Title: A Rational Explanation
Author: Persnef
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Rating: PG for situational mentions
To Bella: Because she missed me
Thirtieth of May 2000
A Rational Explanation
Quarter to Nine on a bright and shiny Tuesday morning. The entire student population of West Roswell High was milling about, trying to put off going to homeroom for as long as was possible. Liz and Max, prize students as they were, were no exception. Alex and Isabel, needless to say, were definitely not exceptions. They were lounging idly around Liz's locker, waiting for Maria to show up.
"Where is she?" worried Liz.
"Liz, don't worry. Agent Deluca is probably just late. No surprises there."
The population of West Roswell High - student and staff - had had a shock that morning, when somebody had opened the Eraser Room door, and one supermodel: Isabel Evans and one supergeek: Alex Whitman had fallen out of it. That stupendous event had occurred not more than twenty minutes previously, and currently one calm and collected Isabel, and one bright red Alex were holding hands and trying to calm an abnormally emotional Liz Parker down. Fortunately for the student population, which was eagerly buzzing with the 'Eraser Room' news and the 'Liz Parker in a tiz' news, Max Evans had yet to exhibit any abnormal tendencies that morning. If he had, the student body might very well have suffered a collective heart attack.
As it was, they were making not-so-subtle speculations about the sobriety of the other three.
Suddenly, the low murmur surrounding the four raised itself in pitch. Maybe the student body was going to suffer that heart attack after all.
Ten to Nine in the morning - the first bell had only just rung - and wandering into the school came Hurricane Deluca and the rebel-without-a-cause (in a completely non-James Deanish way) Michael Guerin. Two people who couldn't stand each other, and spent every moment arguing, were arriving together. On time for first classes. And Michael's arm was wrapped securely around Maria's waist as he whispered in her ear. She smiled and shook her head as Michael quickly kissed the top of her head.
The student body of West Roswell High gasped and the buzzing became faster, more insistent.
The verdict? Guerin, Deluca, Whitman, Parker, and at least one Evans: inebriated. Or high. What else could explain it? The Ice Queen making out with the Super Geek in the Eraser Room. There had been rumours that they were dating, but actual visual confirmation? Grace was still shuddering at the memory. Liz Parker, getting emotional in school. And Maria Deluca and Michael Guerin, being sweet and togethery and coupley and *quiet*? And well, what explanation could there be for Max Evans, at any time?
Drugs. It had to be drugs.
The student body sighed in relief. At least there was a normal, rational explanation for their behaviour this morning.
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End
Author: Persnef
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Rating: PG for situational mentions
To Bella: Because she missed me
Thirtieth of May 2000
A Rational Explanation
Quarter to Nine on a bright and shiny Tuesday morning. The entire student population of West Roswell High was milling about, trying to put off going to homeroom for as long as was possible. Liz and Max, prize students as they were, were no exception. Alex and Isabel, needless to say, were definitely not exceptions. They were lounging idly around Liz's locker, waiting for Maria to show up.
"Where is she?" worried Liz.
"Liz, don't worry. Agent Deluca is probably just late. No surprises there."
The population of West Roswell High - student and staff - had had a shock that morning, when somebody had opened the Eraser Room door, and one supermodel: Isabel Evans and one supergeek: Alex Whitman had fallen out of it. That stupendous event had occurred not more than twenty minutes previously, and currently one calm and collected Isabel, and one bright red Alex were holding hands and trying to calm an abnormally emotional Liz Parker down. Fortunately for the student population, which was eagerly buzzing with the 'Eraser Room' news and the 'Liz Parker in a tiz' news, Max Evans had yet to exhibit any abnormal tendencies that morning. If he had, the student body might very well have suffered a collective heart attack.
As it was, they were making not-so-subtle speculations about the sobriety of the other three.
Suddenly, the low murmur surrounding the four raised itself in pitch. Maybe the student body was going to suffer that heart attack after all.
Ten to Nine in the morning - the first bell had only just rung - and wandering into the school came Hurricane Deluca and the rebel-without-a-cause (in a completely non-James Deanish way) Michael Guerin. Two people who couldn't stand each other, and spent every moment arguing, were arriving together. On time for first classes. And Michael's arm was wrapped securely around Maria's waist as he whispered in her ear. She smiled and shook her head as Michael quickly kissed the top of her head.
The student body of West Roswell High gasped and the buzzing became faster, more insistent.
The verdict? Guerin, Deluca, Whitman, Parker, and at least one Evans: inebriated. Or high. What else could explain it? The Ice Queen making out with the Super Geek in the Eraser Room. There had been rumours that they were dating, but actual visual confirmation? Grace was still shuddering at the memory. Liz Parker, getting emotional in school. And Maria Deluca and Michael Guerin, being sweet and togethery and coupley and *quiet*? And well, what explanation could there be for Max Evans, at any time?
Drugs. It had to be drugs.
The student body sighed in relief. At least there was a normal, rational explanation for their behaviour this morning.
***
End