Room 239/240

[notcalledlizzie]

Elizabeth is lying, curled up on her bed with a stuffed bear.

A small, neatly wrapped box is sitting on the bedside table.

She's trying to read; the same book she's been reading ever since she was in the library after Speech class.

Her mind keeps flashing back to the trip she made to Mali and the Ivory Coast. She can hardly believe how young and naive she had been. How back then she thought that she could help change the world.

She seems to reread the same paragraph over and over again

"A tumble? Oh, yes - out of the swing," said Katy, as it all came slowly back to her. "Did the rope break, Aunt Izzie? I can't remember about it."

She always reached for books from her childhood whenever she felt down.

Comments

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Hey, what's up?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*looks thoughtful* Okay, imagine that I did something really stupid today.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*tilts her head and looks at him* What sort of stupid?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

'Did you fall on your head or something' stupid? *grimaces*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*grimaces as well* Okay then...

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Alright, and you know that someone is going to hit the roof if you tell them but they're going to find out anyway so you really should tell them, but you can't bring yourself to do it because they already hit the roof once today and it seems like too much... *breaths* I'm screwed.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*she looks at him*

Cam, I think we need to stop talking hypothetically, and you need to give me some details here. You know I won't tell anyone what you said.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

IwenttoseeDrusillaandkindatriedtoblackmailhersosheforcedmetobecomeherTA.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*her mouth drops open*

*and stays open*

What. The. Hell?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*groans* Vala's going to kill me.

I don't know if I'm her TA, but she made me apply and would she make me do that if she doesn't want me to be? *looks desperate*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*nods* Oh yeah. You're dead, buster.

*looks skeptical*

How many lunatics do you think would apply to be her TA?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Just me? *groans and slides down the bed, hitting his forehead repeatedly on her feet*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Hey!

*pulls up her feet and tucks them underneath her*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Sorry. *behaves*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

You need to tell Vala what you've done, you know

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I can't hide and hope it goes away?

*sighs* I thought I could get her to back off, I just ended up giving her more ammo. *closes his eyes*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Not so well, I'm afraid. Bury your head in the sand, and it'll come back to bite you in the ass.

*leans down and pets him*

Lesson learnt from this... stay clear of her unless absolutely necessary.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*annoyed* She's a teacher, she's supposed to make us feel safe with it. Instead she's mindfrelled with Crichton and me, and now with Vala and the rest of the entire psych class. Who the hell is allowing her to keep her position? Students should not be scared to go to class.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*pets him soothingly*

I know, hon, believe me, I know. But look around this place. You can't say the teachers are normal here

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

No. *groans and looks up at her*

You wanna read to me?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Moved to here

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: Actually, several. Including Vala in an erotomania-induced fit. Just so you know.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Actually, I figured there'd be a few. Liz is more like "wtf? why</i??" though *g*]