This is from the beginning but instead of Maria's point of view it's Michael's.
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Michael looked down at the engine of the car and wondered what the hell was wrong with the car. This was Mr. Davis's car and he always brought it in saying that there was something wrong with it, even though there never is. Michael stopped trying to figure out what old man river thought was wrong with the car this time and turned around, right away his eyes landed on his girlfriend Maria. She was sitting there on the ground working on a part, but she was staring off into space. Michael got concerned and walked over to her to see if she was all right.
"Maria?" Michael asked, Maria looked up and smiled at him.
"Huh?" Maria asked
"Are you okay? You were like in space or something." Michael said with worry in his eyes. Maria smiled again and she got off the ground, then she put her little arms around his neck.
"I'm fine, just thinking about how lucky I am to have a hottie like you to kiss." Maria said with her eyes dancing. Michael smirked at her comment.
"Well let's not let those kisses go to waste." Michael said as he leaned down and captured her lips, much to his distaste his had to pull away a minute later when his father entered the garage. He groaned at the loss of feel of her soft lips against his.
"Later lover." Michael whispered kissing her one last time before he went back to work.
"Guys?" Mr. Evans said walking into the garage. Him and his wife owned the car garage that his two kids and their friends worked at. The six teens turned and looked at the owner to find a blonde bomb shell standing next to him.
"Kids this is Isabel Thompson, her and her family just moved here from New York. She is now going to work here and I want one of you to show her around town." Mr. Evans said, when no one offered he chose himself.
"Michael." Mr. Evans called his son to attention, Michael's head shot up.
"Huh?" Michael asked
"Why don't you show Isabel around." Mr. Evans said, Michael looked at his father for a few seconds before he grunted (signaling a yes) and walked out the door with Isabel in tow. Once outside Mr. Evans told Michael to just show her the basic's of Roswell.
"But dad, there only is basic's." Michael said, Mr. Evans smirked just like Michael and shook his head.
"That's okay." Mr. Evans said.
"Can I ask you a question?" Michael asked his dad. Mr. Evans nodded and Michael took him aside.
"Why do I have to show her around? Why couldn't one of the girls?" Michael asked, he wanted to be back inside with Maria.
"Because Maria is working on the motorcycle that needs to be done by tomorrow. Liz is working on the accounts for the garage and Tess needs to find out when those parts we need are coming in. And before you ask about the guys you know that Max is grounded for the rest of the day and Kyle needs to run down to the garage at the edge of town for something. You are the only one left, sorry. Now here's some money go show here everything." Mr. Evans said, he patted Michael on the back and turned back to Isabel.
"Ready?" Michael asked, Isabel shrugged and he groaned knowing this was going to be really boring.
"Well let's go." Michael said walking ahead of her, he was going to get this done as fast as possible.
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Michael looked down at the engine of the car and wondered what the hell was wrong with the car. This was Mr. Davis's car and he always brought it in saying that there was something wrong with it, even though there never is. Michael stopped trying to figure out what old man river thought was wrong with the car this time and turned around, right away his eyes landed on his girlfriend Maria. She was sitting there on the ground working on a part, but she was staring off into space. Michael got concerned and walked over to her to see if she was all right.
"Maria?" Michael asked, Maria looked up and smiled at him.
"Huh?" Maria asked
"Are you okay? You were like in space or something." Michael said with worry in his eyes. Maria smiled again and she got off the ground, then she put her little arms around his neck.
"I'm fine, just thinking about how lucky I am to have a hottie like you to kiss." Maria said with her eyes dancing. Michael smirked at her comment.
"Well let's not let those kisses go to waste." Michael said as he leaned down and captured her lips, much to his distaste his had to pull away a minute later when his father entered the garage. He groaned at the loss of feel of her soft lips against his.
"Later lover." Michael whispered kissing her one last time before he went back to work.
"Guys?" Mr. Evans said walking into the garage. Him and his wife owned the car garage that his two kids and their friends worked at. The six teens turned and looked at the owner to find a blonde bomb shell standing next to him.
"Kids this is Isabel Thompson, her and her family just moved here from New York. She is now going to work here and I want one of you to show her around town." Mr. Evans said, when no one offered he chose himself.
"Michael." Mr. Evans called his son to attention, Michael's head shot up.
"Huh?" Michael asked
"Why don't you show Isabel around." Mr. Evans said, Michael looked at his father for a few seconds before he grunted (signaling a yes) and walked out the door with Isabel in tow. Once outside Mr. Evans told Michael to just show her the basic's of Roswell.
"But dad, there only is basic's." Michael said, Mr. Evans smirked just like Michael and shook his head.
"That's okay." Mr. Evans said.
"Can I ask you a question?" Michael asked his dad. Mr. Evans nodded and Michael took him aside.
"Why do I have to show her around? Why couldn't one of the girls?" Michael asked, he wanted to be back inside with Maria.
"Because Maria is working on the motorcycle that needs to be done by tomorrow. Liz is working on the accounts for the garage and Tess needs to find out when those parts we need are coming in. And before you ask about the guys you know that Max is grounded for the rest of the day and Kyle needs to run down to the garage at the edge of town for something. You are the only one left, sorry. Now here's some money go show here everything." Mr. Evans said, he patted Michael on the back and turned back to Isabel.
"Ready?" Michael asked, Isabel shrugged and he groaned knowing this was going to be really boring.
"Well let's go." Michael said walking ahead of her, he was going to get this done as fast as possible.