Disclaimer: I do not own Roswell in any way, Brooke Rosa is my creation and everything that involves her...
Chapter 1
Brooke Rosa was coming out the house to put the last box of her stuff into the moving van, as she got down the stair she could see that her father was making a phone call. She went over to her father.
Brooke: Who are you talking to dad?
Brooke's father:I'm talking to the airline, trying to find out when our flight is
Brooke: Oh, I thought we were driving to Roswell?
Brooke's dad: No, its too long of a drive and plus i have a little over a hundred of flyer miles so i though we could use them now
Brooke: Oh..
Brooke walked away from her father and went back into the house, she dreaded moving to Roswell, she loved her home in Townsport, Ohio. Brooke's parent's had just gotten a divorced about a couple months ago and she was sent to live with her father, John. Brooke was born and raised in Townsport and she thought that she was losing everything in her life. Brooke was 17 year's old and a junior at Townsport High School. She loved her father very much, but she hated him for deciding that it was time for a change and choosing Roswell, New Mexico which was nothing but a tourist trap. Brooke look nothing like her father, he has black hair with blue and with a body of an gym instructor. Brooke on the other hand, looks like her mother who has blond hair with brown eyes. Brooke has blond hair but her eyes are green, she has no idea where she got them from. Brooke is not that popular at her school, she has plenty of friends but she never could fit because of what she was. Brooke was psychic, she has been since she started middle school, and she was able to see things that were so real she could figure what they were. She said to see things that were going to happen before they do in her life, but in the last two years she started to see things and people that are in another life. She thought that she was making this whole other life from her imagination, but whatever she did it just wouldn't let her choose what could happen so she knew that something was letting see someone else's life, but she didn't know why. Her dreams were about people who are alien hybrids, who are trying to live normal lives. Brooke now got the last of her stuff and headed to the car where her dad was.
Brooke: Well lets get going, the faster we move, the less time i think about jumping out of this car
John: ah come on Brooke Roswell is not that bad, I mean i grew up there all the way till college
Brooke rolled her eyes and put on her headphone to listen to her cd player.
