Roswell Fanatics

Michael

"Ok, when" Liz asks with a sigh, and I sort of half smile at her.

"As soon as he's available." The sooner I meet him, the sooner I can either accept him and Liz or beat him up. Maybe I should convince her to let Alex come too...or not.

Liz

"As soon as he's available." Michael said. I study him carefully. I wonder what will he do if he does meet Max? Will he kill him? Will he like him and accept my relationship with him? I don't know, but my bones are shaking.

"He's avilable now..."I said nervely. I hope this turn out great and if Michael doesn't like him, then I know that Max know how I feel about him. Even if Michael tries to tear us apart, which I know won't work. Our love is stronge, it will survive whatever we come across.

Michael

"He's avilable now..." Liz says, and I can tell she's nervous about how I'll react.

"Okay, well, the rents won't be home for a while, and I'm up for going now," I say brightly, standing up. "You?" The sooner the confrontation the better.

Liz

"Okay, well, the rents won't be home for a while, and I'm up for going now,You?" he ask.

"Sure..." I said, I pick up the clothes I throw at Michael earlier, I put the in my bed and come back out where Michael was waiting, "ok...lets go" I said walking down the steps and throught the front door. I look at see Michael closing the door behind him, and I begain to walk down the street. I didn't say much, because I was so afraid of what is going to happen. As we walk I stop in from of the building of Max's. "He lives here..." I said as I go inside. I walk up the steps intil I was in the fourth floor. I stop in front of B4, Max's door. I look at Michael and then knock.

I see Max open the door, and in clothes, thank God. "Hi Max..." he looks at me nerves and at Michael. "Can we come in?" I said softly.

*Maria*

Walking into The Crashdown I spot Tess immediately. She's sitting in my section in a booth all by herself. Okay so this is too weird.

That message she sent in my head must have been real. Either that or theres a new theory. I am crazy and all of this is all just in my head. Hmmm. I'll go with the first one.

Sliding in next to her I am more than happy to see a friendly face. Things didn't exactly end well with Michael and now I am pretty sure he is disgusted by me. Could it get any worse?

"Hey." I manange a weak greeting.

~~~~~MAX~~~~~
I sigh as I hear a knock on the door. I had been having a nap...earlier events had...tired me.
I open the door...
"Hi Max..."
Liz....and a guy....
Who looks like her.
Oh God Im about to die.
"Can we come in?"
I move out of the way of the door. "Uh huh"
I quickly move away and sit on the chair.

*TESS*

maria slides into the booth beside me and im instantly feeling more calmer

"hey" i know when she's ready she'll tell me where she was.

*Maria*

Her greeting is as enthusiastic as mine. Apparently she wants me to start so I lean forward so not everyone hears the private convo.

"So.. I went home last night and Hank was there. He got laid off and want to take it out on me in more sick and perverted ways then usual." I narrow my eyebrow suggestively so she gets the point.

"Anyways, I didn't know where you lived and I had no where to go so I..." Why is this so hard?

"So I went to Michael and spent the night with him. I slept in his sisters room and it was completely innocent i can assure you. This morning I told him what happened nad now I think that he's disgusted by me." Giving an uneasy fake laugh I continue.

"Who can blame him though. I mean I am even disgusteds with myself." I mutter self depricatingly.

*TESS*


as Ria finishes her story im madder than hell and wanna scream

"dont worry ..we'll sort hank out tonight"i reach over and grab her hand i dont want her to think im angry with her

"and as for him or you being disgusted in you ...neither of you should be ,hanks a sick fuck whos about to get his just deserts"

*Maria*

She places her hand on top of mine and I am instantly comforted. I am very thankful to have Tess during all this. She has been such a wonderful friend. Friend? It's odd. The only person I have ever been close to is Isabel and I ahve never called her my friend. I guess I was afraid if I ever admitted it out loud something would happen to her just for hanging out with me.

"I really appreciate that." My eyes dart over to the table Michael normally sits at. I don't know why i even care what he thinks. He's just some guy, but for some reason that michael boy's opinion matters to me.