Author: Elizabeth
Rating: I'm no good at these so I'm just gonna say PG for now
Parings: Max/Liz eventually,
Disclaimer: If I owned Roswell, do you really think I would be writing fanfic?
A/N: Okay, this is based mostly on my life in eighth grade. Thanks to all the people of Mayberry Ghetto as well as "Sparky" for the idea for this fic. Also, if every is out of character, sorry, tough luck. I need them this way for the story to work. I know where this story is going, but it will probably take awhile to get there, so bare with me here people! Okay, now on to the story!
Finding a bench, Max and Liz sat down. "So, are you going to tell me what made one of the calmest, most collected girls I know go into hysterics?" Max asked, the concern evident in his voice.
"As you already know, I was late to science, but what you don't know is why. I literally ran into Patrick. And he asked me out on Friday night. Of course I said yes, what girl wouldn't?" At this last comment, Liz could have sworn she saw Max's face drop. Deciding to ignore it for the moment, she continued with her story. "It took a while for me to calm down enough to walk. That's why I was late."
"So that's why you got upset when you saw Patrick and Rebecca flirting." He was now piecing the puzzle together.
"Exactly."
"But you seem to be a lot more calm now."
"Yea, I fell better now that I've talked about it. Thanks." The smile on her face was sincere.
Max was enjoying every minute of this conversation with Liz. He had had a crush on her for at least two years and she was just now noticing him, even if just as a friend. He was about to reply when he heard Maria and Ann approaching.
"Oh my god Liz! We couldn't find Alex, but when we came back you weren't there and when we left you were still borderline hysterical!" Maria was waving her arms all over the place and to tell the truth, Max wondered how the loud, attention-loving Maria and the quiet, shy Liz got along together so well. "Okay, spill chica. One, what are you doing with Max and two, why did you get up and leave, thus giving me a panic attack?"
Liz just laughed. "Maria, I think you might need some cedar oil. I'm fine now. I talked to Max; he'll fill you in. I'm gonna go start my homework."
That was another thing about Liz, she loved getting a head start in any class she could. That's probably why she was a straight "A" student and had been practically forever.
As soon as Liz was gone from view, a very upset and irrational Maria turned to Max. "Okay. Liz said you'd explain, so explain." She sat down on an adjacent bench and started tapping her fingers impatiently. Max was very frightened of the petite blonde and her temper.
Ann cleared her throat. "Maria, chill. Sniff some cedar oil. You're scaring the poor guy."
Max thanked his lucky stars one of them was rational. "Umm. Where do you want me to start?"
"At the beginning, that's always a good place to start," Maria snapped.
"Okay. This morning Patrick asked Liz out and then-" Max was abruptly cut of by Maria.
"Patrick? Patrick James asked Lizzie out?? Oh my god! Why didn't she tell me?"
Ann shoved the cedar oil back under Maria's nose. "Breathe," she commanded. Maria took a beep breath. "Now, if you would let Max here get out more than on sentence at a time, maybe we could find out why she didn't tell us."
Max shot Ann a grateful look before continuing. "As I was saying. By that time, both bells had rung so she was late to class-" Again he was cut off by Maria.
"She was late to class? You have to be kidding me. She has never been late to a class before. Ever." Maria's shock was obvious.
Ann on the other hand seemed to find it quite amusing. "Liz Parker was late to class. The world must be rotating backwards and hell froze over."
Max had to laugh at that. He had now figured out that the glue between Maria and Liz was Ann. If not for her, Maria would probably have Liz in a mental institution. "Now, if you'll be so kind as to let me continue…" Getting nods from the two girls, he started again. "All through science she had this silly little grin. From the way everyone has reacted, I'm guessing that Patrick is, or was might be a better term, her crush." He paused long enough to make sure his assumption was correct, which, of course, it was. "When she and Ann came outside, Patrick was flirting with Rebecca. That's why Liz flipped out."
Maria looked like she was about to explode. "He asked her out and was flirting with another girl later? Ugh! Men are such pigs!" Max gave her a semi-hurt look. "No offense."
"None taken, unless you were including me in that statement," he replied with a smile.
