Roswell Fanatics

Title: The New Girl
Author: baby_bre
Rating: YTEEN-ADULT
Coupling: M/T S/L K/L M/M A/I
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell
Summary: What happens when the new girl turns Max's life upside down?
Authors notes: this is my first real attempt at UC writing... "Maria on the other side" doesn't count cuz i didn't have it planned to be UC when i started it! so be kind! hehe

(Cassie thanks for the banner I LOVE IT!!! you soo ROCK)





Walking into the building dread washes over me. How many times had I felt like this? How many times had I felt like the world had collapsed and here I am in another school in another town searching for them.... for him....

I move slowly down the hall as the people fly past in a blur, my head is already spinning and I don't want to go through this again. I don't want to be the girl everyone stares at, everyone wonders what you'll do. I don't want to be the enemy anymore.

Instead of thinking about this I take my mind off it and open the door marked office.

“Hi… I’m here to pick up my schedule.” I say thankful my voice didn’t crack.

"And your name is?" The petite lady who had been raising her eyebrows at me says in an annoyed voice. It's her job to help me and she'd standing here acting like I'm some sort of bug that's run across her table, what the hell is up with that?

“Tess Harding.” I say without falter.

“I’ll be back in a moment.” She says and she walks into another room leaving me alone with my thoughts.

Why did Nascedo bring me here? After all this time of staying in place why did he have to move me again? Why now? I was finally starting to make friends and not worry that the FBI was going to get me or that I would find my so called "Destiny." I don't believe in Destiny. Nascedo's been pushing it down my throat since I first came out of my pod and I still don't believe in it. Sometimes I think it's just Nascedo and me, this is his way of giving me something to hope for, that way I'll never leave his side.

"Here you go." I look up and she's standing in front of me, when did she get back? I swear I just blacked out into my own little world for a second there.

I take my schedule and give her a thank you smile. Looking down I see I have Bio first period. Great.

~*~*~*~

It takes me about five minutes to find my class, I couldn't even find my damn locker.

When I open the door my face flushes bright pink because it's like everyone in the class is staring at me.

“You must be Tess Harding.” The teacher says and I nod.

“Class this is Tess Harding she’s a transfer student.”

I roll my eyes, how many times had I heard that exact sentence? More then likely too many times to count on my fingers toes

“You’ll be sitting next to Max Evans.” The teacher says and I nod again.

"But Mr. Heath who will I partner with?" A brown haired girl says and I can only assume that's Max who's sitting beside her. I let my eyes roam his body, he's got a nice one, that's for sure.

"You can partner with Pam, Tess is going to need a partner who can help her catch up." Mr. Heath explains and I sigh, why'd they have to put me with pretty boy?

“Max raise your hand incase Ms. Harding doesn’t know who you are.” He says and I roll my eyes why the hell is he acting like I’m slow?

He raises his hand and gives me a shy smile. I walk over to his desk, letting my hips sway back and forth as I smile at him.

“Hi.” He says after I've sat.

“Hey.” I say winking.

He blushes and I smile even bigger, I know we'd make a cute couple. He's really cute and I like that when he's embarrassed his ears turn pink but Nascedo would never go for it. He'd probably kill me first. Oh well that's not the point, a night with him would be well worth anything I'd have to face from Nascedo.

I start spacing out, pretending I'm listening to him but really I'm having this very graphic daydream of Max and me, doing somethings I can't mention here. It's just getting to the good part when I'm yanked out of my daydreams by someone gasping and that's when it snaps that Max is on fire.

"Max oh my god! You're on fire." I shriek and hope that he's going to be okay.

~Ruby~ : Chica I started this cuz I knew you really liked M/T plus i started liking them! hehe

Four Square,Shama, ukspacegirl, Candy*4eva : Thanks for the wonderful FB ya'll inspired me! i just hope this part isn't TOO bad!!!

Cassie: OOOH you're such a sweetie!!! I can't write but your so kick butt for saying that! I am soo glad that you read this even though i KNOW you don't ship M/T you dreamer you hehe ... and we already dicussed the whole me becoming a dreamer.. haha it'll never happen! and don't worry i won't shoot... but if i ever turn to the dark side ::: dreamer side:: i give you *beg you* permision to be the one shooting me

With that said... onto the next part!

~Part 2~


After putting out the fire Max says there’s been no damage. He excuses himself to the bathroom and I can't help but watch him as he leaves...

