44 Blueberry Hill, Saturday

[sleepswthdemons]

Phoebe was tired of being cooped up and feeling a little restless. She couldn't seem to get comfortable and her emotions and hormones were slightly frayed.

Ok, more than slightly.

After some wheedling, begging and threatening, the boys had helped Phoebe get settled on the front porch swing.

She was, of course, wearing a jacket and there was a blanket nearby in case she got chilled. There was also a pitcher of Lavender Jasmine tea on the table next to her as well as her laptop and a selection of trashy novels.


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[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"I can imagine how mixed up it is."

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"You probably can," Isabel agreed. "I don't know what I'm going to do. But I'm going to have to figure it out soon."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"I'm not going to lecture you or tell what I think you should do," Phoebe said softly. "I will say you should think about what's best for you. Not what you think is best, but what is best. I'll also say that I'm here for whatever you need."

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"I'm thinking Phoebe, trust me. All I'm doing is thinking." She leaned over to give Phoebe a quick hug. "But I'm done being all emo for now."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

Phoebe hugged her back. "You don't have to worry about being emo around me, Isabel."

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"Yes I do. You're all happy and excited. You don't need me moping about," Isabel replied with a sheepish smile.

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"If my friends can't be true to their own emotions around me, then what kind of person am I?" Phoebe's demand was given with a grin.

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"A horrible one," she teased. "But we both know that's not true."

Isabel got to her feet and slowly started down the porch steps. "But for now, I'm going to go take a shower and relax. Playing tourist is hard."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"Have a nice night, Isabel," Phoebe said. "And come back and see me soon or I'll go into a hormone fit on the boys and send them to you in flaily tears begging you to come calm me down."

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"Do that. I'll take pictures."

Amused, despite the still heavy thoughts in her head, Isabel made her way to Veronica's house.