Pile of lies
Category- Max and
Liz (well, not yet) and Max/Tess (sort of)
Summary- Maria and
Liz chat. Michael and Max chat. Tess starts craving salt. I have another thing
that could be considered a Max and Liz scene. Alex is weird again. Tess tells
Max something important.
Disclaimer- don't
own it, don't sue, don't have anything you want
Rating- PG, PG-13…
A/N- Sometimes people might seem a bit out of character. That's
just cuz I sometimes have a different picture of them in my mind (or how I'd
like them to be once in a while) Sorry if you don't like it. Oh, yeah. Please
review :D Thanks for the feedback!
"Oh, my God! What an ass-hole! He
really did that?" Maria exclaimed to Liz as they walked to the Crashdown after
school. "Mm-hm. He just kissed me, just like that. The thing is…I wanted him
to. When he was kissing me, I didn't want him to stop," Liz closed her eyes,
replaying Max's kiss over and over again in her mind. "Of course you didn't,
babe! That's just natural. After all, you're in love with the guy. But you have
to fight it, Liz. He's with Tess," Maria turned slightly green, disgusted by
the image of Max and Tess together. "That's what I told myself. I pushed him
away. You would have been so proud of me! Guess what I did?"
"What?" Maria asked excitedly, leaning in.
"I slapped him and called him a bastard!" Liz grinned happily. "Oh, you go
girlfriend! He deserved it, too." They both high-fived.
Michael smirked while max fumbled
around, looking for his keys, trying to unlock the door. "So you just kissed
her? Out of nowhere?" Michael asked for the third time. "Yes, We've gone over
that already. Yes, I did kiss Liz. But no, it wasn't really out of nowhere-"
"What the hell's wrong with you, man?"
Michael fumed angrily, also for the third time. "We've gone through this,
Michael. Three times. Can't you give it a rest?" Max reminded him
exasperatedly, "Besides, what's the big deal? I kissed Liz. So what?" Michael
gave him a glaring look, "Maybe it's that…hmm…this could be considered…oh, I
don't know, cheating on Tess?"
"You would bring that up, wouldn't
you?"
Tess went into the Crashdown and
immediately saw Isabel sitting at a table all be herself. This is perfect! She
thought, as she casually walked over. "Hi, Isabel!" she exclaimed cheerfully.
"Hi…Tess," Isabel replied just a little hesitantly. What's wrong with her? Tess
wondered. "I…um, Max told me what happened Saturday," Isabel shifted
uncomfortably. "And you don't approve?" Tess raised an eyebrow. "Well, it's not
that…it's…I just…" Isabel tried to think of what to say. She wasn't really good
at confronting Tess, "It's just that…Tess, he was drunk!" she finished
lamely. "I know he was," Tess smiled smugly. "Tell me how it happened," Isabel
requested, leaning forward to grab some Tabasco. "Tell you how what happened?"
Tess grabbed a saltshaker instead of Tabasco sauce and poured the whole
container all over her food. "Well, tell me what happened Saturday night. He
was going to take you home, then…" Isabel stopped when she noticed the salt, "Ewww!
What are you doing?" She looked appalled at the sight of Tess eating all of
that salt along with her salad. "Oh…I've just got a sudden craving for salt,"
Tess told her with a mouthful of lettuce. (And salt) "That's…that's
nauseating," Isabel nodded briefly. "Yeah, it's really weird. Nasedo once told
me something important about salt craving, but I can't quite remember what it
was…"
TUESDAY
(morning)~
Kyle had just finished fixing up a
meal for his dad and Tess before they woke up, when Tess came into the kitchen.
"My favorite Martian! I made you some breakfast- extra Tabasco," He brought the
plate out and placed it on the table. "I don't care for the Tabasco," Tess
replied crisply, "I want salt."
"Ooookaaaayy…I'll just get some out,
then…" he went back into the kitchen muttering about Hybrids and their 'freaky
ways'. "Why do you want salt? There's already some in there," Kyle inquired in
a bemused way. "Well, there's not enough. I really want some more," she
answered nonchalantly. "OK. Here you go," Kyle handed her a container of salt,
(one of the really big ones) "Just don't use too much. Too much is bad for
you."
"Thanks," Tess promptly opened the lid and
poured the container on top of her eggs. Kyle gulped, "Um…I'm sure that's going
to be a heck of a delicious meal."
"Mm-hm…got any more salt?" she looked up
from her plate. "Uh, yeah. I think so…"
Liz and Maria walked into the West
Roswell High school building exactly on time. "I wonder why Alex isn't here
yet," Liz said to Maria as she battled with her locker combo. "He could just be
late, you know," Maria shrugged, putting her hair up in a loose bun. "Alex is
never late," Liz argued, "He's always there early, like us," Liz argued.
