Hammel Graduation 2012

[Zachary LaRousse]

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If it wasn’t for JD, Zac would probably have missed the ceremony itself. The boy just drank far too much than he was initially planning (it should’ve been just a small amount, enough to keep them entertained during what he thinks is the incredibly boring and unnecessary graduation rites). He blames it on his buddies. They brought up the whole ‘we’re going to go our separate ways’ talk a bit too much to his liking, and he had to keep on gulping alcohol just to keep himself sane.

He is a big softie after all. (Not like it was a big secret anyway).

Despite telling himself repeatedly that he shouldn’t try to attract attention to himself (his whole family – and by ‘whole’ I mean including most of his extended family tree – is in attendance after all), the fact that he has a goofy grin on his face at the moment and he kept on giggling as he fiddled with Robbie’s gown and JD’s tie meant that such didn’t work. Already his butler/caretaker Cedric’s telepathically’s telling him to keep still ‘cause his father’s starting to grow suspicious, but due to his current state, such warnings were pretty much shelved between unicorns farting rainbows and imagining what Dr. Neville’s and Mrs. Morgenstern’s daughter might look like (weirdly enough, she looks like Vincent Verax in drag).

“So DeeDee, are you ready for your speech?” whispered Zac, mouth a little too close to JD’s ear. “Robbie and I forgot our foam fingers so we’re just planning on cheering for you loudly. Maybe even flashing but my grumpy uncle’s there so I might get in trouble. But Robbie and I will do something, I promise. Right Robbie?” He promptly grabbed Robbie’s face and squeezed it repeatedly, making fish noises as the blonde was forced to pucker his lips.

[Robbie Wilkes]

Robbie didn't know at which point in time that the clothes he had under his robe had disappeared but he was naked underneath because he definitely felt the breeze tickle his thighs as he sat in the auditorium.

He was humming a song he had never heard as the headmaster droned on in his left ear. He kept giggling every few words and slapping Zac's hand away from his robe because he didn't want anybody to know what he had underneath. Or lack thereof.

As Zac spoke, Robbie turned around to find Estelle and Dani, whom he had made plans with but ditched at the last minute for his reunion with his friends. They were probably either very pissed or indifferent towards it because they both knew him and his flakiness all too well.

He suddenly found himself in Zac's hands, being smashed every here and there by them. All he could do was mutter incoherent syllables as his friend played with his face.

He was actually graduating. Finally. Even in his inebriated state, the weight of that realisation hit him like a ton of bricks. His reaction to it, however, differed greatly from if he were actually sober. Instead of his wringing his hands and sweating up a storm, he jumped up on his chair and ripped his robe off. "Oh my God I'm going to get my freaking diploma!" He yelled before jumping off his chair and running out of the auditorium screaming.

Someone seriously needs to get him back inside.

[Terrowin Guthrie]

Terrowin dreaded graduation ceremonies. Yes, they were a big event in his students' lives. Yes, he was sad to see some of them go (others not so much). But in the end, it was just a LOT of sitting, which was something he was quite terrible at. And so, he found himself fidgeting constantly in his seat, itching to get up and run.

He had, unlike many other people (teachers and students alike), chosen to stay sober for the ceremony, simply because he knew he would do something stupid if he hadn't. However, even with Kat's gum, he could tell she had already downed something alcoholic, which was not unusual. What was unusual was for her to be buzzed, and for him not to be. It was a strange experience, and since she was sitting next to him, he took a moment to grin at her lopsidedly. "Someone's looking forward tae the afterparty, eh?" he asked. He spoke quietly, making sure no one heard him over the speaker. He pinched one of her cheeks playfully and then quickly looked back to the front, whistling innocently. Who knew? Maybe he would end up drunk in a few hours as well. It nearly always happened at the past graduations he had been to; it was one of the only good parts about graduation, if he had to be honest. Sure, he was close to some of the graduating kids. But the truth was, there would be a new batch every year, and he couldn't get all sniffly and teary-eyed over the old ones each time.

His eyes were drawn to Robbie and Zac, who seemed to be conversing quietly. They were two students he would not be sad to see leave. Knowing them, they probably had something up their sleeves. He narrowed his eyes. What were they planning? Before he could turn to mention this to Kat, it happened.

