Different Times ~AU~ *Update:6/27-28/05 Part 64-70

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Jan 24, 2002 12:34 pm

Indeed! I wanna read more! I used to date a guy named Blaine so I can't make fun of the name... except Liz and Blaine? Dusna sound good. Now Liz and Max... that's a good sounding couple <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <center><img src="http://www.fiji-islands.com/images/nagi ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Tue Jan 29, 2002 10:03 am

Bumping the story! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> Also a note...please be patient as I try and get a longer next part. I am having some writer's bloack as I try and tie in Liz' scar and the aliens. Melisa <center>*************<center>Roswell's back!<center>Zan is da Man!<center>If you don't like it, don't watch!

Post by **majiklmoon** » Tue Jan 29, 2002 3:35 pm

Sorry about the writers' block. Wish I could help you. This is a great story! <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Jan 30, 2002 1:45 am

WRITERS BLOCK!!!!!!!!!!! You can't get writers block now--not when it was getting interesting, when the scar was throbbing more and more--you can't just leave us hanging like that! <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> Seriously, I hope you are able to make the changes and additons to your story soon, I can't wait to read more! I will be patient, I promise (well, I'll try anyway!) Good luck with the writing!

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Thu Jan 31, 2002 11:04 am

I made it back to the house at around 6. It was refreshing to be with my true friends again. Alex had sung the song that “won” Isabel over. Michael let us see the portfolio he was sending to a magazine company in NY. I was amazed at my friends and all they had accomplished. They were really surviving in Roswell. It made me wonder If I too could survive. “About time you got back,” said a very angry Blaise. “Well, hello to you to,” I snottily replied. “Did you enjoy the time with your friends?” “As a matter of fact I did. How’s the headache?” Blaise glared at me. “Fine. I think we need to talk,” he said. “Ok, why don’t we go into my bedroom. The balcony there will give us some privacy, if my parents happen to come looking for us,” He followed me inside and stared around the room amazed. He stopped at my bulletin board that had pictures of Alex, Maria, Isabel, Michael and Max our senior year. I stepped through the window and onto the balcony. He followed a few seconds later. “Look Liz, I’m really sorry about everything that happened earlier. I just can’t believe you don’t think I’m your boyfriend. I love you Liz, from the moment I laid my eyes on you,” “And that’s the thing Blaise, I don’t love you,” He flinched and my heart thumped wildly. If Blaise knew anything about my track record, he would have known this was coming. I hadn’t had a true relationship…since high school and KyleValenti. It wasn’t that I didn’t try, because I did. It seemed no matter whom I dated, I just could not get as excited about them, as they were about me. My first attempt at losing my virginity had been a nightmare. It had been the first and last time. “You don’t love me? So what is this game we have been playing for 6 months? Just something to pass the time?” “It’s not like that Blaise,” “Then what is it like? Tell me, because I am at a loss here,” “I can’t explain it, cause I really don’t know. I like you, you’re funny, you’re smart, you’re loyal,” “I sound like a dog,” “Stop it. Look we can be friends…it just won’t get any further than that,” “Friends? Kissing friends? Friends that fool around?” “I don’t know what else to tell you. If you want to go home, I understand,” “Is that what it is? A ploy to get me home? Let me guess you must have some old flame that you want to see and me being here might put a cramp in little Elizabeth Parker’s style?” “No,” “I’m not leaving,” “Great, then stay. Just don’t expect me to act like your girlfriend,” He glared at me and made his way back inside my bedroom. I stared after him. This was not going to help me on my quest. ************************************* That night after dinner I went and sat on the balcony looking up at the stars. Blaise had been cordial enough to my folks and me. I wondered what he would do for the rest of the week. I felt really bad, but knew settling was not the answer. Besides his little tantrum was enough to open my eyes. A husband who threw tantrums was not very becoming. As I stared at the night sky the urge to write in my journal overcame me…it was something I had stopped doing after graduating. I went to my hiding spot in the brick wall and pulled out my senior year journal.  December 19, 2001 My name is Liz Parker and everyday is another day closer to graduation. Maria was talking about how this would be our last Christmas together as classmates. It’s amazing how you can spend your whole life in one town and really not want to be anywhere else. Maria is planning on taking classes at Santa Fe University, along with Isabel. I think I may be the only one leaving the state. She promises to come visit and catch her a Harvard boy…I doubt if I’ll ever see her except during vacations…if I ever make it back. I wish I could stay, but something is pulling me out. I want to see the world outside of Roswell. There are too many things that happen here that I can not explain. Like yesterday…I could have sworn Michael broke a bunch of plates in the kitchen…but when I went to check...not a single one was broken. Max had been back