The wait is over (Closed: Bobby)

[Isaac Reid]

Isaac walked out of his dorm room, arms in the air in a long stretch. He had just gotten done his homework, and wanted to go out for a walk. Or more like go find someone. He had been planning on trying to find Tallulah for a few days now, however, he always chickened out at the last minute. He wasn’t sure how she was going to handle seeing him again, and he did not want to reunite just for them to drift apart again. He wasn’t sure if they still had anything in common anymore, they hadn’t really hung out since they were preteens.



In a nice pair of jeans and a Miami dolphins tank top with the number 23 on the front and the dolphin’s logo on the back, he walked his way toward Tallulah’s dorm. He wasn’t sure what the policy was about guys being in the girl's dorms, however, there wasn’t a care as he strolled past the doors leading to the individual rooms. Isaac just wanted to see a childhood friend, his best friend, as his heart started pounding in his chest because he was so nervous. Isaac was able to find out which dorm room she was in by asking the front desk, while he wasn’t sure it was allowed for the receptionist to give out dorm numbers of the students it had been given to him none of the less.



Standing in front of dorm number 204, the boy took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Knocking loud enough for someone to hear him inside the rooms, but gentle enough not to be obnoxious about the noise. Isaac rubbed the back of his head, hoping he wasn’t being too much of a prude by waiting this long to come find her. The boy had only just arrived at Bellefonte in the middle of December, he didn’t know if she had gone back home to visit her mother or not. He didn’t want to look like a fool coming to this dorm room every day looking like a stalker. So, he figured it was better to wait until after the Holidays to find her.

[Tallulah Wright]

Tallulah was in her room, watching an episode of “You’re Under Arrest”. She didn’t think she’d love it too much at first. It wasn’t bad, but there was something. Maybe the girls were a bit too badass for her taste. Or maybe it was the theme song that she didn’t really like. Still, after a few episodes, it got to her. Now, if she could only tell which of these guys would end up with them. Her bet was on the two cops, but it was cruel to put so many guys in love with the two main characters.

She didn’t spend a lot of her time during the holidays to satisfy her little J-drama addiction. She participated in the food drive, helped with the decorations and missed her mother more than she would like to admit. But she knew the woman would have spent money more than she really should for the occasion, and Tallulah preferred to avoid this. At least they talked, and sent some gifts and that allowed her mother to go a little overboard. Tallulah really wished she would stop trying to give her daughter everything only to pay for it by having nothing for herself afterwards.

The episode was over and she was watching scenes from the next one at the end of it when she heard some knocks on a door. The dorm being fairly quiet, she managed to hear it. At first, she ignored them, figuring another girl would open up but, as she didn’t hear any door or voices, she put the video on pause to listen. Nothing. Getting up from her bed, she walked out of her room. There was no one in the common area of the dorm, explaining why no one opened the door. She had to do it. Walking towards the door, she opened it.

She blinked at first at the sight of the guy. Were guys even allowed here? Maybe if they were from the staff. Her brain, at first, did not process who exactly she had before her eyes, despite all the evidence pointing to Isaac. It was impossible for her friend to be here, so she couldn’t believe it was him. Yet, a part of her brain kept telling her she knew this guy and the debate might have shown on her face for a time. Her eyes squinted then widened but she dared not say his name just yet as there was still a shadow of a doubt in her mind that it was him. It couldn’t be, it just couldn’t be.