Robbie disrobed and started screaming, and then ran out of the room.

"Dammit," Terrowin groaned, as people began to gasp and chatter. Someone had to take care of this. And, being probably the fastest person there, he was probably that someone. Sighing, he turned to Kat. "Oi'll take care o' this." He sped off, a blur amid babbling people as he chased after the streaking Robbie.

It didn't take too long to catch up; Robbie seemed pretty wasted, or drugged, or... Who knew what. Terrowin reached a hand out and grabbed his shoulder, effectively stopping him in his tracks. "Bloody 'ell, lad, wot in the devil's name are ye doing?" he growled, scowling. "Put some damn clothes on."

[Estelle Flores]

Estelle was torn between excitement and sheer terror that she was graduating. Hammel had been such a huge part of her life for so long, and now it was ending. But she had come such a long way from her first day at Hammel, and she was completely willing to celebrate that journey.

Just...not in the same way her best friend was apparently thinking would be a good idea.

Estelle was blissfully unaware of all the plans to disrupt graduation, including Robbie's. So when he leapt up and streaked across the auditorium, Estelle was completely alarmed. "Robbie, noooo." She buried her head in her hands for a moment before snatching up his abandoned robe and rushing after him, taking care to try to stay out of sight from most people. Granted, everyone was more or less staring at Robbie, so that was pretty easy.

"Robbie you heinous idiot!" She hissed. She would have continued her tirade, but Mr. Guthrie, the PE teacher was standing right there. Estelle gave him a nervous look before tossing Robbie his graduation robe. "You should have brought pants." She muttered, rolling her eyes at her best friend.

[Robbie Wilkes]

He hadn't gone off too far when Mr. Guthrie caught up with him. He turned and smiled lazily at the blonde teacher. "Hey sexy." He elongated the three syllable sentence before pulling the older man for a kiss. There was no way Dani would forgive him for a stunt like this. She'd be amused by the streaking, she was probably in there starting a slow clap or announcing to everybody proudly that he was her boyfriend. But kissing another guy in front of bystanders in his birthday suit...he'd probably have to offer up slavery in return for her affection.

Estelle's arrival brought Robbie to tears. Happy, amused tears as he pulled her for a hug. He did not hear her calling him heinous or an idiot but the robe in his face told him that he had done something terrible. "Estelle, we're graduating." He laughed until his hiccuped.

He threw an arm around Estelle and introduced her to Mr. Guthrie. "This is my best friend, Mr. Hottiepants McSexy. I love your gruff oh my God, I want that." He lurched forward to grab at it but ended up falling flat on the ground on top of his robe that had found itself on the floor earlier.

"This is so comfortable." He adjusted himself on the floor, still very much naked and he rolled around in his robe. "Graduation is the best." He sang aloud as he closed his eyes. "Best day ever." He whispered.

[Zachary LaRousse]

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Zac had big plans for the ceremony. Not as big as those he had for the Talk a while back (and he’s pretty sure they couldn’t top it anymore anyway, as the unpredictability of it was part of its charm, not to mention they’ve been barred from any electronic equipment the school has till the end of time), but in his mind, still big enough to leave quite the impression. He’s just waiting for the right time, that’s all. With all the things he’d done in the school, he couldn’t just leave quietly, can he?

But then Robbie had to be that wasted and cut to the chase prematurely. Oh boy.

“The fuck?! Rob-” Reflexes and reaction time down to a tenth of what they normally were (because of his current state), Zac failed to grab the boy’s ankle even with the momentary use of his power. He also failed to retract his hand and stay on his seat, his momentum pushing up and over their row, falling headfirst on the lap of the guy right behind him (and his crotch on the one beside him’s face). “Sorry Henry, that blowjob would have to wait,” grinned the boy, giving the startled teen a wink as he scrambled to get on his feet, “Since Estelle’s out too, maybe you can ask T.K. over here for one. I hear he’s decent.” He groped the bottom of the chairs for a while, and when he finally found the black garbage bag they had Robbie’s clothes in, he tugged JD’s collar (from the back of course, probably causing a minor choke) and yelled, “Dee! Yip! Yip!”

