Wyatt slept late that morning and blew off his class. There was no particular reason he did so, just a comfy bed and dreams of his girlfriend. He knew early March had treated her roughly in the past, so he was planning to orb to Vegas and surprise her that evening. Hopefully he could make sure this year would be different for her ( Read more... )

Fork had awaken in a closet with a splitting, frying-pan induced headache. It took him awhile, but he managed to bust the door down. Unfortunately, it was daylight again and this stupid house had so many windows. He kept out of the direct sunlight and skulked, looking for Isabel. She was sleeping. In the sunroom. Bathed in sunlight. So. Not. ( Read more... )

Wow, that had been a weird dream. Him and Summer? She was cute and all, and okay, so maybe he'd poached some of his brother's girlfriends before, but that was old Wyatt. New Wyatt was more than happy with Isabel. Whom he certainly wasn't going to tell about the dream. And he sure as hell wasn't going to tell Chris, either ( Read more... )

Wyatt woke up when his alarm went off. He reached out blindly to turn it off so as to not wake his roommate, then got up and staggered across the hall to the bathroom. Except when he got ready to relieve himself, something was missing ( Read more... )

TO: isabel.evans@unlv.edu ( Read more... )

( This was not on the schedule! )

Twelve or so hours of driving (including stops for gas, food, cheesy tourist attractions, and other necessities) brought Wyatt and Isabel from Alexandria to Nashville. Driving cross-country was going to take a lot longer than orbing, but it was worth it for the experience and the company. And, of course, stopping at every Guy Fieri-endorsed diner ( Read more... )

While Isabel did her own packing upstairs, Wyatt was finishing packing in his own room. He'd already orbed a lot of stuff home, leaving the important stuff to be taken along on the road trip. He was stalling, just a bit, distracting himself by checking his email and looking up places online they might visit on their trip.

[Goodbye post -- meant ( Read more... )

Post-prom, Wyatt and Isabel had returned to his room. They probably wouldn't have fallen into so restful a sleep if they thought about what had happened after the prom last year.

( Cut for cuteness. )

Wyatt almost couldn't believe he was done with school. He'd had his last final that morning, and next was graduation. Which he'd been told in the past involved aliens and jello dragons, so he couldn't wait to see what was going to happen this year. Might as well relax while he could.

[For the brother. And the girlfriend.]