there with him and looked so guilty. What would he have to be guilty about? Sometimes he looks at me and I feel…feel full. It’s a feeling of utter contentment. It scares me because when I look at Kyle that is not how I feel. Maria says Max is in love with me…but he’s dating Tess. And ever since Tess has been in town, everyone has been acting strange. When she is with Max, it’s almost like he can’t see anyone else. Almost like she as a pull over him. Isabel says he is dating her, but doesn’t really love her. Then why date her? As Maria says…the same reason I date Kyle. Maria can be such a wise ass sometimes. I caught Michael staring at my scar today. The only reason I knew he was staring was because the scar itched like crazy. I felt like I wanted to cut my arm off. He stopped when I asked what was so interesting about the scar. He got really quiet and just shrugged his shoulders. The scar has taken on a weird shape…almost like an orb. And I could have sworn that I awoke one night and the damn thing was glowing.  I stopped reading and looked at my scar. The shape was more prominent now. It was a definite orb. I flipped a few pages past December and continued reading.  January 8, 2002 My name is Liz Parker and it is the 8th and I still haven’t made a New Year’s resolution. What can I resolve to do this year? I’ve already been accepted to Harvard and plan on going. Oh and I’m not the only one leaving, Max is going to California. He said something about UCLA. I don’t think Tess is going with him. Maria said something weird the other night...she said she was with Michael and the waiter was flirting with her and the salad exploded right out of the bowl. Michael was sitting there clenching his hands and trying to control his jealousy and the next thing she knew they were covered in salad. She said she has witnessed a few weird things, but when she questions them he just brushes her off. I’ve seen Isabel do a few weird things too. Is this why Max looks guilty? Is he trying to hide something? He and Tess? Strange things happen when she is around too…like the time Kyle saw Isabel do something with paint and when he questioned it Tess interrupted; the next thing we knew Kyle couldn’t remember what he was going to ask. It’s almost like she could clear his mind of the subject. But…that’s impossible. I should now better than to say things like that…but things in Roswell are never normal.  February 20, 2002 My name is Liz Parker and things have been very strange around here. Of course things in Roswell are always a bit odd…but today took the cake. Tess came up to me and told me I would never have Max and to stop tormenting their relationship. What the hell was she talking about? Tormenting their relationship? I would never have Max? I have never even approached Max in that way, she must be crazy. Maria heard the whole thing and told me she heard Michael taking to Max about being king and putting Tess in her place. She also heard them mention me; Max said something about never jeopardizing my life. Jeopardize my life? I’m not sure what’s going on and when I tried to find Max to get some answers, he was no where to be found. None of them could be found;they went on one of their whirlwind road trips. Maria was pissed…Michael didn’t even say bye. Alex is racking his brains out trying to figure out why the 4 of them took off so fast, without telling any of us. We have all become very good friends. The Valenti’s even took Tess in when her dad passed away last year. None of this adds up…the four of them are hiding something, something big. Maria says she has had it with Michael and is getting answers upon his return. Suppose he tells her something she doesn’t want to hear? And Isabel? What about Max being a king? He and Isabel were found in the desert, how could either of them be royalty. And what about Michael? He was found in the desert too, is he a Prince? This is all too much…maybe Maria and I need to go on a hunt for clues and answers but without alerting the rest of the gang. I shut the journal. We had gone on a hunt and the things we saw were not good. It was the push that made my decision to leave Roswell final. Maria and I had promised to never talk about the things we had discovered. The things that had led us to believe Max, Tess, Isabel and Michael were aliens. And now it was 10 years later and everyone had continued their lives as normal and I was about to open the can of worms again. I wanted to forget I wanted to deny it, even lie about it. I was part of the strangeness of Roswell and now I needed to find out why.  Author's Note: Liz has known all along that the podsqaud were aliens, she just never wanted to face that fact in her scientific world. While she has always wanted to explore life outside of Roswell the discovery of real life aliens pushed her out. It is after 10 years that she is ready for answers. Will Max make it to the reunion to give her the answers she needs? Will Maria want to relive everything they saw 10 years ago? And where has Tess been? Stay tuned.... <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> edited to say: Sorry<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> nothing is indenting...my post has indentations but when it post, the indented paragraphs are not shown! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/mad.gif ALT=":mad"> <center>*************<center>Roswell's back!<center>Zan is da Man!<center>If you don't like it, don't watch!Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uroswellkitkat ... lkitkat</A> at: 1/31/02 11:22:28 am