He tripped over a few more students as he ran towards Robbie, his uncle and their butler shouting (profanities) in his head making it just a tad bit harder. “Shut up!” He meant that to be more of a telepathic response to their shouting, but since he’s anything but a telepath, it became more of a loud yelp combined with a lion’s roar.

“Oh he did brought pants! They’re right here!” The mimic waved the black plastic bag as he knelt beside his buddy. “Yo fucktard, wake up,” he said as lightly slapped Robbie’s cheek, trying his best to put some pants on the blonde. “Don’t worry Estelle, DeeDee and I got this. Go back to your boyfriend, he seems so tense.” He gave the blonde a little pinch on the side, hoping it’d make him shift positions and make the redressing easier. “You know these gowns allow for easy, discreet handjobs. And Henry needs one. Bad.” He showed Estelle the slit that the gowns had on their sides, allowing guys to put their hands in their pants pockets.

“We’re so dead.”

[Estelle Flores]

"Robbie, noooo..." Estelle's voice was a horrified whisper as Robbie actually kissed their PE teacher. There was probably no way this could get any worse. "Ohmygod Robbie, what the actual hell."

When Robbie lurched over to give her a hug, Estelle hastily looked away. "Ew, Robbie no I am not hugging you." She shoved her friend away. "Put on some pants first." She sighed the world weary sigh of a friend who had put up with this for far too long. She glared unamusedly at Zac when the other boy came galloping up. "Oh great. The whole stupid brigade is here!" She threw her hands up in the air, "All aboard the idiot wagon!"

While Zac was trying to wrestle pants on Robbie, Estelle looked up nervously at Mr. Guthrie. "Um," she stammered, "I am...really sorry....for him. His whole existence. Uh..." She didn't know if it would be too much to ask for Robbie to not get into every trouble ever.

Zac's next comment wiped the nervous look right off her face. She gave him a flat, unamused stare before whipping off her hat and smacking him in the arm. "You're gross." She informed him before turning on her heel and retreating to her seat. She gave Henry a grumpy look. "I really just don't like Zac." She informed her boyfriend petulantly.

[Terrowin Guthrie]

Terrowin spared Estelle a brief glance before turning back to the naked student. "Come on, Mr. Wilkes, you need tae-" He was interrupted by the teen, followed by.... Oh, God. Terrowin stood there for a moment in pure shock, before roughly breaking the kiss and smacking Robbie in the side of the head, moving so quickly he hoped no one in the audience had seen it. "Get ahold o' yerself!" he growled. He was almost happy to see Zac run up with a pair of pants and begin to try to get them on Robbie. Almost. He wiped his mouth angrily, wincing at the taste of booze that now filled his mouth. No, it wasn't the first time he had kissed a guy. But it was the first time he had done it sober. Not to mention it was a student. Kat wouldn't let him forget about this for a loooong time.

"This is pathetic," he muttered as Robbie continued to speak, eventually lurching and then falling to the ground. He attempted to block the boy from the view of the audience as Zac continued to try to clothe him, but he was pretty sure everyone had already seen what had happened. He glanced at Estelle again as she addressed him, and he offered her an unamused smirk. "Eh, it ain't yer fault. Just stupid teenagers makin' stupid decisions. Get back tae yer seat - Oi think we can handle this." After she left, he glanced back at the two boys, who were still wrestling around on the ground. "Bloody 'ell." Sighing, he reached down and pinned Robbie's shoulders to the ground, hoping that would help Zac get the pants on him. "Once yer both decent, we're goin' tae have a word with Dr. Neville," he told them gruffly.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Lucah didn't particularly like any of the kids he was graduating with. Honestly, the only one he could tolerate now was Ki and he'd only met her a week ago. He'd never been one to really go out and socialize with the group. Of course there was the notorious Zac that he'd conversed with a few times here and there, and Robbie, Adrianna's friend, but that was it. He didn't know anyone else that mattered really. Was it mean to say that? Probably. Did he care? No.

Fidgeting with the damn gown that he had so not wanted to wear, he just watched everyone around him. Unfortunately, catching a glimpse of something he'd have liked to go his whole life without seeing. Half of his graduating class was drunk and or high. One was naked, the others were either laughing hysterically or trying to put some pants on the naked man.