[Isaac Reid]

Isaac sighed; he wondered if she was even here. Maybe he should just leave. He looked around, he felt a little embarrassed to be standing in front of a door that lead to a girls dorm. A girl walked down the hall and gave him the most evil look he had ever seen on a woman’s face. The girl must have thought he was here for a booty call, or something of the like. He purposely in front of the dorm number, hiding it from view of other women walking by, he didn’t want people to judge Tallulah wrongly. It kind of amazed him how quickly women could judge people, especially other women. Don’t get him wrong, guys also judged others, but he felt like they didn’t do it so quickly or so harshly most of the time. Or maybe the women that walked by just did not like him for whatever reason. Maybe she didn’t like the dolphins…

The door open after a few minutes, a part of him wondered if this was Tallulah or another girl. He kind of hoped it was, she did look very familiar, maybe he should have sent her more pictures, they might not have this issue if she knew what he looked like and vise versa. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. He thought maybe she would ask who he was, what he was doing here, anything except stare at him with those brown eyes of hers. He placed two fingers to his forehead then stretched his arm out to the woman in the doorway in a greeting. “Uh I’m assuming your Tallulah right? Well.. Uh I’m Isaac, you know childhood best friend and everything?” He did not think this meeting would be as awkward as this was. Though hindsight would say he should have seen this coming since they haven’t actually seen each other in about seven years. “Uh… Though if you aren’t Tallulah could you uh, tell her I visited and I could come back later…”

[Tallulah Wright]

Despite how fondly she took to the internet once she got hold of a laptop, she never really bothered with social media. Why should she, when she had so little friends? Don’t get her wrong, she was not trying to win anyone’s pity with such assessment. She had friends here at Bellefonte. But it seemed ridiculous to her to talk to them through Twitter or Facebook when she can meet face to face. She didn’t understand this fashion of posting everything going on in your life. She doubted no one would ever care about it. So she steered clear of those medias, having only an email address, provided by the school no less, as only virtual way of contacting her. She didn’t need anything else. She wasn’t cool enough to get invites to parties anyway, so it was not like she wanted to stay connected to hear about those.

It did have the effect of making it hard for her to be identifiable by her old friend. She didn’t think she changed much over the years, she could generally recognize herself very well in pictures, but she doubted she was the best of judge in that matter. It also meant that, should Isaac ever posted any selfies of himself, she never saw those. Didn’t help in seeing the young boy with the fragile health that he used to be to the tall and strong looking guy she had before her eyes. Either way, she doubted the guy was there for her, unless she somehow missed on a teamed project for class and ended up with him, but she doubted that.

The voice didn’t sound familiar, but could anyone really blame her, when she only met him before puberty hit both of them? “Yes...” she said, vaguely surprised he wanted to see her. Who had a message for her now? It better not be a joke regarding her leg. Her eyes widened though as he introduced himself. “No way! Isaac?... No way!” she let out, looking at him, trying to see her childhood friend in the young man he had become. She took a step forward, touched him, as though she couldn’t believe he really was there. But there he was and he was solid enough for her to say he was there in the flesh. She noticed the tank top, thought that should have told her it was him, then saw the tattoos and was rather surprised of those. Just how many did he have? She looked up at him, still quite amazed. “How come you’re here? I thought you moved to Canada?”

[Isaac Reid]

Isaac like Tallulah never really had a chance to get addicted to the internet until he moved to Bellefonte where he had gotten his own mac laptop. However, he still hadn’t really gotten into using the thing. While he knew how to use, and actually liked using it, he mostly watched youtube on it, and used google for homework. And even then those were things he did after curfew when he couldn’t sleep after doing homework. The boy was a model student after all, while he didn’t have the best grades he followed the rules except when he gets into fights. Fights is where being a model student fell apart, however, he hasn’t gotten into a fight since he moved to Bellefonte, granted it has only been a few weeks. Phone wise, he had an old Iphone five, which was better than having an iphone four, which is what he used to have before Christmas. While he did actually love instagram, because honestly why wouldn’t he show off by posting a ton of pictures?

Least to say, when he was cured of his cancer when he started working out for football he was quite proud of himself for getting this far with his image. This was why he kind of always showed it off. It was a subconscious thing that made him feel better about himself. He never understood why it did, but it did, and he was okay with it, and he was pretty sure most other people were too. The fact that he now had a chance to actually live his life, and live it the way he wanted to changed his view point on life.

