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The many island changes aren't lost on Olive. From the moment she wakes up, it seems to her that everything is different - that the air around her home is now redolent with the sounds of amusement park rides and the smells of fried food, and she's so eager to see everything that she nearly runs out of the house in her pajamas (which are probably, in actual point of fact, less revealing than what she wears out on any given day, so it's not like it would be any kind of a problem if she did, but the point still stands).
She woke up, though, so she could hoof it over to the school house to get to her first class of the day, so Olive winds up tamping it all down, practically stamping her feet all the way to Women's Self-Defense, where she's notably more distracted than ever. Usually a focused student, and one who enjoys all her classes, it takes all her effort to stay in the moment and get through everything without making an idiot of herself, and the minute Sociology ends, she's bolting out to enjoy the changes. (If nothing else, waiting offered several hours in which everything could have gone drastically wrong, and since it hasn't, she has to believe it won't.)
Actually, she means for her first stop to be home to change and to see if Eduardo's at his place, but there are three separate food stands between the Compound and her hut and so many rides, and she mostly just winds up hopping over to look at things. By the time she finally runs into Eduardo, not quite home but en route, however sluggishly, her caramel apple is half-gone. "Eduardo!"
She woke up, though, so she could hoof it over to the school house to get to her first class of the day, so Olive winds up tamping it all down, practically stamping her feet all the way to Women's Self-Defense, where she's notably more distracted than ever. Usually a focused student, and one who enjoys all her classes, it takes all her effort to stay in the moment and get through everything without making an idiot of herself, and the minute Sociology ends, she's bolting out to enjoy the changes. (If nothing else, waiting offered several hours in which everything could have gone drastically wrong, and since it hasn't, she has to believe it won't.)
Actually, she means for her first stop to be home to change and to see if Eduardo's at his place, but there are three separate food stands between the Compound and her hut and so many rides, and she mostly just winds up hopping over to look at things. By the time she finally runs into Eduardo, not quite home but en route, however sluggishly, her caramel apple is half-gone. "Eduardo!"