Roswell Fanatics

*TESS*

i head back to my apartmant after eating at the crashdown , will smith burger ,I can stop laughing it was surpremely corny but fun.

i pull out the key from my purse and unlock the door, step through and close it behind me. Boxes clutter me new living room floor. i sigh.

"i'll sort it out tomorrow" i have a couple of pens and notebooks in bag on the floor that will do for tomorrow, im to tired to unpack it all now. i head past the little kitchenet and through the door that leads to my new bedroom. My double bed made up with a blood red dooner and black satin sheets and a ton of pillows scattered on it the only thing i have unpacked is my bed , i walk over and flop down upon it not even bothering to cover myself with the dooner ,as soon as my head hits the pillow im asleep.

**dream**

"WHAT IS THIS!!!?" Nascedo yells at an 8year old me , grabbing my wrists to pull me towards him

"let go it hurts.." i whimper looking at my wrist ,its chaffing where he has hold of it.

"WHAT IS THIS!!!!!" he screams at me again.

" its..its a fathers day card" He huffs and snorts looking at me disgustedly

"iam not your father you filthy little half breed and while im being forced to look after you ,you will not, WILL NOT participate in these stupid little human traditions do you understand me!!?" i nod and he lets go of my wrist and pushes me away so hard i fall against the wall and slid down to the floor , he looks at me and then rips up the card tossing the pieces to the floor then walks out of the room muttering about 'stupid humans'

**end of dream**

i wake pulling my wrist to my chest. i can feel the tears starting to well in my eyes i harshly wipe them from my eyes ,feeling stupid for crying over him again

"no more!" i take a deep breath and stand i see my watch sitting on a box beside my bed ,i slept for 4 1/2 hours. i wont get back to sleep now, may aswell unpack some stuff.

~Alex~

I watch as Liz walks away. What has gotten into her latley. With a sigh I start the car and back out of the driveway.

Michael

As I get ready for school today, I move like a slug. I didn't get any sleep last night, because whenever I shut my eyes all I saw was the bullet wound and Maria's face.

Getting dressed, I throw on the usual tee and jeans, spend too much time gelling my hair, and walk across the hall to Liz's room. It is sort of routine, but lately I don't know why I even bother; she is never there anymore.

After a quick breakfast, a stress relieving ride to school on the bike, I finally walk through the front doors, and instantly feel paranoid. It's like everyone is staring at me, even though I know it's all in my head.

I see Alex in the distance, but veer off, not even bothering to say hi. I know he's still angry, so I'm going to give him some space. Turning a corner, I don't look where I'm going and bump head on into a girl who's innocently walking the other way. "Umph. Sorry," I mutter, looking up to see who it is...

(We're gonna start next day people, if that's alright!)

*Maria*

Upon waking I find myself battered and alone on the cold hard floor.
I wince at the pain that spreads across my cheek like wild fire.

"Ouch. That's going to leave a mark." I mutter self deprivatingly.

"I'm must have really pissed him off. He never hits me in the face." I tell myself as I attempt to pick up th shattered pieces of myself up of the floor.

However like the broken glass I had been lying in. I can't be put back together.

I raise up a large piece of the cracked mirror up as I study my own feature. Just as I suspected I have a blue and black bruise across my right cheek.

"Shit. I can't go to school looking like this." I look around anxiously to find that Hank as already left for work.

I take a quick shower trying to wash away the evidence of his outburst, but much too my dismay bruises don't come clean.

Throwing on some clothes I start down the road. I don't know where exactly I'm headed. I can't let Kyle od Izzy see me like this or they'd know. I can't go to school. I'm just stuck. Remembering I told the new girl I'd see her there I suck it up and make it to the school befoe the bell rings. Unfortunately someone is in a hurry because this guy nearly runs over me.

"Watch where you are going."[/i I mumble before I see who it is.

It's him! The guy with the piercin brown eyes that saved me.

"Uh. Hi." I mumble unable t think of something half way intelligent to add.

Michael

"Watch where you are going." The girl mumbles, and when I see her face, I nearly jump in the air and start running. It's her. Maria, the girl from the restaurant. I mean, I'd seen her before, because she's friends with Alex, but suddenly I'd just been seeing a lot more of her.