Post by **majiklmoon** » Thu Jan 31, 2002 2:29 pm

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Jan 31, 2002 4:38 pm

oh, I am so glad you are back so quick! I had a feeling maybe Liz knew about the aliens but she blocked it out and was afraid to go back to Roswell because of that (Hey, who wouldn't be). Oh, and can't Blaise take a hint--go home! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... /wavey.gif ALT=":wave"> Tess and Max are together--okay, someone better hurry up and put a stop to this immediately! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> I am getting very interested, I hope you don't wait too too long to ost more! I will be patient, I will be patient....

Post by **splatty** » Thu Jan 31, 2002 5:14 pm

wow! very interesting! i wonder what they found in their investigation 10 years ago????!!!!! keep it coming. it's great. :D

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Tue Feb 05, 2002 6:07 pm

whoo hoo melisa, you go girl with your fantastic writing. This is great! You have to continue soon! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.3dpcgame.com/cwm/s/contrib/r ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.3dpcgame.com/cwm/s/contrib/r ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> Kat ~*The NEW baby of the Silly Girls Family* ~*Its time to act like a man....and hide*~ *~Queen of Babbledom~* ~*To be..or not to be...um...what was the question?*~ *~Smurfs, Rabbits and the Olsen twins are EVIL!~* Author (so far) of Memories, Hideout Vacation and Contemplations and Complication

Post by **majiklmoon** » Tue Feb 05, 2002 6:09 pm

Isn't it just great! <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Thu Feb 07, 2002 10:06 am

Aww...thanks guys! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... rassed.gif ALT=":o"> <center>*************<center>Roswell's back!<center>Zan is da Man!<center>If you don't like it, don't watch!