I don’t understand what just happened. How could Max just sit there with his arm in the fire and not even realize it? I don’t know how long his arm had been in the fire since I was too busy daydreaming but it still doesn’t make sense. You’d think if you caught on fire the heat would make you err like wake up.

But I guess Max was really spaced out or something. I just hope he isn’t burned. It's not like i have feelings for Max... its just Max seems really nice even though it's hard to tell cause he seems so shy. he reminds me of a shy kitten... looks so cute you just want to cuddle it... but you don't get to cause it runs and hides when you try.

I spent the rest of the period wondering if Max was ok… I hear the bell ring and hurry to gather my things.

I start heading down the hall as guys stop and check me out… I can’t stand guys that sit there and just stare at you like you’re a piece of meat. it's like hello i was not put on this planet for the sole purpose of you guys staring at me.. no i was not put here for that.. hell i'm not even sure why i was put on this planet....

I can't stop thinking about Max… Max... His name is like liquid fire on my tongue making my body shiver… he doesn’t act like that… he doesn’t look at me like I’m some stupid blond that wants to sleep with him… well if he thinks like that he doesn’t show it… unlike the rest of the Roswell's population….

I didn’t feel lonely sitting next to Max… it’s like he sucked me in and didn’t even know it… It was magical… i've never felt that way.. especially not in the small ammount of time i had sat with anyone... it was different... it was something totally mysterious...

The rest of the my classes before lunch pass in a big blur… all I can think about is Max… and about Destiny… How can I ever follow through with my destiny if I can so easily fall for someone I’ve never even really talked to? Nascedo would call me weak if he could hear me… but its the truth... I am weak…

I walk around the quad looking for somewhere to sit when I see a blond haired girl sitting by herself. I decide to walk over and say hi.

“Hey…” I say and she looks up from her meal.

“Hi?” She says I can hear the questioning in her voice.

“I’m Tess.”

“The new girl right?” she says with a smile on her face… and for some reason it feels like I know her… odd I know… but I still feel a connection.

“Yeah the new girl.”

“Well I’m Isabel.” She says and I can tell the name fits her.

“Can I sit here?”

“Yeah sure.” She says moitioning to the seat in front of her so I slide in.

“Thanks.” I say nervously.

“So how do you like Roswell?” She asks and I shrug.

“It’s ok… Nothing really different from my other schools.” I tell her and she gives me a funny look.

“Other schools?”

“Yeah well my dad and I we travel a lot.”

“Oh.” she says looking at me like i've grown two heads.

“Have you lived here you're whole life.” I ask.

“Pretty much.” She says and I glance around noticing a tall lanky brown haired boy approaching the table.

“Hey.” He says mostly to Isabel and I notice a faint blush rise on her cheeks.

“Hey." Isabel replies and i look around nervously...

"This is Tess.” Isabel says so... i guess she noticed how uncomfortable i was feeling...

“The new girl?”

“Yeah.” I say does everyone HAVE to ask that… isn’t it obvious?

“I’m Alex.” He says and I nod.

“So Iz… I was wondering if you wanted to hang out after school?” Alex asks he looks so hopeful.

“I can’t.” She says and I give her a look.

“Oh.”

“Maybe tomorrow?”

“Yeah sure.” He says before turning to leave.

“Puppy?”

“Excuse me?”

“I just meant does he act like a puppy?” I say giggling that’s what I’ve always called guys that bug me to hang out… the ones that tend to follow me.

“Ooh.. Well he’s just a friend.” She says and I nod… I sort of know how that goes.

“That’s cool.”

“Yeah I guess."

"Have you seen the town yet?" she aks.

"Not really." I tell her which is the truth.

"Are you doing anything after school?" she asks.

I shrug "Probably not."

"Do you want to come over after school?” She asks.

“Umm.." I stutter considering it "Probably sure."

“Ok cool.” She says and I stand up.

“Where are you going?” she asks her eyebrow raised.

“I gotta get to class early to talk to the teacher about something.” I lie… it’s gonna take forever to convince Nascedo that I should be able to go hang out.

“Oh ok so I’ll meet you by the lockers?”

"Yeah sure... So I'll see you later." I tell her bouncing away.... I can't wait until after school! i've never really just hung out with someone before... this could be a new beginning for me.

Sorry for not updating sooner.. i've been going through a rough time right now and i am just trying to get on with stuff so yeah...

thank yous

Miss Cris: Thank you so much for you're comments! they do mean a lot to me! it motivates me to keep writing!

