I Just Want To Be Normal

Friday's classes had been mostly uneventful, well except for the whole double entendres thing. She was still amused about the whole fire hose conversation. Then there'd been lunch. And girlkissy. Isabel was still surprised they hadn't gotten in trouble, but then again, Umbridge might be holding off till Monday's announcements.

Things in her room are pretty well organized and ready to be packed, so Isabel took the opportunity to check out the games website Anders had recommended.

The door was open.

The weekend had started off normal enough, with workshops on Friday. Then it started to get weird. Saturday was spent fighting Triceratops and then looking after Peter in the clinic. She'd spent the night and most of the day there, carefully returning to the dorms in the evening in order to get some decent sleep. Except she couldn't sleep.


Finally Isabel returned to her room and got ready for bed. Picking up Annie, she snuggled her close before falling into a restless sleep under the glow of the star lamp.

Keeping busy was one way not to think. Between multiple common rooms and library, class and helping out Charlie, and a pleasant lunch of ice cream, Isabel has managed to avoid thinking about what was bothering her.

Tonight, the distraction was the gothic romance John had recommended to her in the library yesterday.

The door was open.

Isabel had reluctantly left Jack in his room with Cedric. She'd wanted to stay, afraid his return was just a dream, but she knew that both Jack and Cedric needed to talk. Besides, she had to make a call.

After much squeeing, and a little bit of worrying, Isabel hung up the phone and stared at the ceiling, thinking over the last few days. The barbeque for the Fourth had been a blast. Goofing in the water with Cedric was fun, and it seemed like Karal enjoyed learning to swim. It was good to spend time with Aeryn since there was so little time left. Isabel was glad to hear that her advice to Dick had helped, and even more glad that Bridge would talk to Steve Peter. Then, there were fireworks. They were mostly literal, but still very enjoyable.

The door was open.

After getting a few hours sleep this morning and then a handwavey because OMG RL kicked my ass today trip to town to talk to the sheriff and have ice cream with Peter, Isabel returned to the cabin well before dark and sat down to write a letter.

( Dear Jack )

[ooc: Peter and the sheriff modded with permission]

After waking up and remembering the mostly depressing events of yesterday, Isabel decided that the last place she wanted to be for the day was the cabin. After grabbing sunscreen and a few bottles of water, she headed out into the quiet of the preserve for the day.

As the sun set Isabel returned to the cabin, got cleaned up and stretched out on her bed. Outside she could hear the sounds of people calling to one another as the evening campfires started. At some point, she supposed she'd have to get out and meet people other then her new little sister. But not tonight.

[Mostly establishy. But pokeable for a bit.]

Despite having fun at Alec's party last night, Isabel wasn't in the greatest of moods as she wandered about her room straightening up. Her package hadn't been delivered and she'd had to say goodbye to both Alanna and Greg.

Grumbling as she put the last of her clean laundry away, Isabel flopped down on the bed and reached for a book.

The door was open.

Still beyond pleased that they actually were able to pull it off, Isabel returned from Rikku's and made a phone call. Then she opened up her laptop and started tracking down spoilers for the season finales of all her favorite shows.

[The door, like the post is open.]

A week that had included library duty, a night out at Caritas, movies with a friend, exams, and plotting a rescue mission meant that Isabel was pretty damn tired when she went to bed on Friday night. Unfortunately the conversation with Rikku brought memories and Isabel didn't actually get into a deep sleep until some time just before dawn. She slept till noon when the sound of yelling and chaos in the hallways woke her.

A quick look out her door found Isabel shutting it quickly. Beyond grateful to whatever quirk of Fandom left her still eighteen, she decided an afternoon with a good book was much better then weetiny chaos.

After a quiet afternoon, Isabel finally got out her camera and opened her door.

After a the hectic pace of the last few weeks, Isabel was grateful for some downtime, even if it meant she had too much time to think about fun with the kids and saying goodbye.

But things were slowly returning to normal. She'd covered library, had breakfast with Cedric, spent time with friends, and fulfilled StuCo responsibilities. Looking at the two packages sitting on her desk, Isabel realized that some things had slipped through the cracks. She made two phone calls then settled down to do some studying.