Title: Head Over Feet
Author: Lauren
Email: [1]PaceysLilMcPhee@aol.com
Disclaimer: Don't own Roswell or the lyrics by Alanis Morissette. Get it? Good.
Summary: Alex and Isabel become a couple after prom, but Isabel feels nervous. She struggles with issues about herself and Alex that puts a strain on their relationship. How will Alex handle it? Will Isabel over come her obstacles? And will there be a happy ending for the fairytale couple? (takes place after Heart of Mine)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Alex/Isabel
Author's Note: I wrote both parts at the same time but then decided to split up the next part from this b/c it made more sense to make this a prologue. Enjoy!
Isabel paced back and forth in front of the refrigerator in the kitchen. She was sure she, no he, had made a mistake.
It happened after prom. Prom had been the most wonderful evening; she had been grateful that Alex had agreed to take to her in the end. Alex had treated her like she had always dreamed a guy would treat her. They had danced, gotten their picture taken and he had walked her home after the night had ended. After he had walked away from the door, without trying to kiss her like other guys may have done, she had watched him leave from the window downstairs. After he was out of sight, she had floated up to her bedroom, or at least it had felt like she was floating. Max had looked at her strangely at the time and she vaguely remembered him asking her what was going on with her; however, she didn't answer him, she just continued down the hallway to her room where she entered and promptly shut the door. She wanted the memories fresh for when she wrote it all down in her journal. She didn't even bother taking off her dress or wiping off her makeup; the first thing she did was grab
her purple fabric-covered journal and one of her silver gel pens. This night deserved to be documented in a shiny and magnificent color because it helped portray how she felt. The sparkly color reminded her of the stars and stars reminded her of Alex. She spent at least an hour retracing every event that made up the unforgettable night. Some might say it wasn't very special but to Isabel Evans it was. It made her feel like a normal human girl. The next day, Alex had called her and she could tell from his voice that he was nervous. All he did was ask her if she wanted to spend the day with him and of course she had said yes. They spent the afternoon at a movie and then took a walk through one of the parks in Roswell. They had taken a seat on a bench underneath a large tree. They spent most of the time talking, even after it grew dark. After it grew dark, they spent their second night of stargazing. This time it ended better; Alex leaned over and kissed her. She didn't pull
away. It wasn't until now that the panic started.
As Isabel continued to pace, thoughts raced through her head so fast that it was hard to keep up with them. Alex had always been infatuated with her but now he was getting closer, even closer than he had been before. Now, he was actually in a relationship with her. She was sure that at some point he'd realize that she was Isabel Evans, the alien-human hybrid girl that pretended to be superior to everyone at school but at home and with Max, Alex, and her real friends, she was afraid and private and nothing like the untouchable Isabel Evans of Roswell High. She was afraid he'd grow tired of her. She began to think and believe that he deserved better than her. He couldn't possibly want her, not the real her. It would be better to spare him - and her - the trouble. So that's what she had to do. She had to fix this. And she would have to do it soon before she got too attached.
References
1. mailto:PaceysLilMcPhee@aol.com
Author: Lauren
Email: [1]PaceysLilMcPhee@aol.com
Disclaimer: Don't own Roswell or the lyrics by Alanis Morissette. Get it? Good.
Summary: Alex and Isabel become a couple after prom, but Isabel feels nervous. She struggles with issues about herself and Alex that puts a strain on their relationship. How will Alex handle it? Will Isabel over come her obstacles? And will there be a happy ending for the fairytale couple? (takes place after Heart of Mine)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Alex/Isabel
Author's Note: I wrote both parts at the same time but then decided to split up the next part from this b/c it made more sense to make this a prologue. Enjoy!
Isabel paced back and forth in front of the refrigerator in the kitchen. She was sure she, no he, had made a mistake.
It happened after prom. Prom had been the most wonderful evening; she had been grateful that Alex had agreed to take to her in the end. Alex had treated her like she had always dreamed a guy would treat her. They had danced, gotten their picture taken and he had walked her home after the night had ended. After he had walked away from the door, without trying to kiss her like other guys may have done, she had watched him leave from the window downstairs. After he was out of sight, she had floated up to her bedroom, or at least it had felt like she was floating. Max had looked at her strangely at the time and she vaguely remembered him asking her what was going on with her; however, she didn't answer him, she just continued down the hallway to her room where she entered and promptly shut the door. She wanted the memories fresh for when she wrote it all down in her journal. She didn't even bother taking off her dress or wiping off her makeup; the first thing she did was grab
her purple fabric-covered journal and one of her silver gel pens. This night deserved to be documented in a shiny and magnificent color because it helped portray how she felt. The sparkly color reminded her of the stars and stars reminded her of Alex. She spent at least an hour retracing every event that made up the unforgettable night. Some might say it wasn't very special but to Isabel Evans it was. It made her feel like a normal human girl. The next day, Alex had called her and she could tell from his voice that he was nervous. All he did was ask her if she wanted to spend the day with him and of course she had said yes. They spent the afternoon at a movie and then took a walk through one of the parks in Roswell. They had taken a seat on a bench underneath a large tree. They spent most of the time talking, even after it grew dark. After it grew dark, they spent their second night of stargazing. This time it ended better; Alex leaned over and kissed her. She didn't pull
away. It wasn't until now that the panic started.
As Isabel continued to pace, thoughts raced through her head so fast that it was hard to keep up with them. Alex had always been infatuated with her but now he was getting closer, even closer than he had been before. Now, he was actually in a relationship with her. She was sure that at some point he'd realize that she was Isabel Evans, the alien-human hybrid girl that pretended to be superior to everyone at school but at home and with Max, Alex, and her real friends, she was afraid and private and nothing like the untouchable Isabel Evans of Roswell High. She was afraid he'd grow tired of her. She began to think and believe that he deserved better than her. He couldn't possibly want her, not the real her. It would be better to spare him - and her - the trouble. So that's what she had to do. She had to fix this. And she would have to do it soon before she got too attached.
References
1. mailto:PaceysLilMcPhee@aol.com