gooseberryhigh | SCHOOL TRIP: Juniors

SCHOOL TRIP: Juniors

As the junior class steps out off the Floo network, they're immediately hit by the humidity, in stark contrast with dry Utah. The excitement amongst the students (even if it's not totally unanimous) is palpable. They file onto buses, and soon they're on their way to the most magical place on earth. Everyone breaks out in high pitched teenage elation as the bus passes under the gate the proclaims this is the place where dreams come true. The Disney bus driver quips and jokes with the boisterous highschoolers.

Students are given packets that contain their hotel room key, park passes, allowance, a description of their dining plan and tickets, the itinerary, and a basic list of rules. For the most part, it looks like they'll have a lot of freedom, so long as they don't break any rules. "This is going to be great," Mr. Elmasty proclaims, who seems happy to be a kid more than a teacher this weekend.

HOW THIS WORKS

The junior class is visiting Orlando, Florida! They'll be staying in the Pop Century Resort.

They're in a block of rooms on the third floor of a set of buildings themed for 80's and 80's pop culture. The nearest swimming pool is themed like a 90's laptop.

Staff presence: Ms. Rhee, Mr. Elmasry, Ms. Whittle

Students will have to go through the North American Floo network, so they can't have any contraband in their bags, such as weapons or drugs. After arriving at the MACUSA Floo hub in Orlando, they'll be taken to their hotel on Disney property.

For the two non-travel days, in the morning there will be a set school activity that's mandatory, and in the evenings students can do whatever they want to.
- Friday: Our Body, The Universe Within / Orlando Science Center. Students leave at 9:00 AM, and return to the hotel at 3:00 PM
- Saturday: Disney World. Just... go. The staff knows that's the only reason you're here.
Juniors are given an allowance of $15 per day for food and leisure, as well as a Disney Dining Plan and a 3 day Parkhopper ticket to Disney World. Using the dining plan, students may spend "credits" on meals, allowing even those with minimal funds to go to expensive restaurants in Disney World if they strategize. Nice! Any room charges will come out of your character's allowance. They may spend their own personal money however they please.

Curfew is 12:00 AM. Teachers will come through to make sure everyone is in their rooms. The only exception is for the students who are staying out later for "Extra Magic Hours" on Friday and Saturday night at the Magic Kingdom. Mr. Elmasry will stay out until 1:00 AM with students opting to do this, and he'll return to the hotel with them.

Students are not allowed to take their wands into the Disney parks due to the International Statute of Secrecy. The staff give everyone a lecture reminding them about keeping their magic use under wraps.

The park will be busy because it's Thanksgiving Weekend, and it will be decorated for Christmas already. The weather will be fairly mild for Florida, but still expect heat and humidity.

ALTHOUGH THIS IS BEING POSTED ON 11/22, STUDENTS WILL NOT ACTUALLY BE LEAVING UNTIL THE MORNING OF 11/23!

Room 7359: Hazel / Susana / Cole

Room 7360: Austin / Samantha / Solomon / Regan

Room 7361: Bianca / Joanna / Milo / Isabelle

Room 7362: Gabriela / Evangeline / Charlotte

Room 7363: Madison / Ruby

Room 7364: Heathcliff / Spencer / Noel

Room 7365: Estella / Ira

Room 7366: Jefferson / Tristan / Zachary

Room 7367: Ariadne / Sebastien / Jade / Lucas

Room 7368: Calvin / Micah

Room 7369: Cassius / Todd

» DEPARTURE: Any scenes relating to leaving campus or arriving in Orlando can go here!

» THE HOTEL: Any scenes that take place at the hotel can go here!

» DAY TWO: EDUTAINMENT: Please just tolerate this one day of pretending the trip has educational value.

» DAY THREE: DISNEY WORLD: Your schedules are freed for an entire day in the Most Magical Place on Earth. You know, as far as muggles are concerned.

» GOING HOME: Time to pack up and return to Utah.

» OOC - Questions, comments, concerns!

