Today there hadn't been that many complaint calls, which was actually a pretty good sign and was making Emily a little less paranoid about sending people the wrong way (which she hadn't done just yet, to her understanding), so she was giving the procedures book a more in depth read ( Read more... )

Emily had grown used to the island's weird stuff to the point she could tell when a Crazy Weekend was happening, specially since she wasn't caught in the weird. Sitting alone on the sand and feeling slightly freaked out by how people were acting back in the dorm, she sort of wished she had just turned into something else and be done with it. Next ( Read more... )

After everything that had happened, Emily just felt kind of...meh. It wasn't the most defined emotion ever, true, but she was starting to think that if she decided to just keep avoiding the fact some seriously screwed up things happened to her (regardless of how well the rest of the island was dealing with it) she was likely to start getting more ( Read more... )

Emily had almost forgotten she had a job now, but that's when making notes with alarms came in handy. So she had been right on time to get to do things and what not, mostly to keep her mind away from last week. She didn't want to look bad to Sam by not working her first day, even though she supposed there could be an excuse, all things considered. ( Read more... )

It had been made clear to Ron that there was a strange problem going about the island. This problem involved the sudden disappearance of many of the town's residents. Personally, he felt it was rather a matter of personal responsibility, but as the mayor he should make some effort to find them again ( Read more... )

Sam had been expecting a lot of different things from her new job at Portalocity, but the first thing to take her by surprise was the completely disastrous state of the office. It wasn't just the inch-thick layer of dust on everything, which, among other things, was so deeply wedged into the front door lock that it had taken quite a bit of fiddling ( Read more... )

Emily wasn't thinking about yesterday, but she was just arriving from the mainland, which was turning out to be the one place she ended up retreating when things went south. And as much as she had decided to take things with all the grace she could, it had been a pretty frustrating night ( Read more... )

The collective wisdom of the Student Council this week pretty much boiled down to "body glitter is AMAZING", and that somehow translated to a space theme for prom. The ceiling was covered in twinkling lights, and there were glitter-drenched foam planets, moons and asteroids hanging in corners and above the dance floor and buffet ( Read more... )

Emily was sitting comfortable at the Perk, laptop open and latte resting by her side. She had decided to try and actually seat somewhere public when using her laptop for a change, and she was already realizing how might not have been a good idea; regardless of how little interest people paid to her, Emily kept freezing every time they passed nearby ( Read more... )

Not having anything better to do with herself after spending a much needed night of socialization, Emily had decided to get some 'standing in cold water' time. She had listened to the radio, and while she had hoped not to get as much squirrel attention as she had, Emily supposed she couldn't really blame Topher for being...Topher, which was ( Read more... )