Reality rarely matched up with Caroline's dreamed up ideas of how things ought to be. Yet somehow, that never stopped Caroline from expecting everything to be exactly the way she wanted it - especially when it came to her extracurricular awesomeness ( Read more... )

( When Jake woke up that morning... )

There were flowers, lots of flowers, out in the hallway when Caroline opened the door. She'd known some of them would be there, but not all and so she squealed with excitement as she pulled the flowers inside and shut the door again, reading the cards she hadn't written as she made her way back to crawl on the bed with a bunch of wrapped roses in ( Read more... )

Crouched at the bottom of the bed as far from the loud snoring as she dared move, Caroline couldn't help but frown, worrying herself to pieces over the sorry excuse for a phone that was cradled in her hand.

There wasn't anything wrong with the technology, other than it being just a phone. The thing that disturbed her into a frowning state was ( Read more... )

Caroline thought it was awesome to be somewhere it was still spring. Sure the weather in Fandom had been unseasonably warm, but she was already feeling ready to enjoy more stable warm weather with flowers and green grass and all the other things that came with her slow-moving world. She could only hope they managed to avoid the other things, like ( Read more... )

Keeping things simple was not something Caroline was very good at. Jake had repeatedly tried to get her to just be normal for his fake Fandom birthday, but no matter how hard she'd tried, she'd totally failed to be easy and just order up a pizza ( Read more... )

After twenty minutes arguing with whatever absolute trolls worked the Portalocity call center on Sunday, Caroline was pacing her room, ready to kill things. Like, screw being good, if another troll or gnome or giant or whatever creature told her she couldn't have what she expected from a travel site she was going to find them and rip out their ( Read more... )