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Authors notes: This is the first thing i've brought myself to write on since some stuff happened so i'm not sure it's any good! but i hope ya'll enjoy it please leave some FB! hehe

Part 3

After spending minutes trying to find a pay phone I finally reach it only to spend what feels like hours on the phone convincing Nascedo I was never going to ‘fit’ in if I didn’t spend some time with ‘normal’ humans he finally agreed to let me go.

I thanked him a million times and he just acted like whatever, sometimes I swear he hates me. Sometimes I’d probably swear I hate him too. But then again he’s all I’ve got he’s all I’ve ever had and if it wasn’t for him I have no idea where I’d be. Probably living on the streets alone and cold. I hate being cold I hate it with a passion.

I head down the hall searching for my damn locker… this school isn’t that huge. I’ve been in way larger school then this one but I still can’t believe how lost I am. I am starting to think my locker doesn’t exist.
“Damnit.” I mutter rolling my eyes as I reach the end of the hallway only to figure out I still don’t see any sign that my locker is in fact in this freaking school.

“Having trouble?” I hear someone behind me say.

“What?” I snap turning around expecting to see some dumbass jock but instead I am greeted with Max standing there.

“Sorry.” He apologizes fumbling with his pockets.

“No it’s alright I was just trying to find my locker.” I explain looking up into his eyes, they’re captivating the amber swirls drowning you.

“Maybe I can help.” He suggests smiling down at me.

I bite my lip “Umm. Yeah that’d be great.” I can’t even believe how stupid that sounded.

“Alright, can I see the paper that has you’re locker number on it?” He asks and I stare at him, his eyes drawing me in I feel like I’m losing my self in their depths, its like a gateway to his soul. I never believe all the stupid crap about stuff like that, well until I meet Max Evans that is. It feels like all the air has been sucked from my lungs and the only thing that’s keeping me alive are his soulful eyes.

“Tess?” I hear his voice cutting through my thoughts, shit he must think I’m delusional standing here staring at him instead of getting out the paper.

“Oh right.” I say handing it over.

“131.” He says aloud and I follow him. “That’s right by my locker.”

“Cool.” I mumble my heart speeding up. That means I’ll have a legit reason to see Max everyday! I can’t believe my own luck. I know I shouldn’t be thinking this way especially about someone I’ve only known for not even 24 hours. But I can’t help it I never got this feeling in my stomach before not around any of the other guys that I’ve meet.

“Yeah.” He says taking the lead as we head down another hallway stopping near a classroom.

“Here we are.” He announces and I want to pout that means he’ll be leaving me now.

“Thanks so much.” I say grinning at him.

“You’re welcome.” He says. “I’ll see you later.” He says walking off in the direction of what I’m assuming to be his next class.

“Yeah later.” I mumble fumbling with my lock. Max Evans… that’s such a beautiful name… Max Evans… I could say it all day…. Tess Evans… now there’s some definite possibilities.
~*~*~*~

The last few classes of the day went by smoothly. I’m in two of that brown haired chick’s classes. I saw that guy Alex in one of my classes and I saw Isabel in another. Too bad I didn’t get to sit by Isabel since she’s already got a seating partner but at least she smiled at me.

I rush out of my last class, Math what a bore I hate math. I mean I’m supposedly like a queen of another planet and yet I need to take Math… riight.

I walk down the hall that I remember leads to my locker, trying not to stare as I see the brown haired chick standing with Max by the lockers. My heart is at my feet and it feels like I’m walking all over it.

I open my locker with my head down sighing I can’t believe how stupid I was. Writing his name on my binders, dreaming of our wedding together and all this time I barely know him a day. I mean did I really expect a guy as fine as Max Evans to be single? Obviously I’m a nutcase since I actually did.

I throw my stuff in grabbing my purse I sneak a look over my shoulder only to have my stomach cringe at the sight of Max giving that girl a peck on the lips.

I slam my locker shut and head down the hall keeping my eyes forward I wont look anymore. I need to think about meeting Isabel only problem is I don’t have a clue where her locker is. She must have assumed I would maybe they have some locker codes here or something.

I sigh and look around searching for a blond head of hair but only seeing some short haired blond girl yelling at some guy with spikes.

“Tess!” I hear an over excited voice say from behind me.

I turn around “Hey Isabel.”

“I was looking all over for you.”

“Yeah.” I say feeling uncomfortable.

“I forgot all about the fact you don’t have a clue where my locker is.”

“Oh right.”

“Yeah.”

“Well should we get going?”

“Is this cool with your dad? Or do you need to call?”

