[On the Molly Phillips 2001 tour bus]
"I don't want to go here!" Jack said for what had to be the millionth time in the last ten minutes. It wasn't that Jack didn't like helping out his mom or helping out sick kids but he just knew that their little trip to Roswell, New Mexico would end up with their lives being in danger... again. He knew that Fi's curiosity was going to get the better of her and that it would drag him, Clu and Carey into it.
"How can you not want to go to Roswell? This place is crawling with supernatural spirits. Come on! The crash in 1947 for instance! This place has to be crawling with things just waiting to be investigated!" Fi's voice beamed with excitement... saying Fi was excited about being able to have the chance to go to Roswell, New Mexico would be an underestimate... she was ecstatic. Roswell probably held more answers to the secrets Fi was trying to undercover... so there was no doubt that this was going to be the funnest destination Fi and the gang were gonna be going to, well at least in Fi's opinion.
"How can you be excited about going to a desert?" Carey's voice had the heaviest tone of boredom in it. Yes it was true, Carey Bell was incredibly bored. Usually he was all for a concert, but why a desert? For one, it was way too hot here and for another he just knew that Fi would do something... like usual.
"As long as the place has food, I am totally physched." Clu said, joining the conversation.
Ned sighed bringing the big Molly Philips 2001 Tour Bus to a stop in front of a little diner. "We're here"
Fi, Carey, Clu and Jack turned around and stared out the window of the big bus at the diner, Fi eyed the name of the diner:
'The Crashdown'
"Oh let's go in there, I'm starving!" Fi jumped up and practically ran off the bus.
"Food!" Clu said grinning.
"Just great." Jack grumbled as he walked off the bus, heading towards Fi.
"This is just going to be a riot." Carey replied sarcastically as he followed Jack.
[Inside The Crashdown]
"It should say "washed up rock star" tries to save poor alien babies." Maria commented on the newspaper article she was reading, the article had stated how the Molly Phillips band was coming to Roswell, New Mexico to perform a benefit concert to raise money for sick children.
Michael chuckled. "Who's bitter now?"
Maria made a face. "You, hush over there. I have the right not to serve you."
"Liz will. Me and Liz, we're still buddies."
Liz shook her head, pulling her ponytail tighter. "My dad likes her."
"The great Molly Phillips band, I don't know why you're complaining." Alex laughed.
Maria knocked his shoes off the counter. "Not on the counter, she's some washed up has been. Do we really need her here?"
Fi, Jack, Clu and Carey walked into the little diner which Fi had mentioned to Carey, Clu and Jack was called "The Crashdown". Jack, Clu and Carey had pondered out loud what the title of the restraunt meant. Fi had lectured them about for 10 minutes about the title of the diner was indicating to the U.F.O. crash in 1947.
"This place looks like..."
Jack looked over at Carey and finished his sentence for him. "Like these Roswell people have too much time on their hands."
Clu smirked. "Way TOO much time." The three boys laughed as they walked up to the counter to order.
Fi who had been walking a little more slower then Jack, Clu and Carey, had stopped briefly when she overheard a couple of teenagers trashing her mom and calling her:
"An overwashed has been"
Fi felt her anger rise up in her body, some people just didn't know what real talent was. Fi walked over to the table where the teenagers that were trashing her mom were sitting; She leaned against the table and cleared her throat getting the attention of the group of teenagers... One of the teenagers that instantly looked up at her was a handsome and not to mention a mysterious looking boy, he had spiky brown hair and in Fi's opinion he was definitely drool worthy. "That washed out has been, is my mom, Molly Phillips. And just to let you know, she's not washed up, because if she was, then she wouldn't be touring around the world doing benefit concerts in small towns like these." With that Fi turned on her heel and ran out of the crashdown.
"How sweet." Maria said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Defending her mommy."
"Shut up Maria." Michael watched Fi run outside quietly.
"But that blond one," Maria nudged Liz. "He was something, wasn't he?"
Liz shrugged. "I didn't notice."
Maria shook her head. "You wouldn't."
"I think you should go apologize. That was kind of low." Alex said.
Maria glared at Alex. "Be my guest."
Alex shook his head. "You're the one who said it."
Isabel got up from her chair. "I will."
Maria pursed her lips and watched as Michael got up and left with Isabel.
"What are you thinking?" Maria asked Liz.
"The dorky one," Liz smiled. "He was cute."
Max laughed, wiping his hands on the side of his pants. "The goofy one?"
Liz blushed, letting a bright color of red rise up in her cheeks, at Max's last comment.
[Outside of the crashdown]
Isabel took a deep breath, knocking on the door of the bus; She looked behind her. "You don't have to be here Michael."
Michael nodded, smiling slightly. "I know."
Fi got up from the couch in the community area of the bus when she heard a knocking on the tour bus door, she pushed the blinds down and looked through the window to see two of the teenagers she had seen in the crashdown. Fi sighed and actually contemplated not answering the bus door, what could she say to them? Fi rarely lost in front of people, she tended to keep her anger to herself, but she had just lost it in there, and now here were two of them knocking on her bus door. Fi sighed, and walked over to the bus door and opened it, she leaned against the frame of the bus and stared at the two teenagers.
