Roswell Fanatics

Christen

Can't believe I forgot Christen's picture! lol... Well there he is .

I have no inspiration for Maria right now but eh whatever.

Maria

I politely excuse myself from the guy I was talking to and slide across the room, heading in the direction of Quinn and Angela. Both of them seem to be caught up in conversation and that's why I need, I don't feel like being here anymore but I can't leave. What would people think? It's far too early to go home and I haven't even begun mingling.

But tonight my hearts just not in it, I don't feel like ruining unsuspecting males lives even though they deserve it.

Christen


"Baby." She cooes into my ear, "Be a sweetie and go get me a drink?" I sigh but get up and head into the kitchen.

We have guests over, nothing new it seems like there's people here all the time. I'm also tired of my girlfriend even her voice makes me feel sick, it's so sugary and fake. I don't tell her this though, Gabby'd break up with me just like that and suprisingly that's not what I want.

Because unlike what people say about Gabby she's not a bad person, she's not super fake, super dumb, super stuck up, and just overall mean person the press make her out to be. Gabby has a heart and a brain, she actually cares about more then just what shoes she's going to buy tomorrow.

The problem is I just can't connect with her, maybe because we come from different worlds? Maybe because we're only together because it's expected of us? Because we match? I'm not comfortable in her world, with all of it's parties, mingling, drinks, pictures, fans, people, lies, money. I can't even remember anymore why I'm putting myself through all of this, why I'm living a lie.

"Here you go," I say as I sit back down, handing over the bottle of water.

"Thanks," She pecks me on the cheek and I lean back into the couch, watching as she turns on her charm to a bunch of nameless strangers.

~Michael~

"You have guts Michael. I like that. I like that very much!"

I shrug. "I believe in saying what I think and if people don't like me because of it, they can blow themselves." I tell him as we walk to his office.

"I'm not a very trusting person Alejandro and I'm not into acts. Guess I'm a be yourself or shut the hell up kind of guy." I say as I sit in one of the chairs.

Isabel

As we sit down, Alex asks what kind of bookstores we own.

"Well I guess we pretty much own, it's like a borders, but more trendy, we got a lot of romance novels, we got a little kind of everything you know, with me Tess, Liz, and Maria, we got a lot of different variety, I guess becuase we're all kind of different in our own little way." I say as I smile.

"So how long you've known your friends for? What were their names, I know Kyle, but the other 2?" I ask.

I think i'm sounding like a Ditz now. I bite my lip, damn Isabel don't fuck up so early in the game.

was it already mentioned how the guys met? cause ... I don't remember - I'll change my post later if I'm writing something wrong - which I probably do

ALEX

I smile at Isabel before I start about my friends, "The one with the black hair is Max, believe it or not but he's actually a doctor." I can't help but laugh when she looks at me in disbelief, "He is more serious when he's working, he's pretty good, I promise. Well, then we have Michael, the one with the scowl. He is okay too, just likes to have a stonewall around him."

"I have known them for a while I don't even remember exactly how I met Max but I certainly met Kyle through him while I had my first encounter with Michael at a concert. How did you meet your friends?"

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Name: Gabrielle London
Age: 20/21
Status: Gabby is the girl you grow up wishing you were. She's the girl you see on the telly who looks like she's living a life you've only dreamt of. Gabby is intelligent, beautiful, rich and yes blonde. Most people see Gabby as the girl who has everything, a rich, stuck up, spolied bitch but that's not the real Gabby. She cares about the enviroment, she cares about animals and Gabby plans to one day make a change in the world. Gabby has done everything from designing to modeling, acting to singing, dancing to swimming. Now Gabby's mostly doing modeling and is currently in a relationship with a guy she loves but isn't in love with.
Motto: If you got it, flaunt it.
Quote: Don't hate me cause you ain't me

((Forgot to mention... Gabby is an heiress.. to what I'm not sure yet)

Kyle

"Before tonight, I hadn't seen him since I left home. That was ages ago, but enough about my cocky ex. He's not even relatively important right now. So... You got those flowers for me." Tess says, trying to change the subject. Not so fast little girl!

"...not even relatively important right now..." I say, shaking my head from side to side as I walk over to the wall and lean against it, my arms crossed against my chest.

"Relative to whom, exactly?" I ask, smiling devilishly. I can play this game all night, beautiful....all night long....

*Tess*

Laughing at his stubburn streak I walk up to him so that I have him pinned to the wall. He has no where to go now. I have him cornered.Sighing I tilt my head to the left letting my blonde curls fall to the side.I place my hands on his still crossed forearms and I reasure him.

"Andrew and I ended along time ago. We are done. I don't know what caused him to get all nostalgic, but those times are over, and I am not the same girl I was then. Which is great cause he is most definitely not the same guy."

For the first time I notice how close our bodies are. My side brushes up against him lightly and I almost shudder. Whoa! That was different. I take as step backward. I can't get this involved. Why does e make me feel this way. Come on Tessa! Get a hold of yourself he's just some guy. Get in. Get what you want, and Get out.

Kyle

“Andrew and I ended along time ago. We are done. I don't know what caused him to get all nostalgic, but those times are over, and I am not the same girl I was then. Which is great cause he is most definitely not the same guy."

Tess says, backing me into a corner and placing her tiny hands on my forearms. She smiles a reassuring, yet no less seductive smile, then proceeds to moves away.

“All right then Tess...” I say, smiling “Let’s say you and I get a table alone, and get to know each other a little better?”

Gabby

I'm so sleepy! I just want to curl up in my bed with Christen and fall asleep. That isn't going to happen, it's getting late and everyones still here. Not that I want them to leave, sure a small part of me wants them to just get out so I can throw on my Pj's but I've been trained for this. The long nights consiting of alcohol and lame ass jokes. The rich and famous aren't all they're cracked up to be, take it from me, someone who knows.

I've grown up around snobby rich people, famous people, crazy rich and famous people. Everyone envy's the life I lead because it looks polished and perfect on the outside, hell who in their right minds wouldn't want to live in a mansion and be able to buy whatever they desire? To be able to go on holiday's for week at a time, stay in beautiful hotels all over the world and just do whatever?

I'm telling you if I didn't live this life I'd want to but it's get old after a while, having to keep up apperances and be perfect all the time. I hate that I can't go out of my house half the time without having paparrazzi following close behind, that I can't just hang loose and do whatever without it ending up in the tabloids the following morning.

I didn't choose this life, I was born into it and I need to just suck it up and be the person I'm meant to be.