Roswell Fanatics

Alex

"What is going on here?" I ask glaring from him to her "What does it look like?""I was just about to pleasure my boyfriend before you barged in here. BITCH!

"Don't ever come near me again."

I've been completly shocked by the events of the last five minutes. First, Leanna, who I hoped to never see again, appears in my bedroom, acting like nothing ever went wrong between us and then Isabel appears too.

"About time the chick leaves." Leanna comments with a bored look on her face.

Hearing the front door slam shut, I finally come out of my stupor. "Get the hell out of my life." I hiss at Leanna before sprinting after Isabel.

Throwing the front door open, I yell Isabels name as I run after her, cursing softly under my breath when some rocks cut through the skin on my feet. Luckily for me, Isabel's not moving that fast so I can catch up to her, saying a silent prayer that my towel is still in place.

"Isabel please, it's not what it looked like. I can explain." I cry when I reach her, grabbing one of her arms to stop her.

Isabel

I hear his front door open to I start walking quicker towards my car but he catches up with me,"Isabel please, it's not what it looked like. I can explain."

I flinch away when he grabs my arm,"Don't you dare touch me you...LIAR! I trusted you and you, you betrayed me.I was such a fool. I never want to see you again...EVER."

Running to my car I open the door.

Alex

"Don't you dare touch me you...LIAR! I trusted you and you, you betrayed me.I was such a fool. I never want to see you again...EVER."

I freeze as if slapped. God, so far, Leanna always only hurted me, something I could deal with but now she also hurt Isabel. God, I can't lose her because of Leanna. I won't.

When she opens the door of her car, I quickly move forward again, putting one hand onto the door. "Isabel, please let me explain. I know that situation looked horrible but I was as surprised to see her as you were."

Isabel

He stops me from opening my car door and I whirl around angrily,ready to slap him,"Isabel, please let me explain. I know that situation looked horrible but I was as surprised to see her as you were."

"Save it Alex...I've heard excuses before so I am not going to fall for yours.God! I thought you wouldn't hurt me but you're just like Grant. So please don't waste your time on my account and to spare my feelings.Go back inside and have fun with your lady friend." I say and open the car door

But before stepping inside I decide to be a little vindictive,"On second thought I just have one more thing to do." with that I rip his towel off him and get in to my car locking the door,his towel with me and I drive off home.The carnival is the last place I want to be right now.

Alex

On second thought I just have one more thing to do.

With that, my towel is gone and others might not notice it but there is a cool breeze blowing today. My hands automatically go up to cover myself which is good since my brain is still not working properbly as I continue to stand and stare after Isabel's car.

"But I love you." I whisper. Five minutes too late of course. Glancing to my right, I nod at Mrs. Andrews, not at all surprised that she is looking through the window. She is always *guarding* her street after all. I better head inside before she calls the cops.

How could things go so wrong when life was so grande just 6 hours ago? Dazed, I close the door behind me, Leanna's voice behind me startling me out of it.

"Mhm, looks like you are ready for me."

"Just get out Leanna and never come back or I'll call the cops." I respond, not having the energy to sound angry. Grabbing Leanna's arm, I open the door, not really caring about the nakedness (she's seen me naked before after all) and push her out. "I mean it. Get out of my life!"

With that, I close the door in her face before leaning against the door in despair. I can't even blame Leanna 100 % for this, after all, I wasn't able to explain the situation to isabel so it is also just as much my fault as Leanna's.

I briefly glance at my cell phone before deciding against that idea. I don't want to call Isabel while she's driving and risk her having a crash.

The carnival! Of course, the other girls will be there and she will most likely want to talk to them! And if she's not there then ... well then ... I'll try it at her apartement but ... she's probably with the girls, right.

I almost run out the door before I realize that i'm still naked and I don't want to give my neighbors a show again so I dash into my bedroom to change, all teh while planning my apology.

~LIZ~

I shake my head at the food vendor standing in front of me. "You can't charge people $5 for a small bag of cotton candy and then only give a dollar a bag to the charity. The whole reason people are coming tonight is for the kids! What kind of example are you setting if you do that?" I'm angry. We had all this worked out weeks ago but now this guy is trying to change things at the last minute. Where is Mark with that contract?

"How can I make a profit if I give all the money away? It takes money to run one of these stands!" he argues with me.

I know my eyes must be almost black with my fury at that statement. “Jackson, What the hell are you talking about?” I growl out. “All the food was donated and I know that the popcorn and cotton candy machines are paid for. What expenses, other than labor, could you possibly have?!”

