I Just Want To Be Normal

Thanks to the efforts of Veronica, Piper, Chris & Summer, the Hyperion was decorated nicely for Wyatt's birthday and there was plenty of food to eat.

Now it was just a matter of the birthday boy arriving. Don't worry, Isabel would make sure he'd be there on time.

[Wyatt's Birthday Party. Invites of the handwavey sort were sent out and equally handwavey transport by Chris Halliwell was provided. Ping in and get your alumni February activity.]

Email with Sam

Thanksgiving - Parker, Piper

New York for New Year's

Hotel Room with Wyatt
Kirby Plaze with Claire
Lunch with Parker
Brunch with Chris

Facebook with Drake

Homecoming

Talking to Meg at the dance

With Wyatt at the dance

Catching up with Luke

Catching up with Xander

Catching up with Cam

Anakin at the dunk tank

Hanging out at the carnival"> - Johnny, Parker, Alanna, Ronan

Pie throwing at Drake

Brunch with Karla

Brunch with Sam

Summer Dance - Wyatt

Talking to Peter Parker

Talking to Xander

The Perk - Parker

Sunday Brunch - English Peter

Good-bye to Johnny

Spending a weekend dealing with drunken podiatrists would have been taxing at any time. Doing it while dealing with a constant desire to be doing things with her boyfriend that shouldn't be mentioned in polite company? Hell.

But somehow, mostly because when she wasn't dealing with podiatrists, she was doing unmentionable things with Wyatt, Isabel survived. She just didn't sleep much.

Recovering from a lack of weekend sleep was probably the reason Isabel overslept on Tuesday morning and had to dash out the door to make it to her summer class on time. After class she hit the gym, then met a friend from school for a long lunch. All that meant it was mid-afternoon before she returned home and checked her email.

"Crap."

Isabel couldn't imagine what had happened that would cause Parker to bolt, especially when she was supposed to be leaving at the end of the week. They hadn't talked since Isabel had made her quick trip over to fix the shoes. Somehow when she called, she always got Parker's voicemail. But Parker had responded to her emails, a few short notes that assured Isabel that she was fine. Not that Isabel believed it. Still, she didn't push, unable to think of what to tell Parker that didn't revolve around questioning if it was all really worth it.

Relieved that she didn't have to work that night, a quiet and worried Isabel set her laptop aside and curled up on her couch to brood.

[for phone calls, emails, or anyone that feels like stopping by]

The Perk - Johnny, Parker, Alanna, Tahiri

Graduation mingling - Wyatt, Parker, Phoebe, Xander

Celebrating with the grads - Wyatt, Chris, Ronan

Grad Brunch - Peter Petrelli

Isabel was still a bit disappointed that Wyatt's spring break was happening the week after hers. But she had to admit, she was enjoying the chance to just relax with her family in Roswell. Besides, she had a weekend in San Francisco to look forward to.

After a day spent helping Liz decorate her and Max's new apartment, Isabel finally returned home and checked her messages and her email.

She might...possibly...maybe...stop laughing by the time she saw Chris and Johnny at graduation.

But there was a good chance she might not.

Still chuckling, Isabel flipped open the novel she was reading and settled into relax for the night.

Isabel had done just what she'd told Greg she was going to do. And what an enjoyable day of pampering at the spa it was. At the time she'd felt a tiny bit guilty about charging everything to her room. But now that she knew how and why she'd gone on the impromptu trip, she figured Portalocity owed her one. They could pay for it.

As far as trauma went, Isabel was relieved that this unexpected trip didn't even register. It had been nice to see a friendly face and it was good to know that Greg was doing well. Still, when the portal appeared, she didn't hesitate to step through it. There was a more then likely very worried boyfriend to get back to.

The portal dumped her right outside her dorm. Isabel immediately reached for her phone and dialed Wyatt's number, then frowned when she got his voicemail. Just to check, she called Parker.

"So I wasn't the only one. Great." It was going to be a long night of waiting till people checked in.

Isabel had taken advantage of Fork's fascination with the America's Next Top Model marathon to slip into the other room and leave messages for Chris, Piper and Phoebe. She was hoping that one of them would be able to somehow magically prevent Fork from leaving the house and heading out to snack on the unsuspecting people of San Francisco. Wyatt would not be happy waking up when this was over if he'd hurt anyone.

Except by the time it started getting dark, no one had called. Which meant more then likely they were victims of Fandom weirdness as well and she'd have to handle this on her own. Fortunately, Isabel already had an idea on how to do that. Unfortunately for Fork, it involved a heavy frying pan, a whole lot of TK and a locked closet.

Two hours later, Isabel finished the Chinese food she'd had delivered, pulled out her phone and started dialing people, curious to see who else had been effected. All the while she kept an eye on the closet door, just in case Fork needed thumping again.

[If you think she would have called you? She did.]