Michael stood frozen on Maria's Lawn. His brain told him to run home but his feet didn't obey the command. Eventually he began walking towards the trailer park.
The empty streets of Roswell were filled with blackness. This somehow comforted him, being alone, away from the humans that endangered his existence.
Where had he gone wrong? Had he said something?
.:*[flashback]*:.
"I hate you!" Maria yelled at him.
"Ditto!"
.:*[end of flashback]*:.
Michael silently slipped in his window. He laughed slightly. It wasn't like Hank would catch him if he used the door. Inside he pulled off his sweat drenched clothes and lay in bed. Troubled by the days events, Michael pulled the covers over his head and slept.
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Morning...
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When Michael awakened he was sore and exhausted. He was already late for school but being truant for the zillionth time wouldn't make a difference.
The night had been filled with tossing, turning, and completely disturbing dreams. Michael drifted asleep but was interrupted a few minutes later by the phone.
"Whatever you're selling I don't want it."
"Tough night Mike?" Max said laughing.
"Don't ask."
"Just thought I'd let you know that your personal fan club is very worried about you."
"Not that Britney chick."
"Yes that Britney chick."
Michael had despised Britney with a passion ever since 1st grade. However Britney's feelings were the opposite.
"So Michael there is one more thing... I asked Maria to the dance and she said yes."
"What does that have to do with me?"
"Well, I thought I would make sure that's all right with you."
"Yes Max, you may take my daughter out to a dance."
"Funny Michael. Come to school if you feel like it." Max hung up.
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An hour later, Michael showed up at school. Walking towards the attendance office he ran into Jordan.
"Hey Michael. So nice of you to join us on this fine occasion"
"Dearly beloved we are gathered her today..."
"Cute. So um you going to the dance tonight?"
"Maybe."
"Well, if you decide to go, maybe we could go together."
"I think I might need to wash my hair."
"I get the point. Let me know if you change your mind."
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Once in class Michael regretted waking up. In the corner laughing and sitting very close were Max and Maria. Usually he would have gone at sat next to them but today was different. Michael felt irritated by their happiness. He wasn't happy so they shouldn't be either.
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"Michael wait up!" Max yelled as he ran towards him. Michael gave him a glance and put a book in his locker.
"Wow! You and a book? Don't see that often. Mind if I get a camera?"
"Hey guys!" Maria had just appeared next to them.
"Hi" "Hey" They replied in unison.
"What's up?"
Michael saw Jordan across the hall. He repeated his thoughts over again. If I'm not happy they can't be happy either.
"Um I was just leaving." Michael walked over to Jordan.
"Jordan, I changed my mind about the dance."