“Besides, according to your contract, you agreed to donate 80% of your earnings tonight towards the charity for the kids,” Mark says from behind me, thrusting the contract in the man’s face. I smile at him and then smirk at Jackson, crossing my arms over my chest.

“You can’t argue with your contract. If you want to charge people $5 for cotton candy, that’s fine by me but 80% of that…that’s $4 by the way, goes to the charity. And don’t think we won’t sue you for breach of contract if you try to cheat those kids,” I tell him in my best business tone.

Jackson backs down quickly enough and I thank Mark for his help just as the bus full of kids pulls in front of the fairgrounds. I smile as I watch them all jump off the bus, trying to picture what it would be like to be a mother. I can’t and I frown. My smile quickly returns, however, when Jeanie, the director of the charity organization steps off and waves when she spots me. I wave back, thinking she’s way over dressed in her nice slacks and blouse. I’m more sensibly dressed in my dark blue jeans and blue flannel shirt. The shirt is my father’s but he never wears it. I have the sleeves rolled up and my hair is pulled back with barrettes on either side.

“Hey, Liz,” Jeanie says coming up to me. Behind her trail a couple of kids who look to be between the ages of 8 and 14.

Handing me a clipboard, she points out some papers I need to sign. I greet her and the kids with a warm smile and sign the papers. When she takes the clipboard back, she hands me a piece of paper with 4 names on them. Looking up at her in confusion, I ask, “What’s this?”

“Those are the kids you’ll be looking after for the next two hours,” she answers. When I start to protest, she hurries to add, “They’re good kids, Liz, and I’m afraid I’m down one chaperone. You don’t mind do you? They really need somebody to look after them.” She smiles and beckons the kids forward before I can say anything. “This is Charles, he’s 7. Natalie is 10, Kristin is 11, and Ronnie is 13. I know you all will have loads of fun.” Then she’s gone and I’m left standing there with those kids.

I smile at them, wondering what I’m supposed to do. Max is supposed to meet me here in a few minutes. I didn’t know I’d be babysitting at this thing. Not that I usually mind, I just don’t want to scare Max off! Help!

Isabel

I drive away from Alex's house just glancing in the rear-view mirror once.If I wasn't so angry,hurt and betrayed right now I might actually laugh at the sight of him standing at the curb like that,open to the four winds. I sincerely hope that all his neighbours are standing at their windows right now.

One tear rolls down my cheek and I swipe it away savagely with the back of my hand.I will not cry about another stupid man.Oh what a fool I am! What made me so trusting?His eyes,his voice,his promises??? I mean I know we weren't together that long and we had no set rules about dating other people but I just thought we'd be exclusive.I thougth we were on the same page.

I contemplate going to the carnival and talking to the girls but Liz is going to be too tied up with organizing it and Tess and Maria might be busy with Kyle and Michael.I don't want to dump on them and spoil their fun.Home is the best place for me right now.Alex Whitman better not come anywhere near me right now else I might be tempted to gouge his eyes out.

OOC: Sorry I'm just know getting to post. I'm working two jobs now and going to school so it's been a bit heatic. Michael and Maria got a little left behind so I tried to use this post to catch them back up. I hope it's alright with you alizaleven. If it's not just let me know and I'll change it.

*Maria*

"As you wish, my lady," He retorts with a sweet smile and a flirtatious wink. Glancing away with an uncharacterstically shyness I begin to reassess my situation. Why am I all of a sudden bashful? I should be weary and on guard of my feelings. I also should probably be angry and bitter that love has quite literally kicked my ass for the past couple of years. In all honesty, I should be a lot of things, but when I am with Michael, those insecurities melt away.

It is as if whenever he is close I forget all about how much he could hurt me or the possible repercussions of a doomed romance. Instead, I focus on how I feel in the moment and at this particular point in time, Euphoric is the only word that seems to do this feeling justice. Once passing through the door he inquires in a soft caring voice, "Are you hungry at all?" I ponder over that thought briefly, while he continues, "I don't think you were able to get anything at that table in there," He finishes while gesturing with his hand.

“Actually I didn’t, but to be frank I’m not feeling very well all of a sudden.” My head is beginning to throb and I sincerely wish the world would just stop spinning.” As if to physically stop the world from spiraling out of control, I place my left hand over my aching head. “I’m sorry to cut the evening short, but you’d better get me home. Unfortunately drinking on a empty stomach is a lesson I should have learned after the keg party of 98’.” He seems a bit disappointed but more worried about me than anything else.