“No he won’t mind.” I lie ha if I just went and hung out with her and didn’t call oh my god I’d be in so much trouble. Nascedo would have me skinned or something. But then again if I were dead where would destiny lie then? Ha that’s a laugh destiny is an illusion created to make me believe I’m not a freak and there are more people out there like me. That I was not some mistake put on this planet only to be looked down upon and live in secrecy but that there is actually a purpose to my life.

“Good. My car is this way.” She says and we head out into the parking lot.
~*~*~*~

We get back to her house. It’s nice extremely family looking there’s pictures along the mantel and on the walls not that I can stop and study any of them but it even smells of meals that don’t come from boxes.

I follow Isabel up the stairs and into her room. It’s nice her room is nothing like my pathetic excuse for a room. Nascedo makes me live light not too many personal possessions incase I need to pack fast and not leave any traces behind.

“You’re room is nice.” I tell her causing her to smiles as she looks around.

“Thanks.” She says flopping down on the bed, I take a set by her mirror.

“It’s nothing like mine.” I admit not even realizing what I’ve said before the words slipped from my mouth.

“What do you mean?” she asks curiously tilting her head to the side.

“Oh I mean my rooms not made up yet, since we just moved here and all.” I offer hoping it’s a believable excuse.

“Oh. Well I’m sure it’ll look great in no time at all.”

“Yeah, once I actually get around to unpacking.” Like I have anything other then clothes to unpack.

“So, Roswell’s a pretty small town.” She states.

“Yeah.” I mutter twirling my hair around my finger.

“Probably a lot smaller then all the places you’ve been?”

“Smaller then most.” I tell her. I don’t know what it is about Isabel but she seems so open. So like me. I don’t know why I feel like this but I’ve felt a connection with her since I saw her in the quad.

“Ooh.” She says and I strain my ears to hear the voices talking downstairs.

“Do you want something to drink?” Isabel asks looking at me strangely.

“Oh um yeah.” I tell her and she gets up off her bed.

I walk a head of her wanting to get downstairs to see who’s making all that noise when I stop dead in my tracks. There in the kitchen is Max Evans, and that one spiky haired guy I saw in the halls.

“You should try taking her out some place special. Maybe surprise her girls love surprises… You could try leaving things in her locker or maybe giving her a flower for no reason.” I hear Max say. I can’t believe how well he knows girls. I mean most guys think all it takes to impress us is calling us hot. I don’t think so.

“You sure know you’re ladies.” I say walking over watching their heads snap up. “Don’t stop I’d love to hear more.”

I watch as Max looks at me weirdly and that spiky haired guy glares.

“Who are you?” the spiky haired guy snaps.

“That’s my friend.” I hear Isabel say showing up behind me.

“What is she doing over here?”

“Damn Michael do you always have to be so mean?” Isabel snaps I can hear the ice in her voice.

“I’ll be in your room.” I say feeling uncomfortable “And remember to bring some sugar.” I add… I wonder why that Michael guy seems so mean it’s not like I’m going to rob Isabel or something. Maybe Michael’s her brother that’s probably it. Maybe he just doesn’t like people coming over on school days. But he could have been a little nicer about things.

I sit back down on the chair, resting my chin in my hands waiting for Isabel to get back. I can hear her voice downstairs she doesn’t sound to happy but maybe she doesn’t like her brother being all rude to her friends even if I am not really her friend I’m just someone she’s being nice to.

“I’m sorry about that.” Isabel says closing the door.

“It’s ok.” I say taking the drink from her hand and grabbing the sugar packet.

“I didn’t know you liked sugar in your drinks to.” She says and I feel weird. No one I’ve ever meet liked sugar in their drinks. They always thought I was nuts.

“Oh yeah I’ve been drinking this since I was little I had a thing for sugar so I’d put it in everything and now here I am older and its just a habit.” I lie… but it’s a lot better then the truth… I have alien taste buds. Yeah like that’d go over well.

“Yeah, I know how that is.” She says and I watch her pour the sugar into her drink.

“So… did I get you into trouble with you’re brother?” I ask taking a sip of my drink.

“No he doesn’t care that you’re here.”

“He sure he seemed like it.”

“What do you mean?” she asks taking a drink from hers.

“Well did you like not see how he was acting?” I ask her disbelivingly she obviously did or she wouldn’t have tripped out on him.

“He didn’t say anything.” Isabel says giving me strange looks.

“He practically bite my head off.”

“Are we talking about my brother?” Isabel asks raising her perfectly shaped eyebrow at me.