"That's true," Maria agreed. Her bun fell out and she tried putting it back up
several times, but was unsuccessful, "I give up! This stupid bun just doesn't
want to stay!" she cried angrily. "Maria! I'm worried about Alex. I think it's
quite possible that that might be just a little bit more important that getting
your hair in a bun. It looks better down, anyway," Liz grabbed her books,
slammed her locker shut, and then followed Maria down the hall. "Don't worry.
I'm sure Alex is fine. He's probably just got a cold or something. What you should
be worried about is sitting next to Max in English," Maria winked
mischievously, "See ya!" she left Liz at the door of her English class. "Fine,
then! Just leave me here, all by myself!" Liz called after her in mock despair.
She cautiously entered the classroom. Her eyes rested on Max. He was watching
her, smiling shyly. Liz couldn't believe he actually had the nerve to smile at
her. Though she had to admit, he was looking especially cute with that grin…she
looked away from him and sat down. "Hi, Liz," Max whispered. Liz refused to
answer; she looked straight ahead and pretended to concentrate on the
blackboard. "Liz?" she didn't acknowledge him in any way. Instead, she took out
her notebook and started doodling absent-mindedly on it. "Are you still mad at
me?" Max asked worriedly. The first period bell rang. "Good morning, class,"
Mrs. Henley (let's pretend that's her name, shall we?) intoned, entering the
room. Liz decided to try and pay attention. "Today I am going to pair you up
with a partner to start working on our persuasive essays for…" Liz tuned out
the rest of whatever Mrs. Henley said. She was too busy praying she wouldn't be
paired with Max. And wishing his eyes would look at anything other than her.
She would rather be Pam Troy's partner than Max's. It was too much to bear
right now. "Parker, you're with Troy," Mrs. Henley announced. Yes! Liz
thought happily. "No, wait- I'm sorry. Parker with Evans. Troy with Andrews…"
Liz let her head hit the desk. Max was now grinning widely at her. Liz looked
down at her notebook and silently groaned when she saw what she had
'absent-mindedly' doodled. All over the edges of the page she had written- MAX AND LIZ FOREVER in a colored gel-pen, surrounded
with hearts. She turned the page quickly, so that Max wouldn't be able to see it
and start to gloat. Well, he probably wouldn't gloat. He'd look at her with
such love and devotion in his eyes, and she would start to melt and- AAAAHH!
Stop it, Liz! "What are we doing?" Liz asked Max when they got out all the
materials and Mrs. Henley passed out the worksheet. "I have no earthly idea,"
Max replied and Liz giggled. "Are you still mad at me?" he gave her a
wide-eyed, innocent little puppy-dog look. Liz wanted to reach over and hug him
tightly. He was so cute! "Of course I
am…" his face adopted a sad puppy-dog look. "But not much."
"I shouldn't have done that, and I'm
really, really, really sorry," Max apologized profusely. "I guess it's okay.
The thing that made me mad is that you're kind of with Tess, so kissing me was
kind of cheating on her," she told him. "Yeah, Michael mentioned that," he
grumbled sarcastically. "So we can forget it ever happened. Be friends again,"
Liz smiled and Max nodded. She decided she had just said the stupidest thing in
the world. She didn't want to forget it happened. She wanted it to happen
again. She wanted Tess to completely disappear from Max's life. Too late for
that now. "Yesterday, you were trying to tell me what happened Saturday, but I
didn't want to listen. Now I do. What happened?"
Mr. Whitman banged on his son's door
again, "Alex, I know you're not feeling well, but you could at least eat some
food!"
"I'm not hungry! Go away!" came Alex's
voice from behind the locked door. His father sighed deeply and went back to
the kitchen, muttering, "I'll never understand that boy…"
Alex got up from his chair and stood by
the phone, his fingers were itching to call. He needed to know if there was any
progress. He doubted there would be, but still. She could be in the middle of a
class, so it might not be a good idea. He flipped through the book one more
time, wishing there would be something he had missed before. There was still a
piece missing, something that didn't quite fit. He couldn't understand how it
had come about, how it was even possible. He laughed to himself, how stupid
they all were to actually believe all that 'destiny' stuff. It was such a
farce. If you looked at the pictures, it might seem that way, but the words
translated themselves into something completely different. He hah had to
recover from the shock of finding out who was truly holding the heir to the
throne. At first he had thought he made a mistake, but there was no denying it.
It didn't matter; Ava was already putting their plan into action. He'd just
have to wait awhile until it came through.