He was quite surprised Tallulah hadn’t changed much maybe that was a good thing because Isaac had changed quite a bit since they last saw each other, at least physical looks wise. He felt like he was the same person he always was, but maybe he wasn’t. He could have changed and not have noticed it. Isaac chuckled as she reached out to touch him, “I swear this isn’t a dream.” He was unaware of what her power was, if he had her touching him might have made some more sense. He smiled out her and raised his eyebrows flirtatiously, “Yeah it’s me! The one and only. I know I kind of changed looks wise sense we last saw each other, but I swear I’m still the same person.” As evidence from the tank top, he still loved his football, especially the dolphins. “My dad had moved to Bellefonte a few weeks ago and I moved with him. I think he’s wanting to set up his dream home for when he retires.” This was why he started to apply for jobs as soon as they moved so he could help pay for his hospital bills.

[Tallulah Wright]

How could she have recognized Isaac in that big pile of muscles? The one she knew was often too weak with cancer and the treatments to be able to build himself up to that level. She managed to stay somewhat in touch with him after their families went their way and she learned a thing or two about him over the years thanks to that, but no way could her imagination have created this image of her old friend. Through a quick calculation, she felt that they had not been separated for this long a time, but she then had to remind herself how puberty hit both of them during said time. At their age, it might as well be an eternity.

Seeing him like this made her wonder even more why he bothered keeping in touch with her. He looked so healthy and strong and this look... she couldn’t see how he cannot be amongst the popular kids. And she, well, she was far from that. She was not bullied by them per se, more like ignored. In a way, it was better, since she didn’t have to suffer from them, but it also implied she was too insignificant to be worthy of their time, not even for torment purposes. Seeing all this, she didn’t get how he’d seek her company. Maybe he was just curious to see what that old friend from another life was like, maybe he wanted to brag about his new self. She didn’t want to think her friend could have turned like that, but she couldn’t bring herself to think she really could have him as a friend.

“I don’t know, my power is illusion, it could be playing tricks on me,” she replied, although the smile that she had and could even be heard in her tone proved she didn’t think that. First of all, because her power never really worked on her, her brain always able to know when she tried to mess with it with an illusion and secondly because she wouldn’t be able to touch him. She could touch him, she felt those muscles under her fingers. She looked at him again. There was some hint of Isaac as she remembered him in his eyes and his facial traits. Plus she didn’t get who would be playing that kind of trick on her. Again, she was too insignificant for people to have fun at her expense like that.

He said once again that it was him indeed, claimed he didn’t change too much other than his look. “Well, I see you have the same obsession,” she said, pointing at his tank top. Tallulah couldn’t say she knew anything about sports but she definitely had seen that dolphin sign before. Her eyes widened again as he explained what he was doing here. “Really? You’re, like, here for good?” Probably not, but he was at least here now.

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[Isaac Reid]

Isaac would have understood that she did not recognize him, he had changed a lot and will admit it full heartly. He has wished they had been able to stay in touch more, but there just wasn’t much of a chance. They had separated unfortunately they had their own lives to live out. Neither one of them should be faulted for moving on with their lives, they were still pretty young when he had moved.

While the boy had changed in looks he had not changed in personality, he would never forget his very first friend, let alone his first best friend which was both Tallulah. A part of keeping in touch with the girl is what kept his sanity in the hospital, it had only been a few years ago that he had been cured of his cancer and was able to leave the hospital. It had been a pretty low time in his life, while he was never short of friends he just never had the ability to ever do the things he wanted and that always frustrated him. So being able to send letters to Tallulah kept him sane because that was the one thing he actually could do that he wanted to do. Isaac was here because Tallulah was his friend, and would always be his friend, therefore he wasn’t here out of curiosity or to boast about his looks. He was just here to be a friend.