"Of course not! You and Alex are like, the only decent guys in the whole grade!" Maria said emphatically.
"Good to know I'm thought of highly," Max joked.
"Yea, you're one of the few guys that has feelings, the other are just heartless jerks," Ann added. "Speaking of heartless, there goes Rebecca," she said, her usually warm, soft voice going ice cold.
"Oh good. I wanted to have a word with her," Maria said.
"Oh! I'm coming to!" Ann replied.
Max was glad Liz had friends like Maria and Ann to stand up for her when it was obvious she wasn't going to for herself. 'Oh crap. I really need to stop this kind of thinking. It could get me in trouble.' His was brought back to the schoolyard when he heard Maria yelling at Rebecca.
"You little bitch! How dare you do that to Liz!"
Ann wasn't being quite as rude, but just as direct. "What was the point in all that? To bring Liz down so you could feel better?"
Rebecca was looking rather confused. "What are you talking about? What did I do?"
"What, wait, you don't know about Patrick and Liz?" Ann asked softly.
"What about them?" Rebecca asked impatiently.
"He asked her out this morning," Ann said gently.
"WHAT?!" Rebecca was *not* happy. Actually, that would be an understatement. She was completely irate. "What are you talking about? Liz and PATRICK?? No way! I don't believe it. You're just making it up."
"You wish! You're just mad because you couldn't get to him first," Maria retorted.
Max shook his head and went off to find Liz. Entering the building, he saw Patrick and some of his friends. He walked over to them and with confidence he didn't know he possessed asked to talk to Patrick alone. "What were you doing flirting with Rebecca?"
"Exactly what it looked like I was doing. Flirting," he replied, looking at Max like he had grown another head. "Why do you care?"
"I thought you asked Liz Parker out this morning," Max said, trying to prevent himself from losing control.
"Yea, so? Does that mean I can't flirt with another girl?" Patrick asked incredulously.
"If you want to be considered a 'good boyfriend', yes, it does mean no flirting with other girls," Max retorted, quickly loosing what little control he had left.
"You like her don't you? You like Little Lizzie Parker, the virgin Mary." Seeing Max stiffen, he kept going. "Max Evans and Liz Parker, has a nice ring to it. Why do you like her so much anyways? You got a thing for the innocent ones? You know what Max. She doesn't want you. She wants me. I know it. You know it."
Max lost it. With all the anger he had built up inside of him, he punched Patrick square in the nose.
"Dammit, Max! I think you broke my nose!" Patrick cried out.
"Remember that next time you decide to break a girl's heart," Max responded. Then he took off running down the hall before anyone could see him with Patrick. Rounding a corner, he ran straight into Liz. The force sent the both backwards and onto the floor.
"I'm so sorry, Liz! Are you okay?"
Taking a deep breath and trying to think about the fact that Max was still laying on to p of her, Liz responded. "Oh, um, yea, I'm fine."
"That's good," Max said in all sincerity.
"Um, Max, you do realize we're laying in to hallway still right?" Liz asked, not wanting to embarrass him, but wanting to get out from under him nonetheless.
The usually shy Max turned three shades of crimson while removing himself from on top of her. "Sorry about that," he said quietly, unable to look her in the eye.
Just as quietly she replied, "Don't be."
He looked up. She was staring at him intently. "What, do I have food on my face or something?"
She laughed, "Wow, Max Evans made a joke! This is certainly a side of you I hope to see more often."
"When I'm around you, I can't help but be like this," he replied.
It was her turn to blush this time. "Wow, this got awkward fast."
"I was hoping you wouldn't notice, I figured if I was the only one feeling it, I could ignore it. I can leave if you want..." He was about to get up when he felt a hand on his arm.
"Stay. Please?" she asked almost timidly.
"Okay," he replied. Almost as if he was in a trance, he started leaning towards her.
A/N: That's all for now. I know, I'm evil. Lemme guess, you all hate cliffhangers. I do too but it's about 12:30 in the morning and I want to go to bed, but I know I won't be able to turn off my mind unless I post this. I'll post the 3rd chapter once I have 15 reviews so review!! Let me know what you thought! Flames will be used to roast marshmallows and keep my toes warm.
