Room 406, early morning
Mar. 23rd, 2006 07:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
izzyalienqueenLast night? Definitely did not make the list of best nights ever. In fact, it was probably one of the worst. She'd been confronted by Veronica, and then had fought with Xander.
After Xander left, she'd stayed curled up on the bed for a long time. She tried to think rationally, something difficult to do when your heart was still racing and you couldn't swallow past the lump in your throat. Isabel supposed it was understandable that Veronica and Janet had assumed the worst. Everyone else at the school was so open about where they came from, what they could do. Hiding the truth about herself probably did make it seem like she was up to no good. Although she really wondered what they thought she was going to do considering that at first, all they knew she could do was remove spots from clothing.
Of course thinking about that made Isabel think about Xander and how badly she'd jumped all over him. Once she'd kind of calmed down she realized that she couldn't blame him. It was her own fault for being stupid in the first place. Surrounded by people with some really neat powers, how could he know that she wanted her own abilities kept quiet. She owed him an apology because she really had overreacted.
For a few minutes she had thought about calling someone to get some advice on how to deal with Veronica and Janet, but she didn't pick up the phone. She'd already unloaded enough on Parker this week, and Peter had his own problems to deal with right now. Angel would listen to her, but that would require moving to actually get the phone. And it was easier to sit on the bed and watch the room grow dark.
At some point she'd finally changed into pajamas and climbed into bed. She never fell asleep so she heard Xander return. Unsure of his mood, she stayed quiet, listening as his breathing eventually evened out and he fell asleep.
Light was finally starting to creep under the curtains when she climbed out of her bed and crossed to Xander's, perching carefully on the edge of it. "Hey," she said, with a gentle push to Xander's arm. "Wake up."
After Xander left, she'd stayed curled up on the bed for a long time. She tried to think rationally, something difficult to do when your heart was still racing and you couldn't swallow past the lump in your throat. Isabel supposed it was understandable that Veronica and Janet had assumed the worst. Everyone else at the school was so open about where they came from, what they could do. Hiding the truth about herself probably did make it seem like she was up to no good. Although she really wondered what they thought she was going to do considering that at first, all they knew she could do was remove spots from clothing.
Of course thinking about that made Isabel think about Xander and how badly she'd jumped all over him. Once she'd kind of calmed down she realized that she couldn't blame him. It was her own fault for being stupid in the first place. Surrounded by people with some really neat powers, how could he know that she wanted her own abilities kept quiet. She owed him an apology because she really had overreacted.
For a few minutes she had thought about calling someone to get some advice on how to deal with Veronica and Janet, but she didn't pick up the phone. She'd already unloaded enough on Parker this week, and Peter had his own problems to deal with right now. Angel would listen to her, but that would require moving to actually get the phone. And it was easier to sit on the bed and watch the room grow dark.
At some point she'd finally changed into pajamas and climbed into bed. She never fell asleep so she heard Xander return. Unsure of his mood, she stayed quiet, listening as his breathing eventually evened out and he fell asleep.
Light was finally starting to creep under the curtains when she climbed out of her bed and crossed to Xander's, perching carefully on the edge of it. "Hey," she said, with a gentle push to Xander's arm. "Wake up."
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Date: 2006-03-23 03:30 pm (UTC)"Okay." He nodded. "I can see how that's big and scary, anywhere but here."
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Date: 2006-03-23 03:54 pm (UTC)Isabel shook her head, "She found our adoption papers, the FBI files. But the worst part of it is, she made it seem like I'm evil. What have I done here that's evil?"
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Date: 2006-03-23 04:11 pm (UTC)He shook his head. "You haven't done anything I know of that would make people think you were like him - and a lot of stuff that tends to point the other way - case in point helping his less leathery version out with his little imminent death problem. But I can see why V might automatically assume that hiding something means somebody's up to something. That's not your fault, it's just... how it is, after all that went on."
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Date: 2006-03-23 04:34 pm (UTC)"I guess I understand why, now that I've thought about it. And I suppose it does look suspicious. But I've kept this secret for so long, even here, where it would be no big deal, I just can't bring myself to come out and admit the truth to everyone." She shook her head. "We, Max, Michael and I, we kept it secret for years. And then Max saved Liz and it all went to hell. The Sheriff was following us, the FBI hunting us."
"And I'm not even worried about myself anymore," she said. "People can get hurt when they know us. Kyle got shot by the FBI." She paused and swallowed, still trying to keep that control in place. "Alex died because another alien killed him. She just made it look like a car accident."
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Date: 2006-03-23 06:11 pm (UTC)But then 'I grew up over a hole into hell in a town that's full of vampires that nobody ever notices because they're in that. much. denial.' could still give this a run for its money, so...
"Uh, yeah. Obviously," he said finally, nodding.
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Date: 2006-03-23 06:22 pm (UTC)"That's why Veronica accusing me like I'm bent on world domination is just so wrong. I've got this destiny that's supposed to take me away from this planet, from everything, almost everyone I know. And the thing of it is, if I could give powers up, if I could give the destiny up, I would. All I want is just some kind of normal life. That's what I was trying to have here," she finished quietly.
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Date: 2006-03-23 07:28 pm (UTC)Isabel looked down to where she was still hanging on to Xander's hand. "But we're okay? Cause I really am sorry for being such a bitch last night."
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Date: 2006-03-23 09:28 pm (UTC)She got to her feet. "Unfortunately now? I need to get ready for class."
Isabel went to her closet and pulled out clothes for the day, then headed towards the bathroom. "I'll see you later?"
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Date: 2006-03-23 09:46 pm (UTC)"Yup," was all he said as she shut the door behind her and he leaned down to reach for his shoes.