“Oh yeah? I didn’t know what your power was… Sorry… I have the power to shapeshift into cats… Any type of cat, it’s kind of cool but also kind of sucks..” He rubbed his head in awkwardness. He found it interesting that the one thing that they had talked about first was their power. It was the one thing they knew they had it common with each other, so it was the easiest thing to talk about. “Hmm…” After a short pause he spoke up again “I’m sorry for leaving you. I never wanted to leave, but my dad had to.”

Isaac chuckled as he looked down at his own shirt. “Well yeah, other than you, and family, football was my saving grace in the hospital.” Isaac had a lot of things which had the dolphins logo on it, most of those things being hats, shirts, and cups. It was mainly because that was the number one thing family members went to when it came to giving him gifts. The boy nodded at her question, “Yeah, I am here for good. I could have came earlier… But I just couldn’t live that far away from my family, I’m sorry.” His family meant a lot to him, and he really shouldn’t apologize for that, but a part of him felt bad.

[Tallulah Wright]

A lot of things must have happened in their lives for Isaac to stand here now in front of her and barely look like the boy she remembered. She knew she must have changed a little, if only because she was now seventeen years old, but she was also aware that the most major change in her was not visible right now. She liked that prosthetic leg. With it, she could look normal. It was something she was certain Isaac could relate to, with the cancer he battled against for all those years. Tallulah never wanted to be extraordinary. Normal was enough. As she looked at Isaac however, she wasn’t sure she could say he stopped at normal. He most definitely enjoyed his new state better than she had. It was hard to see her old friend in the young man he turned into.

Still, she didn’t think it was a fake Isaac. And she was more than happy to see him. She chuckled as he apologized for not knowing her power. “It’s the kind of thing that is hard to write in letters, right?” Especially when you weren’t sure the other was a mutant or how they’d react to the news. She kept news of this to a minimum all this time. Speaking of her accident and the loss of her leg was far more easier to do. “Cats, really?” Tallulah knew a bit about this ability as she had another friend who could shift into any type of cat as well. “Sucks? Why would you say it sucks? You’d have preferred another animal? Like dolphins,” she teased him, referring of course to the football team he loved so much.

She shook her head as he apologized again. “It was not your fault. And I left too eventually.” With the hospital bills and everything, they had to move to a smaller apartment. She moved too. Maybe not as far but they were both kids, they couldn’t prevent it. “Plus we always tried to stay in touch, right? And you’re here. Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re here!” she exclaimed, smiling at this. She wanted to jump in his arms again but she was not sure if she should. She dared not.

She was pretty sure she had been blushing at his word. Saving grace? She couldn’t believe she had that kind of effect on anyone. She looked down too, in the hope he wouldn’t see what it did to her to hear that. She shook her head again. Why was he apologizing for stuff that didn't matter? “No I understand,” she assured. Had she been able to stay closer to her mother, she would have too. “I never thought we’d see again,” she admitted with a low voice. She was smiling though, glad to be proven wrong.

[Isaac Reid]

Isaac would have liked to think that if it wasn’t for him getting cancer and having to stay in the hospital all those years he wouldn’t have become a football player, nor would he have worked so hard to get to where he was at physically. He believed the pain and suffering had happened for a reason, and he was grateful for that, because he knew there were a lot of people who didn’t have that luxury to say what he was able to. Isaac remembered the incident that Tallulah was in, and was heartbroken when his father had decided to leave the state, much less the country so soon after the incident. He wanted to ask about it, he wanted to ask how she has been with coping with the issue but something stopped him, something in him knew she probably didn’t want to talk about it; just like he never wanted to talk about him having cancer. It happened, it was in the past, there was no need to keep talking about it.

“Yeah… Especially since the schools seem to be adamant about keeping our powers a secret, I was always afraid someone else was going to get my letters” Who that person was? Maybe some psycho who worked at the postal office? “Yeah cats… It’s not a lame as it sounds, cause I can turn into big cats. I can also talk while in cat form.” Isaac chuckled at her comment, “No, Miss thang, I wouldn’t want it to be dolphins either. It’s just that when I turn into the cat it’s very painful, I can feel all my bones being distorted, and my intestines being altered it’s not pleasant.”

