Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Parents Weekend was over and it seemed like everyone had survived with only a minimal of damage. There had been tough parts, good parts, some very good parts, and an unexpected reunion of sorts.

After Monday's classes were over, Isabel went back to her room and got back to work on her applications.

She was going to be extremely glad when the whole process was over.

The door was open.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Wyatt would probably agree." Not that Isabel was going to get into the reasons why.

"But other then that, it's been pretty quiet. I've just been sitting here working on college applications."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"You can always apply to Oxford. Or Cambridge," Parker tempted. "And there's some other great schools in England...."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That's what Mrs. Petrelli said. But how about I just come over for a visit? I like the sun to much to give it up entirely," she laughed.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, fine, court the skin cancer, desert girl." Parker made another face, then yawned, shutting the window and shivering a little. "Did I tell you I joined the St. John's drama club? The Mummers."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You didn't. But I can see you doing that," Isabel nodded. "What shows will you be doing?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"They're saying Shakespeare. Again. But also some newer plays...."

And Parker filled Isabel in on her stuff at Oxford, and Allison's latest thing, and Nourhane's quest for the perfect masquerade costume, until she was yawning enough that Isabel ordered her to bed, Parker resisted, Isabel coaxed, Parker laid down, and finally, after more talking, drifted to sleep.