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Fri Feb 08, 2002 6:48 pm

The next morning I awoke with a start. Max had been part of my dream. He had been smiling and telling me he always knew I was the one for him. I remember hearing someone scream “No” and then I awoke. I stared at the ceiling and wondered if Max had made it back. If the throbbing in my arm was any indication, he indeed was back. I turned to look at my scar and it began to give off a faint glow. I shivered and wonder what it meant. “Good morning, Liz” my mom said as she came into the bedroom. I shoved my arm under the blanket and smiled. She sat on the bed and just stared at me. I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. “Mom…please don’t. I’m here now, that should be all that matters,” “It’s been so long, Liz. I don’t understand why you never want to come home,” she said sadly. “Is it us? Have we done something to make you stay away?” “Oh mom, no. You and Dad are great. It’s just…I’ve love exploring the world outside of Roswell and sometimes I just forget I should come home,” I responded lamely. “Mija, daughters do not just forget to come home. You have always wanted out of Roswell…I just thought if you left, you would see all you ever needed was here,” I sat up and hugged her. My mom and at one time had been very close, but as I had gotten older, the bond had weakened. How could you tell your mom that your friends were aliens? And as overprotective as both my parents were…I would have been whisked away to boarding school and what would have become of the four aliens then? Somehow I thought by protecting them and denying it to myself, I was keeping them safe. From what I wasn’t sure. “I’ll let you get dress, honey. Blaise is downstairs helping your dad with the grill,” “Blaise is?” I asked. “Yeah, he seems like a really nice man, Liz. Doesn’t seem like your type, but is nice enough,” “We’re just friends mom, nothing else,” “Kyle was in here looking for you this morning,” she said with a grin. “He and I are definitely just friends,” I sad shaking my head. “I told him to come back on his break,” “Mom, he owns the repair shop,” “You know Kyle, always one of the people, even if they work for him,” And with that statement she left my room. I had to laugh to myself. My mom could dredge up the waterworks and then turn on a dime into happy-go-lucky matchmaker. Kyle Valenti…I stared at the picture of us from freshman year. For a while there he had really made my heart skip a beat. By senior year we had figured out that we made better friends than lovers. We had kept in contact a bit while in college, but then it turned into just cards around the holidays. It would be good to see him. Maybe he knew something about Max and the rest…something he had seen or heard while I had been away. I made it downstairs after a long shower and was amazed to see Blaise slinging hash on the grill. He smiled at me and it seemed our rift was forgotten. My dad kissed me on the forehead and asked what I wanted for breakfast. “Some coffee and toast would be fine,” “That’s it?” “Yeah…I see you’ve added a few items to the menu,” I said as I looked over what I thought would be familiar items. “Had to keep up the times,” he said and grinned. “How is Blaise doing?’ “You know, for a rich kid he’s doing all right,” “Dad,” “Lizzie, all the things he talked about at dinner…he’s a rich kid, not your type, but a rich kid none the less,” “Like I told mom this morning, he and I are just friends,” “Speaking of friends, Kyle, how have you been?” I turned around to find Kyle standing there with a huge smile on his face. He hadn’t changed and still had the great body I remembered from high school. I got up and hugged him and he in turn lifted me off the ground and spun me. “Kyle!” “How the hell are you Liz?” he said looking me over. “I’m great, and you?” “Things are going good, real good. About time you made it back to Roswell, we thought maybe you left an aliens had abducted you,” he smirked. “Yeah, imagine that I leave and they abduct me from a different city,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Can I join you?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Of course, let’s move to a table,” I said grabbing my cup of coffee and waving Blaise over. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Hello again Blaise,” Kyle said as we sat. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Kyle,” he responded nodding his head. Blaise eyed him warily and I gave him a kick under the table. He yelped and Kyle looked from me to him and back at me. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “You two playing footsies?” I shrugged my shoulders. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “So tell me what’s been going on all these years, I see you still hang with the gang,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Everyone but Max stayed put…” Kyle began telling me about the last few years of his life. I sat and listened and before we knew it the lunch rush was coming in. “And what about you Liz, you find everything you were looking for outside of Roswell?” “I don’t know about everything, but I’ve found out a lot about myself,” “I hear there’s a teaching job at Santa Fe. You looking to come back to Roswell?” “I don’t know,” “Liz is a total big city girl now. You should see her make her way around Boston and Cambridge…I couldn’t see her settling here again,” Blaise interjected. “Blaise…this is my home you are talking about, of course I’d think about coming back,” “Well, then maybe I should say...I couldn’t see  myself settling here,” “There’s nothing wrong with Roswell,  Blaise,” Kyle said. “Of course there’s nothing wrong with Roswell, who thinks there is?” Maria said sliding into the booth beside Kyle. “ He does,” Kyle said pointing at Blaise. “Our city is one of a kind, what’s wrong with that?” Maria asked, giving Blaise a look. “I was just saying that Liz has become a city girl, a big city girl. I didn’t think she would want to come back,” he managed carefully. “You’re coming back to Roswell? Oh my gosh, why didn’t you say anything last night? I can’t believe you’ve been keeping that from us. Have you told your parents? Where are you thinking about working? Roswell High or university level? This is such great news!” Maria managed in one breath. “I haven’t decided. Kyle was just asking if I was,” “Oh…Liz I think it would be a great idea. Your parents miss you. I think you’ve had plenty of time to find yourself…plus I really miss my best friend,” she said squeezing my hand. “I’m still thinking about it…please don’t say a word to my parents. They’ll hound me about it everyday,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Blaise just stared at the 3 of us with a look of disgust. It seemed my plan of staying in Roswell was not sitting well with him. I shook my head and tried to listen to what Maria was saying about he reunion plans. As I tried to listen, the less I heard. Instead I heard a buzzing in my ears. Maria looked at me and I could tell she had asked me a question. I just nodded and she continued. The buzzing grew to whispering and I wanted to put my fingers over my ears. It seemed no one else could hear the whispers…I tried to make out what was being said and when I did, I didn’t believe it.  The king is here, Max is near. Your highness is here. You must go to him. Do not deny yourself your king. My king? What the hell was that suppose to mean? My arm began to ache and I knew if I had not thrown on a long sleeve tee, I would be trying to explain why my arm was glowing. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Max is here,” I said when I popped out of whispers drone. Everyone just stared at me. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Max? As in Max Evans? “ Kyle asked. I heard the roar of a motorcycle and was happy for the distraction. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “He got it, Max got himself a motorcycle,” Maria said. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I’ll be damned. I thought a bike was more Michael’s speed,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Over my dead body,” Maria said getting up to look outside. I could see a leather jacket and helmet. Kyle got up and went to greet Max too. Blaise was trying to see what the fuss was about and turned to me. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Who is this Max?” he asked. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “One of our friends…he’s been gone just as long as I have,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Did you two have a thing?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Max and I? No, Kyle was my boyfriend in high school,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp And then he was there. Wearing dusty blue jeans, a gray T-shirt , biker boots, and a leather jacket. His hair was long and held back in a ponytail at the nap of his neck. The T-shirt seemed to cling to his muscular chest and his mirrored glasses kept me from seeing his eyes. He held his helmet in his arms and looked around the Crashdown. I gasped. He looked damn good! Maria was talking a mile a minute to him and waving him over to our table. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Oh great, more Roswell fun,” Blaise muttered under his breathe. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “What’s that suppose to mean?” I asked, tearing myself away from Max’ stare. Or at least I assumed he was staring, he still had his glasses on as he approached the table. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Hi Liz,” Max said finally taking his glasses off. I thought I was going to faint. His amber eyes seemed to light up at the sight of me and I thought my heart was going to explode out of my chest. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Hi Max,” <center>*************<center>Roswell's back!<center>Zan is da Man!<center>If you don't like it, don't watch!

