Roswell Fanatics

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so, just here to say that I'm well, still here and ready to continue if someone else is also still willing to play/has the time to continue

OOC -- I really want to go on with this. A lot! This RP is great. Where did everyone go?

We'd all agreed that a jump in time was good. Let me know if this is okay. Trude, Kyle's working sports, so is their Saturday work going to be at a game?



*Michael*

I'm feeling great as the day ends on Friday. Linda slides over to say good-bye and I wrap my arms around her tiny waist as I step into the elevator with her. She works in accounting but I ran into her at lunch. She's been a perfect work-place girl-friend. "I'll see you on Monday, beautiful," I tell her smoothly. I kiss her deeply and then give an appreciative 'woah'. "I'll be missing you."

"You better be," she tells me, seriously. "I see the webcasts. I know about those other girls."

I shrug. It's true. I've gone out cruising the clubs most every night while most of the house sits around doing something boring, I'm sure. I've met a lot of great girls and have had a great time with a few of them. I don't know why I even tried to hook up with Maria. This is so much more fun.

"But I'm always here for you, aren't I?" I ask with a grin as we step out of the elevator. "I gotta go. I'll see you on Monday," I say giving her one more gentle kiss before disengaging from her. I gotta get my own car. Catching a ride with everyone really sucks. I got my eye on a little motorcycle down at the dealership. Hopefully I can get down there this weekend.

I head out to the parking lot and join the rest of this group.


*Max*

Friday night. Normally this would be a great end-of-the-week relief, but Kyle has us signed up to do some appearance tomorrow. Thankfully, that'll only be a few hours and we will be able to sleep late, but it's not like most Fridays.

More, it's been a very hard week. Liz has been as beautiful and amazing as ever. It's so hard to be near her knowing that she's not even slightly interested. I haven't dared to ask Alex if it's true that she'd been complaining about me to him, but I've tried to avoid doing anything that might upset her. I do talk to her all the time, but I try to keep it light and friendly. I don't want to lose her as a friend.

Tess is great, but I find myself drifting farther and farther from her emotionally. We're great friends and we've had lots of quality 'private time.' Her kisses are amazing but that's as far as it goes. I just can't seem to feel anything more for her when my heart is so focused on Liz.

We all head out to the cars and I'm expecting Tess to ride with me as usual. Maybe Alex and Liz, too. "Where do you all want to go tonight?" I ask.

hm, how about somethign like motor cross? and I'll try to post later

those aren't really getting the story further but it's a start, I guess


KYLE

Finally it's Friday and I can't even enjoy the upcoming weekend totally because I have to work tomorrow! Sure, it could be worse than a motor cross event where the radio is one of the sponsors and broadcasting the show where some starlets and wannabe stars will perform. But still ... work is work!

At least Tess and I area getting better along each day, I#m positive that soon, she'll realize that she's with the wrong man in this house.





ALEX

It's been a week since Kyle mentioned the thing that should not have been mentioned and things are calming down again. Isabel and I are getting along almost as well as before Kyle's unnecessary hints even though there still are some awkward moments.

Otherwise there hasn't been much drama in the house. No one almost drowned again or hit somebody else or got so drunk that he or she didn't find the right bed. Guess those were all nervous accidents thanks to the new surroundings and people.

Luckily, I don't have to work tomorrow but I'll still be at the event since I think all eight of us will be there. That might be a good oportunity for some group dynamics to appear. After all; I still haven't talked much with Michael so far but I did have a few nice chats with Maria.

But who knows, with the upcoming weekend, we might get some drama here.

And I am back.

ISABEL

The weekend is here at last. What a relief. Having a nine to five job is such a drag. I don’t think its something that I’m going to do when I get back to New York. Although spending Daddy’s money doesn’t seem to be a option either. For some strange reason I want more out of life. I am just not sure what I want to do yet. Or who I want to do it with.

I am still so confessed about my feelings for Alex. Not that I would willingly admit that to anyone. Things between Alex and me have sorted gone back to normal. There’s still the awkward moments. Those moments when I catch him looking at me when he doesn’t think that I am paying too much attention or those moments when I stare at him a moment too long. Embarrassed smiles, awkward touches and blushes seem to fill those moments. I don’t know what to do.

I walk towards my car, which is parked in-between the mini van and Max’s jeep. Most of the gang is already there.

"Where do you all want to go tonight?" I hear Max ask everyone as I unlock my car with a click of a button.

“Somewhere with a lot of tequila.” I say with a easy grin.

Alex

“Somewhere with a lot of tequila.”

I chuckle slightly at that. I already figured out that it wouldn't be smart to go into a drinking contest with Isabel, she'd wipe the floor with me!

"I know this one mexican bar, not that far away from us that has lots of tequilla." Kyle pipes up. Why am I not surprised that he knows where to find the perfect bar. "There's also one I know that has a slight *Coyote Ugly* vibe if you get my drift." He adds, wiggling his eyebrows.

"You won't start dancing on their bar, will you?" I ask with a mock frown.

"Shut it, Whitman." he glares at me, causing me to laugh. "I think they have strippers though. Who doesn't like strippers?"

The smile leaves my face and I briefly glance at Isabel, hoping she won't say anything embarrassing.

"Strippers are overrated." I mutter quietly before turning to Max. "How about some place with live music? And tequilla, of course."

ISABEL

“Like oh my God, strippers?!? That sounds exactly like the type of place I want associate myself with.” I say with as much sarcasm as I could muster. I wonder if Kyle ever thinks before he speaks. Maybe he was dropped on his head as a baby. It would explain so much.

“Strippers are overrated.” Alex mutters quietly. “How about some place with live music? And tequila, of course."

“Oooh, live music and tequila. That sounds like my kind of night.” I reply before Max has a chance to open his mouth. “I heard there’s this new bar down near the beach front. Its meant to be amazing.”

Alex

“Like oh my God, strippers?!? That sounds exactly like the type of place I want associate myself with.”

I look back towards the main building of the radio, so no one - or at least Kyle - can see me grin at Isabel's words. I knew I could count on her.

"Strippers are people like you and me! Nothing's wrong with them" Kyle points out at the same time as Isabel says, “I heard there’s this new bar down near the beach front. Its meant to be amazing.”

Oohh! That sounds interesting but I so need more details.

"And what kind of music is it? I mean ... they won't have people singing karaoke there? Or some Britney Spears wannabes?" I ask in fake horror but seriously ... who wants to hear that?

ISABEL

"And what kind of music is it? I mean ... they won't have people singing karaoke there? Or some Britney Spears wannabes?"

“Alex, it hurts me that you would think that I would ever suggest us going somewhere that isn’t 100% the place to be. There is no karaoke, I promise. Its meant to be a really laid back kind of place. The perfect place to waste some time after a day at the office. And FYI Kyle, even strippers wouldn‘t be desperate enough to go near you.”