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Romeo was actually in Pixie Dust and not even getting paid for it.

Fancy that.

"Good Morning, Isabel."

Isabel looked up from her Mythologies notes and smiled. "Morning Romeo. What's up?"

[Running out to do some errands back around 11:30. Stupid RL!]

He smiled back at her. "Nothing terribly exciting, I was just wondering -- do you know if the school has a prom coming up? It was crazed here before the Valentine's dance."

[S'okay, I'm babywrangling so I'll be on and off.]

"It does," she nodded. "Next week if I've heard correctly. So be prepared to be busy. Shopping is a fun way to blow off post exam steam."

[Perfect! We leave on vacation tomorrow so I'm packing.]

Romeo nodded, taking this in. "And everyone likes to look good for a party," he noted. "Busy is better than the days I spend my shift reading a magazine."

"Exactly. Even though I wonder what some of these designers are thinking," Isabel agreed. "I'm still looking for a dress. And some of what's out there is ugly."

She motioned towards her stack of notes, "Usually this is a magazine. But I figured I'd get some studying done."

"You would think they would have learned not to send the ugly stuff to us," Romeo said sadly. "An advantage of being a boy -- I know I'll wear a tuxedo, and that's hard to ruin, unless I go for a pastel."

He glanced at her notes. "I suppose I should study, but I can't imagine any of my finals will be so bad. Ethics, perhaps."

Edited 2008-04-17 15:54 (UTC)

"I don't know, judging by the pictures I've seen, I wonder about the Seventies," she snickered. "Powder blue and ruffles. What the hell were they thinking?"

"Ethics will be difficult only if you let him get you in whatever sore spots you have." Isabel remembered her own time in the class with Vader. Somehow she didn't think Anakin would give anyone an easier time. "If you try and keep it from getting personal, and just use common sense, you'll do fine."

"Powder blue and ruffles and no, thank you," Romeo commented. "That is not the kind of suit I'll wear."

He scratched his chin. "He got to me the first week," he answered, remembering how close he had come to hitting his professor. "Since, I've come to understand where he gets his views. He's an interesting man, if not exactly flexible."

"Interesting is one word for it and yeah, unyielding would be another. But get through the class and you won't have to worry about him any more," Isabel shrugged. She didn't. "Then you can worry about better things. Like Prom. Are you taking anyone?"

"Worry about" seemed an odd choice of words, but Romeo was wiling to shrug it off if Isabel was. Perhaps there was some history there he didn't know about; perhaps she'd just argued with him on the wrong day.

Besides, there was a happier question on the table. "I'm seeing Yurika Dōjima, so I suppose I'm taking her. And you?"

Edited 2008-04-17 17:46 (UTC)

Worry about, deal with, same difference. But there was a history, one that still hurt Isabel to think about.

So...moving on to happier topics.

"I think I know her, but I don't know her if that makes sense?" Isabel smiled. "Wyatt Halliwell and I will be going ~~if the promised vacation wifi comes through~~. Although really, just to keep with tradition, I should go alone."

"She only started when I did," Romeo shrugged. "And I don't know Wyatt except from seeing him in class."

He raised an eyebrow. "You've gone alone before? The boys must have been blind."

"He's a good guy," she said, smiling even more. "We've been dating for just over six months now and it's been great."

"Not so much blind as looking at other guys," Isabel explained with a laugh. "At least for the one two years ago. And last year, my boyfriend and I had just broken up. So it was easier to just go and hang out with my friends."

"Congratulations, then. I've never made it to six months," Romeo said. Actually, he was still working on making it to two. "Will you go to college together?"

Edited 2008-04-17 19:09 (UTC)

"I had to get to Fandom before I was able to meet the first guy that was worth the time," Isabel replied, thinking of Greg and how they'd danced around each other at first. "But it is sort of scary to think about the future, because no. We won't be going to college together. He'll be in California and I'm actually going to be in Nevada."

"That would be a hard goodbye, thought I hope it is a bit easier knowing you're but a state apart," Romeo said. "And if it's meant to last, it will."

Which ... made him frown, just slightly.

"A state, an entirely dimension, and approximately fourteen years in time," she said with a sigh. "We're not saying goodbye. But even though he can orb so we can see each other fairly regularly, we've both got responsibilities. So it's going to be a lot harder to make things work then it was here in Fandom."

Isabel noticed the frown, "Did you try the long distance thing when you came here?"

Romeo let out a low whistle. "It does seem as though things are rather aligned against you, especially with the difference in time. Though surely if the magic of anyplace could overcome that, it would happen here."

"And no." You couldn't exactly have a long-distance relationship with the dead, after all. "More the idea of things being fated to work out or not work out. I believe it, yet it always makes me just slightly sad, to think such things are out of our hands."

Edited 2008-04-17 20:10 (UTC)

"I guess that's where we're different," Isabel said, leaning against the counter. "I can't think like that, that no matter what I do, my future's out of my hands. I want to know that there's always a chance for things to work out. For me to be happy."

"But sometimes that chance isn't there," Romeo countered. "I hope it always shall be for you, though."

"But I'd rather have chance then know that no matter what I did, it wouldn't effect the outcome. At least with chance, you can do your best to improve your odds."

She shrugged, realizing they just had two different points of view. "Thanks. I'm hoping for happily ever after. After everything," Getting kidnapped, the angel statues, Wyatt going evil, plus everything else they'd both had to deal with over the years, "Well let's just say we're due for some happy times.

"And you might even get them," Romeo said. "Someone must."

He shook his head; this was getting depressing. "I half forgot why I came in. I wanted to know if we should do anything special next week, to make selling the prom dresses easier. I would ask Ms. Bell, but she's ..." he made a vague hand gesture to indicate "a insane drunken fairy."

Edited 2008-04-17 23:29 (UTC)

Isabel snickered and made a vague gesture of her own to indicate "crazed and a wee bit scary." "It's a good idea. Fortunately I don't think we'll have to do too much. It's pretty much a captive audience. But still, it should be fun. Maybe music? Fun stuff to get people in the spirit?"

"I like the music idea," Romeo agreed. "Bring in CDs, play songs that will make people want to dance, all of that. And we could have some balloons as decoration."

"Balloons as a start. Maybe some other decorations that tie into the prom theme?" she wondered.

"Maybe. What theme is that?" Romeo asked.

Isabel made a face. "That's the question. I'm not on StuCo this year so I don't know."

"If you find out and leave me a message about it, I'll get some decorations over the weekend," Romeo promised. "I could talk to Ms. Bell in class tomorrow, too, in case she has an opinion."

"I think if it'll increase sales she'll be all for it," she grinned. "And I'll see if I can track down any of the StuCo people and let you know."

"Perfect," Romeo nodded. "And if they're nowhere to be found, we can make up our own theme."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Isabel agreed.

"I'll talk to you soon either way," he promised. "For now, I should get back to campus."

"And I'll get back to study," she nodded. "I'll get back to you as soon as know something."

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