Post by **majiklmoon** » Fri Feb 08, 2002 11:51 pm

you are evil to leave me with this for the weekend....what is going on...where are you going with this!....i must know, i must i must i must <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sat Feb 09, 2002 4:03 pm

evil evil evil evil that is so mean!!!!!!! Come back right now and write me some more!!!! Kat ~*The NEW baby of the Silly Girls Family* ~*Its time to act like a man....and hide*~ *~Queen of Babbledom~* ~*To be..or not to be...um...what was the question?*~ *~Smurfs, Rabbits and the Olsen twins are EVIL!~* Author (so far) of Memories, Hideout Vacation and Contemplations and Complication

Post by **splatty** » Sun Feb 10, 2002 12:26 am

more! more! more! <center>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</center>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Mon Feb 11, 2002 2:45 am

I love the idea of Max on a motorcycle. I am picturing him in that tight t-shirt and leather too!! LOL Blaise is starting to annoy me--why can't he take a hint already. WHo wants to stick around with someone after she just said she didn't love him! He must be really desperate! LOL I have a feeling that once he sees how Liz acts around Max he might see the picture a little clearer! Oh, and the whispering--I love it--can't wait to find out more about it! Please post more soon!

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Mon Feb 11, 2002 1:39 pm

Blaise is not ready to go without a fight! Hemight not catch a clue for a little while longer..it's fun to keep him around. As for Max..I tried to make him different then what we are use to (long hair, a motorcycle)...but I think even with long hair he would still be :drool worthy. I mean I think Future Max was so very hot and I hate long hair. Tracie.....queen of evil cliffies..just showing you what it's like!! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> But really I'll be back, be patient young grasshopper! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin">  I'm glad everyone is enjoying it so far. Thanks for the great feedback. Melisa <center>*************<center>Roswell's back!<center>Zan is da Man!<center>If you don't like it, don't watch!

