Roswell Fanatics

ALEX

I sigh in relief when Isabel drops the questions about Max and Liz. Maybe I should talk to Liz about Isabel's interest or her thoughts of her *body language*.

“You wanna dance, Officer?”

I give her a mock glare at the nick name (which I'll never get rid off, I just know it).

"I don't know, doc, I mean, there are no poles in here for you."

ISABEL

“Well if you can manage to keep your clothes on while you dance I am pretty sure that I can make do without the pole!” I say seriously before grinning and tugging Alex to his feet. “And you know that you’re dying to dance with me so you might as well just give in to that desire.”

ALEX

I gulp as she's talking about desires and her. Do not come up with images, brain! Do not come up with images, brain!

We are on the way to the dance floor when I suddenly stop. "Isabel, I can not dance to *that* song!" I state seriously.

"Alex stop being such a baby ..." Isabel starts.

"Isabel, this is the song that ..." I run a hand through my hair nervously. I can't believe that I'm going to tell her this. "uh well ... the last time I danced to that song, I ... I ... started to ... take my clothes off."

Damn, I can feel myself blushing. "I totally despise that song now." I mumble, looking down at my feet embarrassed.

ISABEL

I cover my mouth to stop from laughing. I can’t believe that they are playing Alex’s stripping song. What are the odds? And why does he keep admitting this stuff to me?

“You can laugh,” Alex mumbles. “I know that you’re dying to so go a head.”

“I’m not going to laugh,” I start, biting back a smile. Obviously Alex has some problems with this song and its my duty as his friend to help solve them. “Can you be trusted not to take your clothes off?”

“You’re evil. You are so evil.” Alex says glaring at me.

Grabbing his hand again, I tug him towards the dance floor. “Come on, I’m going to help you make some happy memories to this song. Ones that don’t involving stripping.”

“Izzy…”

“I’m not taking no for an answer. Now get on that dance floor because you owe me a dance, Officer.”

*Max*

Feeling self-concious with Tess watching us, I pull back just a bit, slowing my steps until Liz and I are no longer dancing. There's less than a minute left to the song anyway, but I feel like I'm doing something wrong, although it felt so very right to have Liz in my arms.

My arm is still around her, her hand in mine, but I drop my gaze, looking at the floor. I feel like I should be apologizing for ending the dance, but there's something-else I feel I should tell her as the song ends. Raising my chin, I meet her gaze. "Liz, I ..." I start, unsure. She looks at me expectantly, which only makes my throat seem to close up.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and look around to see Liz's dad. "Excuse me, Mr. Evans. Do you mind if I have a birthday dance with my daughter?"

"Oh, of course not, Mr. Parker," I say, stepping back. It's probably just as well. I don't know how I was going to tell her without sounding like an idiot.

I step back as Mr. Parker puts his arms around Liz. I notice that Tess and Kyle have continued dancing as the new song comes up, so I slide away towards the bar again.


*Mr Parker* (temping)

Taking Liz in my arms, I start dancing. Luckily, it's another slow song. Or not slow, exactly, it's got a nice tempo but its not very fast, either.

"You mom and I are heading back to the hotel in a few minutes, but I couldn't go without a dance with my favorite girl. Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" I tell Liz. The lighting here isn't the brightest, but I'm certain I see her cheeks growing red. "That young man Max is very nice. I'm so glad he was able to get us all included today."



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*Michael*

"What are you talking about? I didn't have anything to do with that!" I insist as Kels starts talking about the magazines. "Those were his."

"Michael. Nobody in the house knows but everyone-else does. They got you on camera buying the stuff," she says.

Damn. I was sure that the cameraman was busy with Kyle at the time... "Well, okay," I admit. "I had to do it. They were all treating him like he was some kinda hero. Even Alex. Nobody's that perfect."

The stunt had worked, too. Not as much as I'd hoped, but still, there were some signs of doubt about him afterwards...

KELS

Jealous much? I think to myself. Just because the girls weren't fawning over him … men!

"I don't think that people believe he's a hero, I mean, you are the one who saved Maria from drowning, not him so … don't act like the jealous ex-boyfriend. It doesn't become you."

Doesn't he realize that all that stuff won't make him look cool on tv?

"So, sorry about rambling about this. I have no right to tell you what to do. God, I sound like my mother! Sorry." I say with an apologetic smile.




ALEX

After being dragged onto the dance floor (yes, dragged!) I just stand there for a moment, watching Isabel dance, not moving myself. With a roll of her eyes, she punches me lightly (abuse of the abused!) and with a long suffering sigh that is met with another roll of eyes, I start dancing too.

"Did I already mention that you are evil?" I ask her over the loud music as I start to twirl her around. Lets see if she is a dizzy blonde!

ISABEL

“I think I may of got that memo,” I say, smiling brightly. I laugh in delight as Alex starts to spin me around. For the moment Jake and everything else is forgotten and I focus on having a good time, which isn’t really hard considering I am here with Alex. He has quickly become a close friend and I consider him one of my best friends in the house.

I let out a little gasp as I loose my footing but lucky, Alex is still playing knight in shining armor and he catches me before I hit the ground. Mental note; spinning around while wearing heals and having drunk cocktails is not a smart plan.

“My hero,” I murmur in his ear.

ALEX

I grin while watching Isabel having a blast. I'm surprised that not every guy here is staring at her, I mean, she is radiating!

Radiating and certainly a dizzy blonde! I better not tell her though that I twirled her that much on purpose, I like my family jewels functioning.

Oh crap, I might have twirled her too much. I can barely steady her before she almost falls down, that would have been embarrassing.

“My hero,” she mumbles in my ear and I quickly put her in a standing position again before I do something stupid like drooling over her or even worse, start kissing her. That won't be good since we just got good friends.

"Yeah well, it's a hard job but someone's got to do it." I state nervously, looking around so I won't have to look at her because, like I said, she is radiating and I don't want to do something incredibly stupid.

"Oh, it's a different song!" I say, just noticing this. "Thank God!" I cry relieved, still looking around the dance floor for something to distract me.

ISABEL

“Are you okay, Alex?” I ask with a frown when he refuses to make eye contact with me. Maybe I shouldn’t have forced him to dance to that song, maybe I should stop with all the stripper references, maybe that’s why he’s acting all weird. But how can it be that when he didn’t start acting weird til he stopped me from hitting the floor.

He nods but still seems pretty distracted. He’s probably thinking about his date with that trampy redhead tomorrow. Ugh! I don’t know how he can even bear the thought of spending time with her. She just so…ugh!

“I’m gonna get a drink then.” I tell him before heading towards the bar without waiting for an answer.

ALEX

My head snaps up when Isabel leaves like that. Damn, what have I done now? God, did she notice that I like her? Damn! And I'm standing here, all alone on the dance floor, looking like a total loser. Women!

Quickly running after Isabel, I catch up with her just as she reach the bar.

"Hey, what's wrong? Did I do something?" Of course I did, why else would she be leaving. "If I did then I'm truly sorry for ... whatever I did."

Apologizing would be eaier if I knew for sure that she is pissed because of me liking her but ... what else did I do to her that was so bad? Okay, I called her doctor and mentioned poles but ... she started this!