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Bash is a bit busy looking up at Lucas' fingers and going a bit cross-eyed in the process (he really needs to get himself a haircut, god damn) so the kiss comes as a surprise, despite the very clear signs that preceded it. So he's all caught up for a moment, chasing the motion and almost overbalancing himself - which, wow, this is a thing that he should not be doing in front of strangers with small children. Looking that smacked-upside-the-head stupid in public is probably bad for childhood development or something. Probably somewhere in the DSM-5 under disruptive, impulse-control, and conduct disorders.

"Uh-huh," he says, words totally neat and not at all wandering distractedly along the same tangents his brain is. It's a bit impressive, honestly. "Definitely."

Bash blinks one more time, hastily tugging all of his stray threads in and flashing a wide grin. "Yup. We're good. We're set." He snags Lucas' fingers, tugs them both back into motion. "C'mon. I wanna see how many times we get to see the trailer for Santa Claus Conquers the Martians."

"Oh, add that to the list." Lucas pokes a finger forward as Bash drags them both off, because making a mental note of these sorts of things rarely sticks. "The 'Santa Quits His Day Job' folder needs more movies."

They press into the crowd and it doesn't even bother Lucas that much. He's far too preoccupied with how everything inside of him feels light and bouncy and like it'll never settle. So, it's not so hard to just tilt himself slightly as they slip by a huddled family blocking the way.

"It's, like, normal to sit side-by-side, here, right?" He asks, but his question is immediately answered once they've stepped inside, and, somehow, he seems even more delighted than he did before.

Bash glances backward quickly - not enough to slow his progress, but just enough to look intrigued - his face scrunching clear up on one side, bunching up freckles as it goes. "Are there really that many movies about what Santa gets up to in his free time?"

Though, he supposes, when a dude has 364 days out of the year to chill out and prep for one night? They probably have a lot of time to hunt down aliens. Or learn how to surf professionally. Or maybe join a biker gang or something.

Then he's laughing, quiet and with his chin dipped toward his chest, as Lucas grins into the open space of the dining area. "It's a drive-in. You gotta sit next to each other or it's a taxi."

"That is a good point." Lucas tips his head sheepishly as they're led to their car-shaped booth. There's a lot going on around them, and Lucas is immediately distracted by all of it. The giant screen is one thing, but there's the ceiling to gawk at and one of the waiters is in character as a police officer.

It's a lot. It makes him sort of anxious, but it's all so exciting he can push that aside. And Lucas keeps up, somehow, and gives Bash's hand a squeeze before sliding into the seat. He accepts a menu with a practiced, polite but still shy smile and immediately turns his attention to his boyfriend. "This is wild," he mutters, leaning in close. "It's...great. This is great. Thank you."

It's the stars that catch Bash's eye before anything else. They're pretty and he's sort of wondering at the potential for charming illuminated constellations onto bedroom ceilings as he scrambles into the booth after Lucas. Busy debating whether or not the girls would like it as he thanks the waitress for the menu, drumming his fingers on the front of it more than really doing any looking.

But then Lucas has his attention once again and he slides a bit closer, just enough to line up the edges of them, all arms and mismatched shoulder blades. It's a 'you're welcome' and a 'thank you' all tangled into one motion.

"You think anybody's paid an Uber to take them to the drive-in?" he inquires, after a quick and cursory glance down at his menu. "Like - what's the going rate for at least two hours of on the clock time?"

Judging by the grin on Lucas' face, it's a good question. The sort of story-spinning thing he can get lost in easily. He gives it an honest moment of thought before responding, gaze floating over the screen as he considers it, still wanting to get distracted by the lights in the ceiling.

"Depends on the movie," he decides, nodding. "There's probably a significant up-charge if you're making a driver sit through Battleship or Love Actually."

He turns the menu over, just examining it and not actually reading any of the words. Mostly he's preoccupied with the pleasant sensation of sitting side by side. At a restaurant. On a Date. "You'd think it'd be a fun job. Get paid to watch movies with some strangers," he says, shooting Bash an oblique glance. His grin twitches up on one side despite his best efforts to make a serious delivery. "But you know there's a ton of rude weirdos who just want to neck in the back seat. Probably a surcharge for that, too."

SCHOOL TRIP: Juniors

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