Post by **majiklmoon** » Mon Feb 11, 2002 2:36 pm

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... tongue.gif ALT=":b"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Wed Feb 13, 2002 4:16 pm

Blaise began to fidget as Max and I stared at each other. But for a moment it was just he and I, and I was whisked back to my dream.  “I’m so glad you finally know…and you still want to be with me,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Why would I not? How could I not? You should have come to me earlier,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I was afraid I would lose you forever,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Max, you could never lose me,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Hello, I’m Blaise. Liz’s boyfriend,” At this statement I was brought back to the reality. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Friend, that is a boy,” I quickly added, feeling a bit stupid. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Max Evans,” Max said shaking Blaises’ outstretched hand. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Please join us Max,” Maria said sliding into the booth. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “It’s great seeing you Max, Liz. But I’ve got to get back to work,” Kyle said. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “We’ll have to all get together before the reunion this weekend,” Max said smiling. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Maybe after hours here,” I suggested. At this suggestion I saw Blaise roll his eyes. I would have to have a talk with him. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Sounds good, just let me know,” Kyle said with a wave and strode away. I took a quick glance at Max and he was smiling at me. I smiled back…and had a feeling he would not be smiling when I confronted him with all I knew. Max Evans an alien? Could it be true? Would he have an explanation for everything Maria and I saw 10 years ago? Would he deny it, just as I had denied it for 10 years? &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I guess I’ll put my waitress legs back to work,” I said getting up. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I’ll help, “ Blaise said following me out of the booth. “What can I get you Maria?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Hmm…let me get a K-Pax sandwich and a alien blast,” she said. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Max?” I asked. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Um…just some fries and…” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “And hot sauce.” I finished. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Yeah,” he said. Blaise and I made our ways to the kitchen. I put the orders on a paper and gave them to the cook. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “So what was that about?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “What was what?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “The way you and Max stared at each other? Made me look rather stupid,”  Maybe cause you are, I thought. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Are you kidding me? Am I suppose to look at the floor?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “You said you weren’t together, but they way you stared at him…” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Just stop it Blaise. If you don’t like my friends, or my town just leave already? I’m not holding you here,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I didn’t pay all this money to go back after a day,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Money? Is that what this is about? I’ll give you your money back,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Aren’t you going to feel stupid going to a reunion without a date?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Maybe I’ll go with Max,” I said &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I knew it!! There is something going on between you two! The way you looked at him, the way he looked at you,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I don’t believe you! I’m not asking you to leave, I’m telling you! “ I just about screamed. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I’m not going anywhere,” he said grabbing an order of fries from the counter and searching for the Tabasco. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “You are a little shit, “ I said shaking my head. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Me? You are the one that has been stringing me along for six months, “ &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Fine, whatever,” I said pointing to the bottle of Tabasco and going behind the counter to make Maria’s alien blast. Blaise took the bottle and fries and walked back to the table. I continued to make Maria’s drink and remembered that Max drank Cherry Coke. I fixed him and myself a glass. Blaise could die of thirst for all I cared. As I stood there, the whispers began again. Do not be afraid of the king. You are meant to be together. Beware of the fair one. They mean you harm. I turned to look at the table and saw Max actually laughing at something Blaise was saying. Again, no one heard the whispers. Beware the fair one? What did that mean? Blaise was pretty fair…and he sure was being a pain in my ass. I finished Maria’s blast and headed back to the table. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “That is pretty sweet, “ Max was saying &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “What is?” I asked. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Car talk,” Maria said rolling her eyes. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Great. Hey Maria…what are you doing later today…I need to talk to you,” Blaise gave me a look, which I ignored. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Isabel and I have a final meeting with the caterers at 3:30. Um…why don’t you and Blaise come over for dinner at 5?