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

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*sticks tongue out* I'm going to leave that up to Vala. I know my last outfit horrified her.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*laughs* You're trusting yourself to Vala? Oh, this could be interesting

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*raises an eyebrow* Until now it's only brought good stuff.

*frowns* Of course, once she finds out about the TA thing...

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*winces* When do you find out about that?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Probably at the most inconvenient moment ever. *nods solemnly*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*nods* Oh clearly. Why would it be any other time?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Exactly. *sighs* It's not like there's a convenient time for this anyway.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Maybe if you're really lucky, there's someone more qualified for the job?

*doesn't sound at all convinced*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I'm thinking just about anyone in this school is more qualified for the job.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Okay, yeah, probably true there.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Unless of course, the whole point of a TA to her means someone you can mindfrell with. In which case I'm probably perfect.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

I think you'll find she can mindfrell with most of the people in the school. It's not a unique quality of yours.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

She just enjoys our group?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

It does appear that way, yes.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*dryly* Aren't we lucky...

*frowns* How fluffy are you going to make me?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

All done! *grins, and pulls the comb back*

*she resists the urge to ruffle his hair*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, no lace? *smirks*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Did you bring any for yourself?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*wrinkles his nose* I don't own lace. I'm not Lee.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Well, you could have borrowed from Lee

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Hey, you promised the lace! Lee doesn't share his lace.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

I don't think I promised it. Not even with you? Wow

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*pouts* I'll have to make do with my nails and hair then. Maybe if I pretend to be Crichton.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Sorry, hon *pets him* Maybe next time? That could work...

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Sure, and it better be black... or red.

*frowns and looks at his hands* Can you take it off now before we go to the diner?