It kind of sucked that both their parents had to go through the hospital bills. Isaac tried very hard to get a job once he had moved to Bellefonte to help pay the medical bills, especially since he knew his father wanted to retire but he couldn’t till the dept to the hospitals were paid off. “yeah, our childhood kind of sucked didn’t it?” He couldn’t blame Tallulah’s mother for leaving, and he couldn’t blame his father for leaving either, it was just how it was meant to be. “Yeah we did try.” It was hard at time, but he always made it a point to keep in touch. “I can’t believe I am either, but I’m glad I am. And I’m glad you’re here too! To think if we both weren’t mutants we would still be apart.” Maybe there was such a thing as fate, or destiny.

Isaac couldn’t help but step forward and wrap his arms around his best friend in a hug that he hoped would never end. It had been so long since they had seen each other face to face, and he knew they had some work ahead of them. They weren’t where they used to be friend wise, Isaac felt like there was now this gap between them. “I never thought we would see each again either. But I guess the worlds collided and wanted us to be together again.”

[Tallulah Wright]

Tallulah still couldn’t fully get over the transformation her friend went through. She recognized him because of something in his face, his eyes and all, but the rest... It made her wonder if she changed. She didn't think so. The most drastic of change, except for the obvious puberty, was currently hidden underneath a pant’s leg. She couldn’t help looking down at it. She shook herself up though and gave Isaac a smile. His transformation was for the best. She had been so relieved and happy for him when she found out he was out of remission and could say he beat cancer.

She nodded. There were just so many reasons to explain why they didn't talk to each other about their powers. “Plus, you never know. Maybe the other person receiving the letters wouldn’t like to find out you’re different. Freaks I think some people like to call us...” To her, it had been the major reason why she kept as quiet as possible about her power, hinting only as much as she could. If he read into it and got she was a mutant because he lived through the same, good, if not, she preferred him not to know. He had been her oldest, closest friend, she didn’t want to take the risk telling him would ruin it all.

She shook her head at the thought his power could be lame. “Not at all. I had a friend here who had the same kind of power, is all,” she explained. She laughed with him about the dolphin thing. The smile was soon replaced by a wince though as he explained the side-effects of his ability. “Ouch. I bet. You went through enough pain like that, you didn’t need a power that gave some more to you.” Just because he could take some didn’t mean he should suffer endlessly. If one deserved a break from it, it was Isaac. “I create illusions. It’s not that awesome either. I can’t, like, make them out of thin air, I have to lock onto the person and implant it in their brain. Not sure I’ll be using it a lot.” If they were to give them power, make them different, the least they could do was to give them some cool powers. She failed to see a purpose in hers. But she’d be more than happy to live a normal, non-mutant life, so she didn’t really mind to have a gift she’d never use.

Tallulah was like Isaac, she blamed no one for the separation they went through. She nodded in agreement. “But we made it through, that’s the most important. Look where we are.” She made a move of her hand to show indeed where they were now, compared to the kids they used to be. They went past the hard times, now they could only wish the rest would be better. She chuckled a bit. It was true that, had just one of them not been a mutant, seeing each other like that would have proven difficult at best. “Yeah...” she said, her voice trailing off.

She flinched at the sudden hug but smiled and hugged him back. It was weird, to be hugged by someone of his stature but it also felt good. It was Isaac after all. Her smiled widened a bit at his words. “Yeah,” She pulled from his embrace to look at him. “You settled in fine? You joined clubs and everything? Wait, come in,” she said with a little laugh, inviting him in. She was not sure it was right for a guy to be a the girl’s dorms, and she was certain some of her roommates would complain, but she didn’t care. If they ever did complain, they could still go elsewhere to catch up. It was not like they would be in an improper position, she just wanted for them to sit and talk.