Rating: I'm no good at these so I'm just gonna say PG for now
Parings: Max/Liz eventually,
Disclaimer: If I owned Roswell, do you really think I would be writing fanfic?
A/N: Okay, this is based mostly on my life in eighth grade. Thanks to all the people of Mayberry Ghetto as well as "Sparky" for the idea for this fic. Also, if every is out of character, sorry, tough luck. I need them this way for the story to work. I know where this story is going, but it will probably take awhile to get there, so bare with me here people! Okay, now on to the story!
Finding a bench, Max and Liz sat down. "So, are you going to tell me what made one of the calmest, most collected girls I know go into hysterics?" Max asked, the concern evident in his voice.
"As you already know, I was late to science, but what you don't know is why. I literally ran into Patrick. And he asked me out on Friday night. Of course I said yes, what girl wouldn't?" At this last comment, Liz could have sworn she saw Max's face drop. Deciding to ignore it for the moment, she continued with her story. "It took a while for me to calm down enough to walk. That's why I was late."
"So that's why you got upset when you saw Patrick and Rebecca flirting." He was now piecing the puzzle together.
"Exactly."
"But you seem to be a lot more calm now."
"Yea, I fell better now that I've talked about it. Thanks." The smile on her face was sincere.
Max was enjoying every minute of this conversation with Liz. He had had a crush on her for at least two years and she was just now noticing him, even if just as a friend. He was about to reply when he heard Maria and Ann approaching.
"Oh my god Liz! We couldn't find Alex, but when we came back you weren't there and when we left you were still borderline hysterical!" Maria was waving her arms all over the place and to tell the truth, Max wondered how the loud, attention-loving Maria and the quiet, shy Liz got along together so well. "Okay, spill chica. One, what are you doing with Max and two, why did you get up and leave, thus giving me a panic attack?"
Liz just laughed. "Maria, I think you might need some cedar oil. I'm fine now. I talked to Max; he'll fill you in. I'm gonna go start my homework."
That was another thing about Liz, she loved getting a head start in any class she could. That's probably why she was a straight "A" student and had been practically forever.
As soon as Liz was gone from view, a very upset and irrational Maria turned to Max. "Okay. Liz said you'd explain, so explain." She sat down on an adjacent bench and started tapping her fingers impatiently. Max was very frightened of the petite blonde and her temper.
Ann cleared her throat. "Maria, chill. Sniff some cedar oil. You're scaring the poor guy."
Max thanked his lucky stars one of them was rational. "Umm. Where do you want me to start?"
"At the beginning, that's always a good place to start," Maria snapped.
"Okay. This morning Patrick asked Liz out and then-" Max was abruptly cut of by Maria.
"Patrick? Patrick James asked Lizzie out?? Oh my god! Why didn't she tell me?"
Ann shoved the cedar oil back under Maria's nose. "Breathe," she commanded. Maria took a beep breath. "Now, if you would let Max here get out more than on sentence at a time, maybe we could find out why she didn't tell us."
Max shot Ann a grateful look before continuing. "As I was saying. By that time, both bells had rung so she was late to class-" Again he was cut off by Maria.
"She was late to class? You have to be kidding me. She has never been late to a class before. Ever." Maria's shock was obvious.
Ann on the other hand seemed to find it quite amusing. "Liz Parker was late to class. The world must be rotating backwards and hell froze over."
Max had to laugh at that. He had now figured out that the glue between Maria and Liz was Ann. If not for her, Maria would probably have Liz in a mental institution. "Now, if you'll be so kind as to let me continue…" Getting nods from the two girls, he started again. "All through science she had this silly little grin. From the way everyone has reacted, I'm guessing that Patrick is, or was might be a better term, her crush." He paused long enough to make sure his assumption was correct, which, of course, it was. "When she and Ann came outside, Patrick was flirting with Rebecca. That's why Liz flipped out."
Maria looked like she was about to explode. "He asked her out and was flirting with another girl later? Ugh! Men are such pigs!" Max gave her a semi-hurt look. "No offense."
"None taken, unless you were including me in that statement," he replied with a smile.
