Author: Elizabeth
Rating: somewhere between PG and PG-13
Paring: M/L
Chapter 1
I don't know things got this messed up. The only thing I can figure is that it's because of Tess. The little bitch came and fed Max all this bull about him being destined to be with her. I remember someone saying something about how you make your own destiny, I don't remember where heard that, but I like it. Apparently Max doesn't believe that. He ignored it for awhile, but then, I guess things started really getting confusing when I left him so he could be with her. After that, I didn't know where I stood with Max, so I avoided him. I started keeping to myself more. I started acting like the quiet, shy girl that everyone treated me like. Inside I was fuming whenever I saw her with him, but I silent. Maria asked me several times why I was acting weird, but I just shrugged her off. I guess I was acting seriously different because my parents noticed and cornered me, asking what was wrong. It took a lot of convincing to get them to believe I was fine, but in reality, I'm not fine. I'm dying inside and the only person who would be able to see that is pushing me away. I need to get out of Roswell for a while, to clear my head. I'll ask my mom first thing in the morning about that one. I doubt she'll let me go anywhere, but I'll ask anyway. Or should I just leave? I think leaving is best. I pack my bag and head out through the window onto the roof. As I make my way down the ladder, I wonder what everyone will think tomorrow. Liz Parker, the quiet girl who not to many people knows, left town in the middle of the night. What will Maria do? She'll probably freak out and have to sniff some cedar oil. Michael and Isabel will just be worried I'll go off and tell their secret. Max. I wonder what he'll think. I look up and see his house. I wonder how I got there, I guess while I was thinking I walked towards the place where I could find the person I used to be able to confide in. I decide against my better judgment to go and tell him goodbye. When I reach his window, curiosity overwhelms me. I look in before I knock on the window. The scene that plays out before me makes me sit down- hard. Everyone is in there. Max, Tess, Isabel, Michael, Maria, and Alex. Everyone but me. Again, I am curious as to why they are having what appears to be one of our meetings without me. Then it hits me. The reason I wasn't informed was because it was about me. I pressed my ear to the window. I couldn't hear everything, but I could hear enough.
"…wrong with her…"
"…selfish bitch"
"I agree…"
I couldn't take it anymore. My so-called friends *were* having a meeting about me. If I had been undecided about leaving, this had made it clear. As quietly as I could, I turned and ran as far and fast as I could. It was a good ten minutes before I slowed down. I was in a field and up ahead was a lone weeping willow. I headed towards it and collapsed once I reached its safety. As soon as my mind caught up with my body and I caught my breath, I was weeping on the ground beneath the comforting arms of the branches. I don't know how long I was there, but the next thing I remembered was waking up to a sky that was bursting with color. As I sat up and gathered my bearings, I felt another presence. I turned quickly to see who had also found comfort here. I didn't see anyone, so I brushed it off as paranoia. Once I stood and walked around the tree, I saw that I had been right. Someone else was sleeping under the very same tree. I studied this other body and was shocked to find it was none other than Tess Harding.
A/N: I have the next chapter, but I'm not gonna post it until I get at least 5 reviews!
Rating: somewhere between PG and PG-13
Paring: M/L
Chapter 1
I don't know things got this messed up. The only thing I can figure is that it's because of Tess. The little bitch came and fed Max all this bull about him being destined to be with her. I remember someone saying something about how you make your own destiny, I don't remember where heard that, but I like it. Apparently Max doesn't believe that. He ignored it for awhile, but then, I guess things started really getting confusing when I left him so he could be with her. After that, I didn't know where I stood with Max, so I avoided him. I started keeping to myself more. I started acting like the quiet, shy girl that everyone treated me like. Inside I was fuming whenever I saw her with him, but I silent. Maria asked me several times why I was acting weird, but I just shrugged her off. I guess I was acting seriously different because my parents noticed and cornered me, asking what was wrong. It took a lot of convincing to get them to believe I was fine, but in reality, I'm not fine. I'm dying inside and the only person who would be able to see that is pushing me away. I need to get out of Roswell for a while, to clear my head. I'll ask my mom first thing in the morning about that one. I doubt she'll let me go anywhere, but I'll ask anyway. Or should I just leave? I think leaving is best. I pack my bag and head out through the window onto the roof. As I make my way down the ladder, I wonder what everyone will think tomorrow. Liz Parker, the quiet girl who not to many people knows, left town in the middle of the night. What will Maria do? She'll probably freak out and have to sniff some cedar oil. Michael and Isabel will just be worried I'll go off and tell their secret. Max. I wonder what he'll think. I look up and see his house. I wonder how I got there, I guess while I was thinking I walked towards the place where I could find the person I used to be able to confide in. I decide against my better judgment to go and tell him goodbye. When I reach his window, curiosity overwhelms me. I look in before I knock on the window. The scene that plays out before me makes me sit down- hard. Everyone is in there. Max, Tess, Isabel, Michael, Maria, and Alex. Everyone but me. Again, I am curious as to why they are having what appears to be one of our meetings without me. Then it hits me. The reason I wasn't informed was because it was about me. I pressed my ear to the window. I couldn't hear everything, but I could hear enough.
"…wrong with her…"
"…selfish bitch"
"I agree…"
I couldn't take it anymore. My so-called friends *were* having a meeting about me. If I had been undecided about leaving, this had made it clear. As quietly as I could, I turned and ran as far and fast as I could. It was a good ten minutes before I slowed down. I was in a field and up ahead was a lone weeping willow. I headed towards it and collapsed once I reached its safety. As soon as my mind caught up with my body and I caught my breath, I was weeping on the ground beneath the comforting arms of the branches. I don't know how long I was there, but the next thing I remembered was waking up to a sky that was bursting with color. As I sat up and gathered my bearings, I felt another presence. I turned quickly to see who had also found comfort here. I didn't see anyone, so I brushed it off as paranoia. Once I stood and walked around the tree, I saw that I had been right. Someone else was sleeping under the very same tree. I studied this other body and was shocked to find it was none other than Tess Harding.
A/N: I have the next chapter, but I'm not gonna post it until I get at least 5 reviews!