“Michael.” I state and her mouth forms an ‘O’.

“That’s not my brother, Max is my brother.” She informs me and my eyes widen.

“Oh…” I say a blush covering my cheeks I feel extremely dense.

“Yeah.”

“Then why was Michael being like that?”

“Oh I don’t know he figures new people will ruin our rep.” She says…. Ok well he doesn’t seem very nice then.

“Oh I see.”

“Yeah don’t pay attention to him he can be a bit of an ass.”

“I’ve noticed.” I say laughing.

“It’s hard not to.” She says giggling… now giggling isn’t something I’d have pictured Isabel doing.

“So… Max is you’re brother?” I state still not believing it.

“Yep.”

“Cool.” She says and I smile… I think Isabel and me will be getting along really well. And it’s a big plus that Max is her brother maybe I will be able to get his attention this way. Well if I even stay here long enough that is. But at this point the thought of not seeing Max and Isabel again its too much to bare.

I am sooo sorry for all the time that's passed, but I've been really busy plus my computers been blah... but thanks for the FB and the bumps! it makes me want to write.

So please dont hate this part.. I haven't reread it or anything I wanted to get the part out so I hope its not too horrible :/ well i'd better go so please R&R


Part 4

Okay so I’ve officially been grounded, according to Nascedo that is. The last few weeks he has been busy doing projects I’m not really sure what they are and I’m sure if I did I wouldn’t really want to.

Anyway the other day I was laying on my bed when Nascedo burst into the room yelling about one thing or another, so I snapped I was like what is your problem? What the hell is it that I did? I mean I know I’ve never spoken to Nascedo like that but hanging out with Isabel gives you major guts.

So he gets all raged and tells me I am not going to be seeing anymore of this Evans kid… now I didn’t know what he was talking about I mean really how could he know about Isabel? He then pulls out my notebook and shows it to me, he’s totally lost it at this point screaming that I am NOT Tess Evans that I will never be Tess Evans and he’s going to move us if I can’t get that through my puny brain.

That’s how my grounding came to be, I’m not allowed to go out after school, I can hardly even go to school. But those are the only times I feel free, free from Nascedo and free from Destiny.

I still see Max, in class, in the halls, at lunch but he doesn’t say anything to me, its almost like he’s scared of me or something it really doesn’t make sense to me.

Isabel is the same as always although she’s acting a little skittish towards me and I don’t know why, I meant to ask her but I haven’t gotten around to it I don’t want her thinking I’m crazy.

But sometimes when I’m walking alone or I’m sitting in class I feel eyes on me, it feels like this leery feeling washes over me and there’s someone there, not really protecting me but if my senses are correct they want to hurt me, or they’re afraid. I don’t get it but then again I am not talking to Nascedo so I haven’t really told him about it.

I’ve learned all of Max’s friends names, I know his schedule by heart and I know where he goes after school… does this qualify me as a stalker? I hope not because I am not stalking him or anything I just know these things.

I miss hanging out with Isabel after school, it was like for the first time I had someone to talk to, okay given I couldn’t tell her about certain things I still felt normal with her.

I want to call her but of course I can’t so I just sit here on my bed reminiscing about the past few weeks, this is the only time I’ve ever felt like a normal girl, a normal person, just another face in the crowd. Someone who doesn’t have to watch they’re back, someone who doesn’t have to worry that one day the FBI or some other alien creature is going to try and take over.

But I guess that’s the price I pay for being an alien queen and all. But I wouldn’t trade it though as much as I hate my life, as much as I hate Nascedo and as much as I strive to be just another face in crowd I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. I know there’s some purpose of me, I know there has to be people up there, out there, people that think I matter.


But then maybe my whole life is just a dream, maybe there is no real point of my living, maybe I’m in a coma and this is just some dream state, but that’s just too depressing to believe. So I won’t believe it I won’t because I know there’s people out there, maybe there is no destiny and maybe there is but I know either way I have a reason for being.

Shaking me from my thoughts I hear Nascedo’s voice boom out from the downstairs “TESS.”

I ignore him and turn up my music, I am mad at him so I’m not going to speak to him.

“TESS.” He yells at me bursting open my door.

“WHAT?” I shout back at him.

“You might just be Mrs. Evans after all.” He says causing my mouth to drop in shock, what does this mean?

Sorry it took so long I've been pretty busy. Don't worry this is just a short update and I'm working on a longer one.. Filled with more Max/Tess interactions .