"Hi, I'm Isabel." Isabel tucked her hands behind her back. "I just wanted to apologize about back there. Sometimes..." Isabel voice trailed off.
Michael shook his head. "Her name's Maria and she's got a big mouth and too much pride to come and apologize. So here we are, by the way I'm Michael." There was something haunting about the girl's eyes, something he couldn't pinpoint.
"Hi, I'm Fi." Fi finally forced herself to smile at Isabel and Michael, Fi could hardly believe they were at the bus actually talking to her. She really didn't know what to say, she had lost it in the diner and now here she was face to face with two of the people she snapped at.
Isabel shifted her feet. "Can we buy you some pie?"
Fi nodded slowly. "Um, sure." Fi hopped down the stairs of the MP tour bus, and followed Isabel and Michael back into the diner, despite that she really didn't want to go back in there, because of her earlier behavior.
[Back inside the crashdown]
"Hi." Liz smiled, placing the piece of pie in front of Clu, who had seated himself down in one of the free seats. "I'm Liz Parker."
Clu took the slice of pie with a half lopsided grin on his face, he stared at the pie as if it was a living thing and then he bit into it. "Hi, I'm Clu." Clu looked up at Liz and flashed a smile and then went back down to paying his full attention to his pie.
"She's going for it." Alex whispered to Max.
"I can see." Max replied.
"Aren't you jealous?" Alex asked Max.
"No." Max shook his head. "She deserves to live, to have fun."
Alex watched the muscle in Max's cheek tense. "Sure, whatever."
"I'm not lying."
Alex shook his head. "Of course you're not."
"I'm not." Max watched Clu and Liz intensely.
"I believe you Max."
Max glared at Alex. "I'm not."
"What's going on?" Tess slid next to Max and Alex, who were already in some sort of conversation from what Tess could figure out.
"Liz is going for the dork." Alex said loudly.
"Look whose talking." Tess hissed, chuckling to herself.
Alex glared at Tess. "Come on... seriously though."
"That surfer looking guy?" Tess asked Alex.
Alex nodded. "And Max is pissed."
"Am not." Max hissed out.
"See."
Tess laughed. "You guys are too much."
"I'm not." Max replied, trying to prove his point.
"The more you say it, the more, we, um, believe ya Max." Alex teased.
Max jumped off the stool. "I'll see you later."
"I don't want to go here!" Jack said for what had to be the millionth time in the last ten minutes. It wasn't that Jack didn't like helping out his mom or helping out sick kids but he just knew that their little trip to Roswell, New Mexico would end up with their lives being in danger... again. He knew that Fi's curiosity was going to get the better of her and that it would drag him, Clu and Carey into it.
"How can you not want to go to Roswell? This place is crawling with supernatural spirits. Come on! The crash in 1947 for instance! This place has to be crawling with things just waiting to be investigated!" Fi's voice beamed with excitement... saying Fi was excited about being able to have the chance to go to Roswell, New Mexico would be an underestimate... she was ecstatic. Roswell probably held more answers to the secrets Fi was trying to undercover... so there was no doubt that this was going to be the funnest destination Fi and the gang were gonna be going to, well at least in Fi's opinion.
"How can you be excited about going to a desert?" Carey's voice had the heaviest tone of boredom in it. Yes it was true, Carey Bell was incredibly bored. Usually he was all for a concert, but why a desert? For one, it was way too hot here and for another he just knew that Fi would do something... like usual.
"As long as the place has food, I am totally physched." Clu said, joining the conversation.
Ned sighed bringing the big Molly Philips 2001 Tour Bus to a stop in front of a little diner. "We're here"
Fi, Carey, Clu and Jack turned around and stared out the window of the big bus at the diner, Fi eyed the name of the diner:
'The Crashdown'
"Oh let's go in there, I'm starving!" Fi jumped up and practically ran off the bus.
"Food!" Clu said grinning.
"Just great." Jack grumbled as he walked off the bus, heading towards Fi.
"This is just going to be a riot." Carey replied sarcastically as he followed Jack.
[Inside The Crashdown]
"It should say "washed up rock star" tries to save poor alien babies." Maria commented on the newspaper article she was reading, the article had stated how the Molly Phillips band was coming to Roswell, New Mexico to perform a benefit concert to raise money for sick children.
Michael chuckled. "Who's bitter now?"
Maria made a face. "You, hush over there. I have the right not to serve you."
"Liz will. Me and Liz, we're still buddies."
Liz shook her head, pulling her ponytail tighter. "My dad likes her."
"The great Molly Phillips band, I don't know why you're complaining." Alex laughed.
Maria knocked his shoes off the counter. "Not on the counter, she's some washed up has been. Do we really need her here?"