Wow, a guy who cares more about your well being then getting laid. Those still exist? You do learn something new everyday. I guess Mr. Guerin has more than one surprise in him yet. It’s a good thing that I gave him directions to my house as soon as we got to the car because sleep overwhelms me and I find it impossible not to slip off to dream which is odd seeing as how I never sleep comfortably in cars. Maybe I’m just not a very trusting person but I like to make sure the person driving is alert and paying attention.

However, I have absolutely no trouble giving up control to Michael and trusting him to get me home in one piece. Still feeling a little under the weather, I was dead to the world once we arrived at our destination. The next thing I remember is my knight in faded denim lifting me out of the car and shifting my weight so that he could carry me up the stairs to my front door. Groggy but awake nonetheless I dig around for my keys in my tiny purse and unlock the door without my feet ever touching the floor.

He questions as to which the direction of my bedroom is and I mumble a barely audible “ That way.” Before fading back into dream land while in the safety of his protective arms. My last thought is how perfect it feels being cradled securely in his embrace. A woman could get used to such wonderfulness.

Dawn arrives and the sunlight pours through the silk curtains hugging my windows. Stretching I yawn a bit before opening my eyes to take in the beautiful day before me. My gaze focuses on the rumpled beautiful man lounging in what has to be an awkward position in the chair beside my bed. My first notion is to be a bit peeved perhaps even outraged but his light snoring accompanied by the content smile that defines his features erases all feelings of doubt to his honor.

I allow myself just a few moments to bask in the comfort of his company. My eyes trail over his long straight proud nose that is accented by prominent cheekbones and a lush almost sinful mouth that was created for the pleasure of a woman. His broad shoulders hold up a perfect frame leading me to his lean chiseled arms which held me so tight last night. Licking my lips I allow my imagination to run wild of the other aspects of his bodies that I’m unable to see do to his abundance of clothing.

He slept here all night just so he could take care of me. The revelation is a hard one for me to grasp. He had been a perfect gentlemen and had went above and beyond the call of duty my remaining with me to insure my well being. I’ll be damned.

Easing gently from the bed I use whatever grace I obtain to come in front of him without him stirring awake. I survey his magnificent features anxious to memorize ever-glorious detail so that I shan’t forget what Heaven truly looks like. Bending down ever so slightly I press my lips to his hoping just for one taste of paradise. That’s when his eyes flicker open and I am caught. Oh God. He was so great to me last night and I just woke him up by assaulting him with my mouth and fantasying about pawing at parts I've never seen let alone touched.

What was I thinking? I start to back away but his hand catches my wrist. My breath catches in my throat. i don't move or make a sound for fear of ruining the moment of perfect stillness. The only motion between us is the rise and fall of his chest as he takes in long deep breaths.

Alex

Jumping out of my car, I quickly head towards the area where the carnival is, taking my cell phone out as I walk. Dialing the number of one of my clients, I wait impatiently to pick up.

"Hey Frank, it's Alex Whitman. Yeah yeah ... no, everything's fine with the calculations, no worries. I'm calling because I have an ... order. I need you to send a bouquet of one dozen red roses to someone, every day for the next ... two weeks, okay? Yes, the most beautiful red roses. Yes, good and no ... no .. well .. no, forget it, okay yeah ... good yess .... yes, I will ... okay, good ... bye!"

I'm still hoping that Isabel will listen to me and we'll be okay again in ... an hour or so but if not, getting roses for two weeks should work for my favour. And if we do make up, it certainly won't hurt if she receives roses every morning before she leaves for work.

Okay, now I just have to find one of the girls, where are they? Why are there so many other people here? Gr, life hates me!

~LIZ~

I stand there smiling like an idiot at these kids, trying to figure out what to do with them when the youngest pipes up after spotting the cotton candy. Everyone else chimes in, begging for some too and I end up buying three bags for them to all share. It's as I'm paying Jackson for the cotton candy that I spot Alex looking a little lost and frantic...and no Isabel in sight. I frown a little at that. Then the kids start begging to go on one of the rides nearby. I grab Mark, who hadn't moved too far and ask him to watch them for a minute. He smiles and says he'll help get them on the ride and watch out for them.

Turning back, I walk over to Alex and tap him on the shoulder. "Looking for someone?" I ask him lightly.