Where You Lie
Authors Note – Okay so this is probably an unconventional crossover but the idea for it just came to me the other day.
Fandom – Crossover between Roswell and 10 Things I Hate About You
Disclaimer – If you thought I owned any of this do you really think that I would be sitting here typing out a fanfiction when I could be out petitioning for a fourth season of Roswell and longer episodes of 10 Things? I don't think so. I have nothing so don't bother suing all rights go towards their individual owners.
10 Things You Should Know Before Reading This FanFiction
Obviously it's a crossover between 10 Things I Hate About You and Roswell. The story will be set in Roswell, with Kat and Bianca having just moved there. Their mother is still dead and their father is still the crazy gynaecologist so nothing has changed there.
In order to have Patrick in this story (since I couldn't do it without him, love him too much.) I have made him an alien, shock horror. In this story he is Michael's biological brother on Antar but when they came to Earth he and Michael were sent to different foster homes; Patrick to the Veronas and Michael to the Guerins. Neither of them knows that they are brothers but in the story they are best friends. Patrick's unique ability is telekinesis but he isn't very good at it, like Michael isn't with his.
I hate the Max/Liz pairing. I always thought that they were too boring so in this story it will be Polar all the way a.k.a Michael/Liz. If you don't like this then I suggest that you stop reading here. Anyone who dislikes them and sends me a rather rude review stating their opinion will get a nasty comment back from me. I did warn you and why would you bother wasting your life, reading a couple you dislike when you can go and find a Liz/Max (-shudder-) story.
The story begins a week or two before the Pilot episode of Roswell so they haven't started school yet and Liz hasn't been shot.
Some plot lines will be changed in the future so don't get confused if it isn't following the tv show in every tiny detail.
Bianca may only make a few cameo appearances. This story is more revolving around Kat, Liz and the Pod Squad and how she finds out about them and deals with it. But like I said Bianca will make appearances here and there, maybe even becoming more of a main character in later chapters when I feel she can deal with the gravity of some of these situations.
Ages. In this story I have made Kat and Patrick a bit younger than they are in 10 Things I Hate About You as in season one of Roswell they are all 16 so I made Kat and Patrick this age too. Since Kat is a bit younger she may seem a little OOC but I will try and capture the central idea of who she was in the show. Bianca is a year younger than them all.
If I forget any details such as the correct spelling of something or what something is called please forgive me. I haven't watched Roswell in over a year and I cannot find my DVD's anywhere so I am going completely on memory until I can find those discs.
Maria is another character that I am not particularly fond of but I will not bash her in this fic. She will mainly be used as comic relief or as a plot device so I'm sorry if she isn't in this as much as some people would like.
The couples that I hope to build up towards in the story are; Kat/Patrick, Liz/Michael, Isabel/Alex and possibly Bianca/Kyle.
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Prologue
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The Roswell heat was doing nothing to improve Kat's mood. She had been in the town exactly one day and she was already desperate to go back to Ohio where her friends and her real home where waiting for her. Why on Earth her father had chosen to get a new job here of all places was beyond her. But she wouldn't complain. No, she was the good daughter and would hold her tongue. It had been plain to see how excited her father had been over the move. Personally Kat thought it was so that he could sever off all ties from the memory of their mother. It had been too painful for her father to stay there.
Bianca of course had ignored all of this and complained nonstop on the car ride here. Kat had been forced to leave her beloved car back in Ohio, something she was now deeply regretting. Their new home was, nice, but it didn't have the lived in feel to it that their old one had.
Currently Kat was walking down the main street of the town – not that they had a whole lot of things to look at – letting her thoughts flow. So many things had to be done before she started school the week after next. Today was Tuesday so she had until Sunday night the next week to get her new school books, timetable for her classes and her father had given her some money to indulge in what she wished. No doubt she would search out a music store and buy an album that she did not have.
Since she had arrived everyone had stared at her like the shiny new toy at playtime. When was the last time someone new had come to this place? Her scuffed converse dragged on the concrete sidewalk as she lazily glanced around. A couple of clothing stores looked decent enough but others looked as if they only stocked clothing that her younger sister would wear, nothing that Kat herself would be caught dead in. After about fifteen more minutes Kat was pleased that she had found a second hand book store that had a wide selection and a tiny music store that dealt mainly with underground bands that even she had never heard of. All in all not the worst day she'd had.
As she passed a diner with a rather large UFO sticking out of a sign declaring the place 'The Crashdown' Kat kinked an eyebrow in curiosity, would everywhere be as alien themed? Deciding that she would at least check the place out Kat stepped inside and was instantly rewarded with a wave of air-conditioned air. She didn't think that any place had felt as good as this place did right now. A couple of booths were filled with kids that looked around her age and an elderly couple sat at a table more towards the centre of the room. Heading over towards the counter she slid onto a stool and glanced up at the menu hanging on the wall. A Sigourney Weaver? A Will Smith? Did this place have issues or what?
The sound of the back door swinging open caught Kat's attention and she glanced over to see a short, darkly tanned girl entering wearing what looked like the waitresses uniform. "What can I get for you?" The girl asked as she came behind the counter and stood in front of Kat.
"Uh, burger and fries?" Did they even sell that here or would all of the food looking like it was from another planet? Obviously that was on the menu though as the girl nodded her head while jotting the order down on her notepad and handing it to the man working with the grill in the kitchen.
The girl walked back over to Kat as it didn't seem as if any of the customers needed her help. "You're new here right? I'm Liz." She held her hand out towards Kat who shook it with a small smile.
