mathletenomore: (acceptance)
Lindsay was packing a few more things to take with her back to Fandom, mostly books and clothing she'd need for the winter months since she'd be staying for the school year. It was hard to tell her parents, and they reacted how she thought they would. They were confused and sad. After enough explanation about how being there has helped her deal with a lot of things and that she felt like the school was a better fit for her than McKinley High was, they seemed to understand.

She left out the part about the technology making things so much more convenient. That was hardly the main reason she was staying, though.

Read more... )

[NFB due to distance!]
mathletenomore: (freaks)
Lindsay had been home a day already, and it almost seemed as though she had never left. She was surprised at how happy her parents were to see her. She didn't think think they'd ever forgive her for skipping the academic summit at University of Michigan to follow the Dead. Perhaps being separated from her for the summer made them realize how much they missed her. Distance and all.

Seeing her brother and his friends sitting around the dining room table eating junk food and playing Dungeons and Dragons when she stepped into the house last night was all very familiar. A typical Friday evening in the Weir house. Bill's dorky wave and Neal's fascination with anything she said was normal, too.

She wondered why it was she still felt so completely out of place? Not just because she didn't play D&D. After spending so much time in Fandom, everything here seemed so...abnormal. Normalcy, it seemed, became the bizarre.

Wherein Lindsay meets up with her friends and makes a big decision. )

[NFB due to distance.]
mathletenomore: (awake)
After showering for what seemed like an eternity and changing into pajamas, Lindsay returned to her room for some real food. Or at least comfort food. Ice cream in this case. There were moments over the past few days when she thought she'd never have ice cream again. Or listen to her favorite albums ever again. Or talk to her family...

That's why she spent the rest of the night talking to Sam on the phone. She listened to him ramble about his new Atari game, the latest movie he saw with his friends, and his new crush without tuning out. She wanted to hear about everything.

She told him about being a TA for the crankiest, weirdest teacher ever, about living in the cabins, and working at a sporting goods store that would probably rival their dad's.

That was all he needed to know.

[establishy because I'm going to bed soon]
mathletenomore: (this sucks)
Lindsay Weir looked around her bedroom. She considered taking her Journey poster down and replacing it with a Grateful Dead poster. Or maybe they could both take up wall space. Maybe she'd re-arrange her room completely. She'd have plenty of time since she was grounded forever. Or at least the entire summer. To a teenager, that was a lifetime.

All she wanted to do was get away from this town. )

[establishy! also, totally based on canon with a few tweaks]

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