"Sorry," I mumble out, a half smile on my face, and she apparently recognizes me, because at the same time she says "Uh, Hi."

"Hi, um, Maria?" I ask, as if I can't remember her name. Yeah right. There were so many people screaming it yesterday at the restaurant that it's been drilled into my head.

"Sorry I bumped into you. I was, uh, kind of in a rush..." I trail off, feeling like an idiot. She almost died yesterday, and all I can say is hi? That's when I notice the bruise on her face. It wasn't there yesterday. In horror, I open my mouth. Oh god, I didn't just do that, did I?

"Um, I didn't just give you that bruise, did I?" I say, mouthing my own idiotic thoughts? Great, now she's going to hate me. For all I know, it could be from the restaurant yesterday, and now she's gonna think that I gave her another one. Nice first impression.

*Maria*

"Hi, um, Maria?" He inquires. I simply knod unable to find my voice. I must look like a idiot.

"Sorry I bumped into you. I was, uh, kind of in a rush..."
His eyes scan my face and then his beautiful eyes fill up with horror. Oh no he's looking at me like there's something wrong. Maybe he realized he's not suppoused to chat with the welfare chick, and that this will totally ruin his reputation.

"Um, I didn't just give you that bruise, did I?" he stammers shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other.

Self consiously I raise my hand up to my cheek. Ouch that smarts.

"Um.. No. I fell." Oh great one gurein ,because that doesn't sound like an excuse if I ever heard one, but it's the same on I gave Iz and Kyle about when I got shock so might as well usse the same one. I am a terrible liar.

"So your Michael. You play in Alex's band and do freelance medical work?" I try making an attempt to figure out what exactly happened yestersday.

Michael

"Um.. No. I fell." She says, and I can tell she's lying. Because that's when I see the bruised arm in my mind again. I know I shouldn't pry, so I just, sort of accept it for now, and, well, leave it at that.

"So your Michael. You play in Alex's band and do freelance medical work?" Maria asks, changing the subject, and I almost fall for it. Almost.

"Um, yeah, I'm in Alex's band," I reply, steering away from the whole healing thing. We're in public, and I can't just freely say, Oh, Hi, yeah, I'm an alien with special healing powers. Yes, like those green guys on TV.

*Maria*

"Um, yeah, I'm in Alex's band," he statss carefully avoiding the whole healing thing. Hmmm.

"Alex played me a tape of your newest song the other day. You guys can really wail." I offer remembering how I was haunted by the charasmatic voice in the background. Meeting the man behind the voice is just a little too much.

"I better go." I say quickly before I lose my nerve. I can't get involved. I have to be a Stone Wall I remind myself. No matter how he makes me feel.

Michael

"Alex played me a tape of your newest song the other day. You guys can really wail." Maria says, and I smile.

"Oh, thanks. Yeah, we try." I was actually quite impressed with that new song, it was more my style; Alex and I had spent a lot of time on the lyrics and rythym.

She starts to shift from one foot to another, probably feeling a little awkward, and then says quickly, "I better go." I realize that the bell has already rung, and feeling even more idiotic, move to get out of her way.

"Sorry, I didn't want to make you late," I add stupidly, smiling again, as I look into her pretty face. That bruise is so ugly, it shouldn't be allowed to stay on such a pretty face. I would heal it for her, but then Alex might just kill me in the middle of the school, so I decide against it.

Standing there, I feel a little embarrased by my body, which apparently isn't working, and has stuck me to the floor. "I should probably get to class..."

*Maria*

"Sorry, I didn't want to make you late," He replies with a sweet smile. Wow, I love the way his eyebrow droops a little when he's thinking pretty intensely about something. He's probably wondering what i am still doin here. For some reason I don't want to leave.

His cheeks flush making me feel warm all over. Maybe he's not like the rest of this school. Maybe he's...different.

"I should probably get to class..." He trails off looking a little torn.

"Don't worry about making me late. They are happy if I stay long enough to fall asleep in class." Attempting a smile I find it hurts too bad. Stupid Hank. He always finds a way to ruin everything.