Fi, Jack, Clu and Carey walked into the little diner which Fi had mentioned to Carey, Clu and Jack was called "The Crashdown". Jack, Clu and Carey had pondered out loud what the title of the restraunt meant. Fi had lectured them about for 10 minutes about the title of the diner was indicating to the U.F.O. crash in 1947.
"This place looks like..."
Jack looked over at Carey and finished his sentence for him. "Like these Roswell people have too much time on their hands."
Clu smirked. "Way TOO much time." The three boys laughed as they walked up to the counter to order.
Fi who had been walking a little more slower then Jack, Clu and Carey, had stopped briefly when she overheard a couple of teenagers trashing her mom and calling her:
"An overwashed has been"
Fi felt her anger rise up in her body, some people just didn't know what real talent was. Fi walked over to the table where the teenagers that were trashing her mom were sitting; She leaned against the table and cleared her throat getting the attention of the group of teenagers... One of the teenagers that instantly looked up at her was a handsome and not to mention a mysterious looking boy, he had spiky brown hair and in Fi's opinion he was definitely drool worthy. "That washed out has been, is my mom, Molly Phillips. And just to let you know, she's not washed up, because if she was, then she wouldn't be touring around the world doing benefit concerts in small towns like these." With that Fi turned on her heel and ran out of the crashdown.
"How sweet." Maria said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Defending her mommy."
"Shut up Maria." Michael watched Fi run outside quietly.
"But that blond one," Maria nudged Liz. "He was something, wasn't he?"
Liz shrugged. "I didn't notice."
Maria shook her head. "You wouldn't."
"I think you should go apologize. That was kind of low." Alex said.
Maria glared at Alex. "Be my guest."
Alex shook his head. "You're the one who said it."
Isabel got up from her chair. "I will."
Maria pursed her lips and watched as Michael got up and left with Isabel.
"What are you thinking?" Maria asked Liz.
"The dorky one," Liz smiled. "He was cute."
Max laughed, wiping his hands on the side of his pants. "The goofy one?"
Liz blushed, letting a bright color of red rise up in her cheeks, at Max's last comment.
[Outside of the crashdown]
Isabel took a deep breath, knocking on the door of the bus; She looked behind her. "You don't have to be here Michael."
Michael nodded, smiling slightly. "I know."
Fi got up from the couch in the community area of the bus when she heard a knocking on the tour bus door, she pushed the blinds down and looked through the window to see two of the teenagers she had seen in the crashdown. Fi sighed and actually contemplated not answering the bus door, what could she say to them? Fi rarely lost in front of people, she tended to keep her anger to herself, but she had just lost it in there, and now here were two of them knocking on her bus door. Fi sighed, and walked over to the bus door and opened it, she leaned against the frame of the bus and stared at the two teenagers.
"Hi, I'm Isabel." Isabel tucked her hands behind her back. "I just wanted to apologize about back there. Sometimes..." Isabel voice trailed off.
Michael shook his head. "Her name's Maria and she's got a big mouth and too much pride to come and apologize. So here we are, by the way I'm Michael." There was something haunting about the girl's eyes, something he couldn't pinpoint.
"Hi, I'm Fi." Fi finally forced herself to smile at Isabel and Michael, Fi could hardly believe they were at the bus actually talking to her. She really didn't know what to say, she had lost it in the diner and now here she was face to face with two of the people she snapped at.
Isabel shifted her feet. "Can we buy you some pie?"
Fi nodded slowly. "Um, sure." Fi hopped down the stairs of the MP tour bus, and followed Isabel and Michael back into the diner, despite that she really didn't want to go back in there, because of her earlier behavior.
[Back inside the crashdown]
"Hi." Liz smiled, placing the piece of pie in front of Clu, who had seated himself down in one of the free seats. "I'm Liz Parker."
Clu took the slice of pie with a half lopsided grin on his face, he stared at the pie as if it was a living thing and then he bit into it. "Hi, I'm Clu." Clu looked up at Liz and flashed a smile and then went back down to paying his full attention to his pie.
"She's going for it." Alex whispered to Max.
"I can see." Max replied.
"Aren't you jealous?" Alex asked Max.
"No." Max shook his head. "She deserves to live, to have fun."
Alex watched the muscle in Max's cheek tense. "Sure, whatever."
"I'm not lying."
Alex shook his head. "Of course you're not."
"I'm not." Max watched Clu and Liz intensely.
"I believe you Max."
Max glared at Alex. "I'm not."
"What's going on?" Tess slid next to Max and Alex, who were already in some sort of conversation from what Tess could figure out.
"Liz is going for the dork." Alex said loudly.
"Look whose talking." Tess hissed, chuckling to herself.
Alex glared at Tess. "Come on... seriously though."
"That surfer looking guy?" Tess asked Alex.
Alex nodded. "And Max is pissed."
"Am not." Max hissed out.
"See."
Tess laughed. "You guys are too much."
"I'm not." Max replied, trying to prove his point.
"The more you say it, the more, we, um, believe ya Max." Alex teased.
Max jumped off the stool. "I'll see you later."