Room 234/236 : very very early Sunday
By the time she got back to her room after Caritas, Parker's good mood from teasing Isabel's brother, Max and sharing the dirt on English with his brother, Ed at Seely's instigation, had dissolved back into a kind of discontented blues.
The tour with Sydney and chat with Jack earlier had been okay. So had talking with Kira Ford and giving her copies of certain photos of Conner and Anders. But Daddy had talked to Principal Washburn, and he was not happy with her. Not about Student Council, and not being on it, and not about Teal Dear, and... well. He'd had to leave, already. And it looked like she was spending Thanksgiving alone. Instead of going to Athens. Like she'd hoped. Plus she'd taken her bad mood out on Nadia, then had a massively oblique and painful conversation with with Sydney.
She put both Esme and M on top of the comforter with her, changed into her softest pajamas, and stared at the phone, and the #1 slot on her speed dial. It didn't ring. She didn't dial. But she had a conversation in her head that still didn't end the way she wanted.
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The tour with Sydney and chat with Jack earlier had been okay. So had talking with Kira Ford and giving her copies of certain photos of Conner and Anders. But Daddy had talked to Principal Washburn, and he was not happy with her. Not about Student Council, and not being on it, and not about Teal Dear, and... well. He'd had to leave, already. And it looked like she was spending Thanksgiving alone. Instead of going to Athens. Like she'd hoped. Plus she'd taken her bad mood out on Nadia, then had a massively oblique and painful conversation with with Sydney.
She put both Esme and M on top of the comforter with her, changed into her softest pajamas, and stared at the phone, and the #1 slot on her speed dial. It didn't ring. She didn't dial. But she had a conversation in her head that still didn't end the way she wanted.
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