Oh for Heaven's sake, what had he gotten himself into when coming to America? He'd grown accustomed to the strange behaviour of some of his classmates, but this was a little much. Luc knew however that he had this to look forward to in college. From what he'd read, American colleges consisted of parties, nudity, drinking, and no learning whatsoever. Maybe college would loosen this fussy britches up a bit. Averting his eyes, Lucah looked around for his new 'wing buddy'.

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Graduation, at last! It came with such mixture of emotions. Kiara was very excited about finally sewing an end to the adventure that had taken place during the last couple of years, yet at the same time she was bitter for the ending happened to be way more different than had been imagined in that pretty head of hers. Not only did she lose her best friend, she also felt all future plans crumble for Aiden had been involved in most of them. Things could happen so fast… like an idiot deciding to flash and to grant the entire auditorium a peek at what should be hidden by at least two layers of fabric. It had definitely caught her off guard. Blue eyes had widened and she felt herself grow nervous and uncomfortable in Robbie’s place.

Hands settled on upper legs hidden underneath the black gown, allowing fingers to fumble with it in an attempt to raise the image. Maybe some distraction would help. And distraction tended to come in the form of Lucah Ivaskov lately. That’s why her gaze began to scan the people surrounding her, in search for the man who would have been approached at one point anyway. It did not take long for blue to meet blue and the softest of smiles graced her lips. Slightly perking up higher, she took notice of the available seat next to Luc and that’s what led to her pushing herself up from her current location, muttering excuses while waggling past their fellow students. Reaching the row where he was located, she repeated the same actions as before and finally got to plop down next to him.

”Hey,” Ki smiled before casting a quick glance to the front. Practically everyone appeared to be distracted by the stunt Robbie had pulled, so there wasn’t a real reason to pay attention yet. Maybe this was the perfect opportunity to do what she had planned for later? To give him her graduation gift. ”So, um, I got you something. For graduating.” Before the dark-haired guy could question just what it might be, the curly one reached over to cup his jaw. Thank god for being seated closely together, given it saved her from putting an effort into leaning over. All Kiara really had to do was shuffle forward a tad bit, guiding his own face closer to her own before allowing their lips to meet. Sure, this might have been a bold move, but the tension in her hands lessened and they fell to Lucah’s shoulders, giving him a chance to pull away if he pleased.

(((It once more ended up longer than I intended…)))

[Henry Ballo]

When Henry had finally managed to extract himself from his little brother’s loving if somewhat slimy grip, he’d managed to sit next to Estelle and hoped that this would be a relatively short ceremony. He didn’t mind the heat, but the robes were itchy and not comfortable, and he would claim that he wanted it to be over because he didn’t put much stock in American ceremonies for rites of passage.

The real reason, of course, was because he wanted to spend more time with his brother and Estelle and the other people he’d begun to call friends. That, and because he might’ve been a little worried about crying during the ceremony. But no one would ever know that. Henry had a reputation to maintain.

Needless to say, the tall teen was surprised when Robbie ran out of the stadium naked. And more surprised when Zac and Estelle followed. He was about to push himself out of the seat when Zac landed in his lap, and he stared at him, mouth tightening at his remark, before the boy ran off. He muttered the foulest curse in Tswana that he could remember, then pushed himself up to hover in the air long enough to see Robbie kissing the P.E. teacher. With that, he sat back down with a thump.

He did not. Want. To. Know. Really.

When Estelle arrived again, he was pointedly staring up at the sky and doing his best to ignore everyone and everything around him. He glanced back down at her, then smiled faintly and took her hand to lightly squeeze it.

“Good,” he said. “Otherwise I would be worried for your sanity. Is Robbie all right?” 

[Estelle Flores]

Estelle harrumphed. "He is just so gross." At Henry's question, she rolled her eyes fondly. "Oh, Robbie's fine, he's just the conductor of the moron express! I hope he doesn't get into too much trouble. But they might not let him walk the stage." She watched Robbie roll around on the floor. "...He might not be in any shape to walk anyways."

Shaking her head again, she leaned against Henry's arm, squeezing his hand back. "Thank you for being sane, Henry Ballo," she said solemnly before breaking out into a grin. "How are you liking the graduation?" She had been all caught up in the pomp and circumstance of the moment until she saw far too much of Robbie Wilkes. Now she was just sort of nervous. She was growing up, and she didn't know if she was ready.