This story will be Liz telling her story to her journal...each day. Review to let me to know to keep going with the story please...I decided reading the stories wasn't enough and I needed something to do besides my class work this semester. I don't own anything from Roswell, neither from University of Alabama, or BadAss Coffee Company.
Journal entry 1:
My heart will always remember that day. A day that began like any other, a day that should have been normal, yet sometimes, certain things just happen, I guess. I thought that perhaps I would just go to work...earn my money...get a few extra dollars in tips...maybe hang out with Maria and things would just be.... well...normal. Obviously destiny had another thing in mind.
That certain day was the day I met Max Evans. Well, I technically already knew Max...but not really "KNOW" Max. I had talked with him a few times in Biology...but mostly just small talk...how was that party last weekend or how we hated Greek life at our university. Wow, I'm leaving so much out. I'm sorry. My name is Liz Parker and I attend the University of Alabama. Yea, I know...redneck-central...that's the reaction I received when I told my friends of Roswell where I was going to school, but hey, I want to be a lawyer, tuition's cheap...why not?
Anyways, back to my story. Max was in a few of my classes. Biology, English Lit, and Political Science, so naturally, we would talk sometime. He was one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen in my life. He had beautiful amber eyes that just sparkled when you looked into them. Brown hair that made me curious as to how it would feel to run your fingers through it. The typical tall, dark, and handsome. Clean-cut. That was key. The biggest trend in this area is to be "hippie." Go figure. I even give credit to Max for my inspiration to even attend classes.
The day in question was a late September afternoon at my job. I worked as a barista in BadAss Coffee Company. Yes...that is the name...in fact, we made news about our name a couple of years back...anyways. I was working, it was during one of our main rushes, and I just got bitched out about some drink SOMEONE else made. We were part coffee company, part bar so we got all kinds of people in there.
Max was sitting at one of our tables and my shift luckily was about to end. All I could think about was going to one of the bars across the street and having a couple of drinks with my friend Maria. I was asking our customers if they needed anything else before I clocked out. I came to Max...I saved the best for last...
"Max, do you need anything else?" I asked, just happy to even get the chance to talk to him again.
"Nah, Liz...I'm good...I think I'm about to leave," Max responded... too quickly.
"Oh...ok...well, I'm about to leave so just ask Shannon if you need anything else, ok? I stated...just looking for something else to say.
"Thanks Liz...hey what are you doing after work?" Max asked.
I freaked... was Max asking me out?
"Well.. I was going to go across the street to grab a couple of drinks...would you like to come?" I asked, begging in my eyes.
"Well, that sounds really cool actually."
"I'm about to clock out, we can walk over there together if you would like..." trying to hide the excitement in my voice.
"Ok sounds great..." Max returned, and so we had a date. Kind of...
Little did I know what was to come...what would change both of our lives forever...and how my life as normal Elizabeth Parker would cease to exist.