Lindsay Weir

Lindsay had been home for a few days now. It all started with a phone call from her mother just checking up on her daughter. Lindsay noticed something in her mother's voice, something somewhat stressful. When she told her there was nothing to worry about, Lindsay didn't quite believe her. She figured something bad was happening with the store. So she went home for a few days, hoping she could help out in some way.

Fortunately, she found out things weren't quite as catastrophic as she thought. The store was struggling a bit, but it wasn't enough to close. Still, Lindsay felt the need to stay for the rest of the summer to help out at the store.

The need to stay for the summer eventually led to the need to stay and finish school in Michigan. She missed it there, oddly. She missed her friends. She missed hanging out with them. She'd never forget Fandom, though. How could she? She'd miss the technology, but she knew to expect it in a few years. She'd also miss Rinoa. She made sure to say a proper handwavey goodbye to her roommate.

She knew she'd eventually get out of this small town. Today was not that day, and it was by choice this time.

[As the post says, Lindsay won't be returning to Fandom. This is her final post. :(]

Lindsay was grinning at a card her parents had sent her. Not because of the heartfelt message written on it. It was the fifty dollar bill that fell out of the card she was most interested in. This was their birthday present to her.

There was also a care package. Well, it was a tin filled with chocolate chip cookies her mother had baked. There was also a note telling her to spend the money wisely. Lindsay just rolled her eyes slightly and laughed. Last year she had unwisely spent birthday money on fake IDs, which ended up being a bad investment. Her parents never found out about that as far as she knew. While it wasn't going to be spent foolishly like that again, it wasn't going toward her college fund either. She had plans.

She reached for a cookie and smiled. "Happy birthday to me."


[door and post open]

Lindsay was glad to be back. Not that she hated being home. It had just been uneventful. Though she had successfully avoided running into Barry. That had been her main goal. She did hang out with her friends, at least. She even spent some time with Millie. She got some pretty nice gifts, too. Her parents had given her money. She appreciated that they understood she was old enough to pick out her own stuff. It was better than some hideous sweater she had been expecting. Sam had gotten her the latest, at that time, Journey album. On vinyl, of course. It was nice to have the appropriate version of the album to keep in her early eighties bedroom next to the record player.

Now that she was back, she decided to make a list of New Year's Resolutions. At least she attempted to. She got as far as writing 'be less cynical' before she crumpled the paper up and tossed it in the recycle bin. So much for that particular resolution. The best resolution for her was to just be herself. Or something.

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Lindsay had gone home for the holiday. She promised her parents she would, after all. Thanksgiving itself had been pretty uneventful. She spent the day with her mother's side of the family just like every Thanksgiving. It was kind of boring, but pretty much business as usual.

Yesterday, she spent the day hanging out with Kim and Daniel. Mostly it was cool. Other times she felt like a third wheel. That's when she would think about Barry. Though she never did call him a few weeks ago when the island was making everyone weird, she did find the nerve to call him earlier this week. To her delight, he agreed they could hang out this weekend sometime. She was so very nervous, but it was a giddy kind of nervousness. She didn't dare tell any of her friends. She really didn't feel like enduring the teasing that was sure to cause.

( cut for length and potential teen angst )

[NFB, NFI, etc.]

Lindsay thought she was going to escape this day without having to sing. It was bad enough being a teenager who wasn't at all sure what paths she wanted to take in life. But to actually sing about it? Not exactly how she wanted to share her feelings. At least the lyrics were familiar and somewhat comforting.

( cut for lyrics )

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I have no newbies, but have another info post anyway.

( The Students: Lindsay and Ellie )

( The Alumni: Piper and Summer )

( The Player )

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!]

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]

Lindsay didn't feel like being cooped up in her alcove, so she thought sitting outside on the front steps would be a better way to spend the evening. It was moments like this that she missed her "freak" friends back home. This would be a moment when they'd all just loiter and hang out, not doing anything in particular.

"Hey, Linds."

( She looked up, half expecting Daniel to be there talking to her. )

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