"I'm Kat, and yeah, I'm new. My family and I just moved here from Ohio."
"No offence but why would you wanna move here?" Liz questioned with a laugh. "It's not as if Roswell, New Mexico is all the exciting."
Kat gave a shrug of her shoulders. "Didn't really have much of a choice. My dad took a job at the hospital down here and I had to move." Liz nodded along as Kat explained and after a quick glance up held up one finger in the universal 'wait a second' signal before rushing out from behind the counter with a mug of coffee when one of her customer gestured to their empty cup.
Looking around Kat glanced over to a group of four sitting in a both on the other side of the room. It consisted of three guys and one girl, all seemed different in the way that they dressed. The girl and one of the guys looked upper middle class while the two other boys looked like the wrong side of the tracks sort. At this moment the girl – who looked like she could be a supermodel – was rolling her eyes as two of the boys followed Liz with their eyes, the upper class one and another with messy blond hair who looked like he had just rolled out of bed. Obviously they both liked Liz, lucky girl.
The other guy say slouched in his seat, absently flicking at the fries that sat before him. Almost as if he could feel Kat's gaze he looked up with a glare on his face. Caramel met chocolate brown eyes as the two took the other in. Kat returned the guys glare with equal, if not more, intensity. What was that guys problem? He dragged his gaze away from her and whispered something harshly to the girl across from him. "See you've met Patrick Verona, you certainly don't waste time." Liz's amused voice came from behind Kat and she placed her order down on the counter in front of her. "I'd stay away from him if I were you though, he doesn't talk to anyone not currently sitting at that table. I had to do a Bio assignment with him last year and it was like talking to a brick wall. So just warning you before you go wasting your time."
Instead of responding Kat just shot Liz an amused smile before taking a bite into her burger. The next ten minutes passed rather harmlessly, filled with idle chit-chat and Liz giving her the low down on everyone at her school. "So," Kat began in the most innocent voice she could muster, Liz so wasn't buying so she decided to cut straight to the chase. "The two other guy's sitting with Verona. Who are they?"
Liz lifted her eyes to the booth and just as soon dropped them again. "Okay, the one sitting next to the girl, that's Max Evans, the girl is his sister Isobel. The guy across from them is Michael Guerin." Kat didn't miss the blush that stained her cheeks as she said Michael's name. "He's as bad as Patrick in the get to know you department." Liz continued on.
"You know they were both staring at you right?" Kat asked, a mischievous smile spreading over her lips. Obviously she had been spending too much time with Bianca as she had the undeniable urge to play matchmaker. Never mind, she could worry about her role as a feminist later, right now she wanted to find out what she could about Michael Guerin.
Liz shook her head venomously, her brown ponytail flying to either side as she did. "They were not, they were probably just wondering if I was gonna go over and see if they wanted refills or something." That excuse probably sounded pathetic to even her own ears.
Reaching down the counter to a mustard bottle she handed it too Liz. "Go see if they want some or something, try and start a conversation."
"No, no, no, no, no. No way." Liz argued, pushing the bottle back towards the Kat. "I couldn't do that, they'd probably just think I was weird or something."
"Or, you could start a nice conversation and realize that they are both in love with you and oh God I sound like a cliché teenage romance movie. Blame my sister, she made me read something called Twilight the other day and now I have sappy love story revolving in my head." Kat finished her ramble with a rather large gulp of air and looked over to the amused face of one Liz Parker. "Go." She growled giving the other girl a playful shove.
With a reluctant sigh Liz conceded and walked over to the booth. Kat turned in her seat and leaned her elbows on the counter to watch the show. Max's face split into a million dollar smile as Liz approached while the Michael guy just copied Patrick's slouch and glared as Liz. This brought a frown to Kat's face, was the guy trying to ruin any chance with Liz or was he just fucking stupid. As Max and Liz chatted over what looked like the new school year. Isobel's turned to look at Kat with a frustrated look adorning her otherwise pretty face. It practically read, 'Is this your fault?' to which Kat returned a 'so what if it is?' grin. This didn't make the blond happy and she turned to snap something to Liz, who realized that she had been completely hogging Max's attention and scrabbled over to where Kat sat. "Wow go that well?" Kat sarcastically remarked.
Liz just shook her head. "Don't ask." She whined in a defeated voice and slid into the seat next to Kat. "Never happened you hear me. Tell anyone and you are a dead woman." Her voice didn't hold much of a threat though.
To Kat, Liz Parker's attempts at being threatening were comical. "Scouts honour." At Liz's look she amended herself. "Who am I gonna tell? You're the only person I know in this town." Vindicated Liz slipped into the back room and I yelled out a goodbye as Kat knew her dad would be worrying about now. Dropping the money for the food and a tip onto the counter she pulled her headphones out of her pocket and turned on her iPod as she exited the cafe.
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Liz exited the back room in her normal, everyday clothes. Heading over to the counter she picked up Kat's money, putting the money for the food in the cash register and her tip into her pocket. Almost everyone had left by this time and only the elderly couple who had been there all day remained.
After herding them out and cleaning up Liz headed up to her room and out onto her balcony. Two messages were on her machine, one from Maria wanting to know if they were doing anything the next day and the other from her father who was at some convention in Huston. Pulling her diary out she settled herself out only her fold out chair. Pen poised in hand she began to write.
Dear Journal,
I'm Liz Parker and guess what? I made a new friend.
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Okay so, how was that? Was it a complete travesty or should I continue. I have a vague idea where I want this to go so please drop me a line and tell me what you think.