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “MAX!! How dare you not come straight to the house? Mom is pacing a whole in the living room floor,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Hi to you too, Iz,” Max said getting up to give Isabel a big hug. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Hello all…wait don’t know you. Hi, I’m Isabel Evans-Whitman,” She said hurriedly. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Pleasure to meet you,” Blaise said drool practically dripping out of his mouth. I kicked him. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Isabel is married to my best friend Alex and they are expecting a child in 7 months, “I said matter-of-factly. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “That’s great,” Blaise said still smiling like a buffoon. Isabel was married and pregnant and she still had the power to attract. Unbelieveable. Blaise kept staring at her, almost in a trance. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Are you ok?” she asked, giving him a weird look. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “He’s been feeling a bit under the weather, forgive him,” I said. Maria looked at me and shook her head. I shrugged and looked at Blaise. He had finally decided he had made a fool of himself and was staring at the table. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Maria, the caterers called and said they could be us at 1:30, is that ok? I already told them yes,” It was 1. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Sure Isabel. Well, it’s been great chatting with you all, but work calls,” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I should get going too, before my mother has a hole in the rug,” Max said. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “It was good seeing you Max,” I said shyly. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “You too, Liz,” he responded with a grin. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “See you both at 5,” Maria said. The three of them walked away leaving me with Blaise. He stared after them and I knew his eyes were on Isabel. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “She’s married Blaise,” He mumbled something, slid out of the booth and walked into the kitchen. I began rubbing my arm. It felt like it was on fire. I wanted to go and exam it, but knew Blaise would follow me upstairs. I didn’t feel like getting into it with him again. As I thought about my arm, I realized that while in high school it had never felt this bad. Sometimes when Max was near me, it would throb…but this fire feeling was a first. And the whispering…that had only happened one other time...  “Liz…are you alright?”  I could see Maria talking to me, but could not hear her. She was about to get frantic. Didn’t she hear the whispering? The voices? I nodded and that seemed to lessen her frenetic disposition. But they were still there, what were they saying? All I could make out was king, and help. I clenched my fist and took a deep breathe, willing the voices to be gone. And then I fainted. When I awoke about an hour later, Isabel was standing beside my bed. I had expected to see Maria, not Isabel.  She smiled at me.  “You gave us all a bit of a scare,” she finally said.  “Where’s Maria?”  "Michael is downstairs with her. How are you feeling?”  “Fine...I must be coming down with something,”  “Maybe,”  “Why are you here?”  “Maria called Michael and I happen to be there when the call came,”  “Oh…well thanks. I’m feeling much better now, you can go,”  And then I heard Isabel speak…but her lips never moved. I’m just here to help…for Max.  “For Max?” I said.  Isabel stopped in her tracks. She stared at me and I stared at her. After everything Maria and I had seen them do in the last few months…this just added to what I already believed.  “Max?”  “You said you were here for Max,”  “You’re mistaken. I didn’t say anything,”  I nodded. What was going on here? Now I was reading minds? I shivered. And then again I heard Isabel again. Max is going to flip when I tell him this. Tess is not going to like this at all. It was my turn to try. Isabel…I can hear you, why? Why is this going to bother Tess? Please tell me. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp  “Liz…I’ve got to go now. I’ll send Maria up,” she said and practically ran out of the room &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp I had never told Maria about that day. We had been watching Max, Michael, Isabel and Tess for a few months. We had seen them melt things, change the color of objects…make people see and do things they didn’t want to do. Maria did not want to believe it…that the four of them could be aliens. But she had finally believed when they had translated part of what they called the Destiny book. We had only heard several small excerpts…but for me it had been enough. The book mentioned them being from some place called Antar. They were royalty and had protectors. That was the day we stopped following them and they day we swore that we would never again talk about what we had seen or heard Who would believe us? The police? The FBI? Maria and I would have been whisked away to the mental institute, living out our days hopped up on drugs and dreaming about the life we would have had had we not said a word. So we vowed to never mention it again. For Maria it was so hard…her boyfriend was this being from another planet. Suppose he decided to go back? Everything he and Maria had shared would just cease to exist, if he decided that whatever was back on his planet was better. But she adjusted and soon it was like it had never happened. Except I couldn’t deny it anymore. I had to know the truth, because it was the not knowing that kept me away. <center>*************<center>Roswell's back!<center>Zan is da Man!<center>If you don't like it, don't watch!

Post by **majiklmoon** » Wed Feb 13, 2002 5:02 pm

beware the fair one...i forget, is Blaise Fair....is he KIVAR! great job Melisa <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

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