Title: Accpetance

Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell or Avril Lavigne's song 'I'm With You".

Author's Note: This is just a really short piece because I'm bummed and I needed to write something. Thanks.

I'm standing on a bridge

I'm waiting in the dark

I thought that you'd be here by now

There's nothing but the rain

No footsteps on the ground

I'm listening but there's no sound

Acceptance

It's what we all crave. Whether from our own families, friends, co-workers...people we see on the street. We all want to feel like we belong somewhere with people who actually want to spend time with us.

Sure I have my mom and Liz and Alex who are great, but sometimes you simply want more. A place or a cause to belong to...and I thought I did.

It was the six of us against the world. Max, Michael, Isabelle, Lix, Alex and myself. Thawarting the FBI, lying to the sheriff and all sorts of madcap adventures that you only read about or see in the movies. I mean who thinks that this could actually be my life?

For a year we had our meetings, our roadtrips, our ups and downs and did it all together.

Now some blond, blue-eyed harlot comes around and spouts words of past lives, obligations to people on another planet...and Destiny.

So now we're shunned for not being one of you. The chosen few, who are suddenly not allowing themselves any distractions or friends.

The mission's all that matters.

And it hurts. If only this had happened a week or a month ago .Or simply at the beginning than I wouldn't be in so deep. You said you loved me, was that a lie? Max and Isabelle said they were my friends but their actions deceive them.

Maybe it's me. Maybe there's something about me that attracts people only until I can't think, breathe or sleep without them being near then just as I think everythings perfect you leave. It's what my dad did.

So now I'm supposed to get over it again but do you really ever get over abandonment? Am I supposed to smile and laugh like I'm happy when I'm not. Is Liz supposed to throw herself into science and is Alex supposed to spend all his time in his room writing sad love songs?

Are we supposed to move on and act like we never were?

Right now I'm barely holding on, I can't focus I can't live knowing you that you're there and I'm here alone. I cry and throw my own little tantrums when no one's looking but it's not getting any better.

You're the ones with the super powers tell me how to make this go away. How to forget about you...

For now we're simply holding on.

Staying on our side of the line that has been drawn to seperate us from you waiting for the day that we will once again be...

Accepted

I'm looking for a place

Searching for a face

Is anybody here I know

Cause nothings going right

And everythings a mess

And no one wants to be alone