Part 5

I continue to stare at him, not really seeing him as my legs hang lifelessly off the end of the bed. I feel as though I’ve just been sent into oblivion! Me, I mean is he honestly serious? Mrs. Evans? It’s just too much to even dream about.

A few moments ago I was wondering whether or not I had a purpose in life, whether or not I’d be able to spend time with Isabel after school again or not and if I’d ever get Max to notice me. And now he bursts into my room telling me I might be Mrs. Evans after all? I seriously think I must be dreaming at this point, that or I’ve completely lost it.

But this isn’t a dream, I feel in a daze as Nascedo crosses the small area between the door and my bed, he shoves a stack of photos in front of me, “Take a look.” He says with a confident almost evil looking smile. I gaze up at him warily, I don’t understand what’s gotten into him because he’s never acted so strange.

I glance down at the photos, picking them up I leaf through a few. They’re all of Max, Isabel and that spiky haired guy Michael. “What are these?” I ask noticing softness to my voice that’s not normally there.

“It’s the answers we’ve been searching for!” He tells me and I almost think he looks excited. But what is he getting at? “These are the ones we’ve been searching for.” He finishes and suddenly it clicks what he meant.

“You don’t mean, they’re not the rest of the royal four… Are they?” I question even though I’m pretty positive I know the answer. But I still feel like I need him to assure me, just to make sure I’m not getting the wrong point.

He gives me an odd look but dismisses it with a roll of his eyes, "Of course that's what I'm saying!" He tells me with an exagerated sigh. He's speaking to me as though I'm two years old, I resent that. I glare but don't say anything, because I know it was a silly question, but I had to be sure.

"But how? I mean when? Are you sure?" I ramble on feeling my cheeks grow red as he nods. Isabel, my best friend, okay my only friend is an alien just like me? She shares the same memories as I do? Not that I can remember much but still it's all surreal.

"I'm positive Tess." He states picking the photos back up and placing them into a small box, "Now the only question left to ask is, what are you going to do about this bit of news?"

"What do you mean?" My mind must have slipped me, because I'd never truly given it any thought about what I'd do when I found out. I'd always just assumed we'd join hands and skip merrily off into some new life, but I guess that was all a bit unrealisitic.

"You need to get close to them, closer then even close." He informs me, I'm not liking the sound of this or where it's leading for that matter but I listen on anyhow, "You are going to get them to reveal their powers to you."

"But why? Can't I just tell them?" I ask and he shots me an evil look, "I was just asking." My voice trails off knowing what his answer will be. So what if I can't just come out and say "I'm an alien too!" But it sounded better in my head.

Sorry it took so long, and sorry it's some what short, I shall update again soon!

Part 6


I don't know how to act around them, Nascedo says not to let on that somethings different, to be normal, and most importantly make sure I burry myself deeper into their little group. I'm not sure I know how to do those things, I'm still trying to get over the inital shock that Nascedo hadn't been lying to me all these years.

Part of me knew deep down that there had to be someone else out there, or else why would I be longing for them so terribly? But max... of all the people it could have been, Max is my king. It makes sense and its more then anything I could have dreamed for, but then it makes me wonder, what if destiny is the only reason I feel so strongly about him? What if my feelings are nothing more then that? Nascedo would tell me it's because he's in my soul, that I was made to be in love with him, but it doesn't feel like I'm forced.

I never wanted Destiny to be true, that isn't something that I had ever intended on fulfilling. I had always wished I had a sister, another girl who knew how it felt to be me, but I never wanted to be forced into a relationship with someone I barely know, I wanted to be in love. I am not the queen of a planet that I hardly remember, I'm just a teenager. And what will happen when the others find out about this? Will they accept me, or will they treat me like an outcast, as if I were the worse possible thing to ever walk into their lives? It seems like they enjoy their human status, as they have close bonds with a few other humans, so how will Isabel react to knowing she has to be with someone she considers to be her brother? How will Max react to being told he has to be with a stranger, for the good of their planet no less?

I suppose it's early to worry, but I can't help it, I hate knowing that at anytime they could find me out, they could figure out who I am truly am and then I have this strong feeling they'll dislike me. It's not my fault, none of this is, I never wanted Destiny to be forced upon me, I never asked to be the last one out of the pods and to be left behind, left to be raised by an uncaring alien named Nascedo, while they grow up in a small town with each other, blooming into this close knit family. I'm the outsider, I never asked to be moved around every couple of months, I never asked for any of it, and I'd like to see them live in my shoes, to know what it's like to have no one to talk to, no one to tell you that you belonged in this world.

This will be updated soon.