"Of course not! You and Alex are like, the only decent guys in the whole grade!" Maria said emphatically.
"Good to know I'm thought of highly," Max joked.
"Yea, you're one of the few guys that has feelings, the other are just heartless jerks," Ann added. "Speaking of heartless, there goes Rebecca," she said, her usually warm, soft voice going ice cold.
"Oh good. I wanted to have a word with her," Maria said.
"Oh! I'm coming to!" Ann replied.
Max was glad Liz had friends like Maria and Ann to stand up for her when it was obvious she wasn't going to for herself. 'Oh crap. I really need to stop this kind of thinking. It could get me in trouble.' His was brought back to the schoolyard when he heard Maria yelling at Rebecca.
"You little bitch! How dare you do that to Liz!"
Ann wasn't being quite as rude, but just as direct. "What was the point in all that? To bring Liz down so you could feel better?"
Rebecca was looking rather confused. "What are you talking about? What did I do?"
"What, wait, you don't know about Patrick and Liz?" Ann asked softly.
"What about them?" Rebecca asked impatiently.
"He asked her out this morning," Ann said gently.
"WHAT?!" Rebecca was *not* happy. Actually, that would be an understatement. She was completely irate. "What are you talking about? Liz and PATRICK?? No way! I don't believe it. You're just making it up."
"You wish! You're just mad because you couldn't get to him first," Maria retorted.
Max shook his head and went off to find Liz. Entering the building, he saw Patrick and some of his friends. He walked over to them and with confidence he didn't know he possessed asked to talk to Patrick alone. "What were you doing flirting with Rebecca?"
"Exactly what it looked like I was doing. Flirting," he replied, looking at Max like he had grown another head. "Why do you care?"
"I thought you asked Liz Parker out this morning," Max said, trying to prevent himself from losing control.
"Yea, so? Does that mean I can't flirt with another girl?" Patrick asked incredulously.
"If you want to be considered a 'good boyfriend', yes, it does mean no flirting with other girls," Max retorted, quickly loosing what little control he had left.
"You like her don't you? You like Little Lizzie Parker, the virgin Mary." Seeing Max stiffen, he kept going. "Max Evans and Liz Parker, has a nice ring to it. Why do you like her so much anyways? You got a thing for the innocent ones? You know what Max. She doesn't want you. She wants me. I know it. You know it."
Max lost it. With all the anger he had built up inside of him, he punched Patrick square in the nose.
"Dammit, Max! I think you broke my nose!" Patrick cried out.
"Remember that next time you decide to break a girl's heart," Max responded. Then he took off running down the hall before anyone could see him with Patrick. Rounding a corner, he ran straight into Liz. The force sent the both backwards and onto the floor.
"I'm so sorry, Liz! Are you okay?"
Taking a deep breath and trying to think about the fact that Max was still laying on to p of her, Liz responded. "Oh, um, yea, I'm fine."
"That's good," Max said in all sincerity.
"Um, Max, you do realize we're laying in to hallway still right?" Liz asked, not wanting to embarrass him, but wanting to get out from under him nonetheless.
The usually shy Max turned three shades of crimson while removing himself from on top of her. "Sorry about that," he said quietly, unable to look her in the eye.
Just as quietly she replied, "Don't be."
He looked up. She was staring at him intently. "What, do I have food on my face or something?"
She laughed, "Wow, Max Evans made a joke! This is certainly a side of you I hope to see more often."
"When I'm around you, I can't help but be like this," he replied.
It was her turn to blush this time. "Wow, this got awkward fast."
"I was hoping you wouldn't notice, I figured if I was the only one feeling it, I could ignore it. I can leave if you want..." He was about to get up when he felt a hand on his arm.
"Stay. Please?" she asked almost timidly.
"Okay," he replied. Almost as if he was in a trance, he started leaning towards her.
A/N: That's all for now. I know, I'm evil. Lemme guess, you all hate cliffhangers. I do too but it's about 12:30 in the morning and I want to go to bed, but I know I won't be able to turn off my mind unless I post this. I'll post the 3rd chapter once I have 15 reviews so review!! Let me know what you thought! Flames will be used to roast marshmallows and keep my toes warm.