Author's Note: Due to the fact I got good reviews! Here is the next chapter! –Don't worry you WILL be seeing Max and Liz but not until I have a little Polar fun first!



Chapter 2

Lunch Anyone?



Lunch was something Liz hated. Lunch wasn't even really about eating. It was about gossip. And gossip was the one thing that Liz just could not stand.

"Looks like it's just me and you today chica," Maria had said as they walked to where Maria referred to as the "it" table. "Isabel is leaving campus with her honey, a real jackass if you ask me." Maria snorted.

"Coo with me." Liz had shrugged it off.

"Okay so let me introduce you to some of the people I hang out with." Maria glided the introduction along, "Liz this is Alex," She gestured to a tall brown haired, kinda goofy seeming, guy who nodded his head polite, "This is i my /i boyfriend Kyle," Maria winked at a total jock type guy with brown hair and a good build. "And this chickadee here, is Tess, Alex's woman." Maria smiled. "You'll meet the jackass later and you already know Isabel. So without further or do… Let's EAT!" Maria sat down next to the jock named "Kyle" and Liz sat quietly at the end of the table to Maria's left.

The girl, Tess, with blonde spiraled hair and big pretty blue eyes smiled big and said, "So glad to have someone new in the group. As you can see, we're quite boring…" She giggled, "Just kidding, nice to meet you." She stuck out her hand.

Liz returned the gesture by shaking her hand and smiling back, "Nice to meet you too, Tess." Liz went back to her lunch.

"Oh yea, there are other people who sit with us from time to time, but mostly it's just us." Maria said between salad bites, "Such as my cousin Sean, or his best friend Derek."

"Oh, okay." Liz nodded in assurance.

"Hey, Liz, how do you like Roswell so far?" Alex started, but was interrupted.

"So, Liz is it?" Someone replied from behind Liz.

"Yea?" Liz spun around in her seat.

"Where you from?" A girl about Liz's height and build scowled and sat down beside Tess. Her piercing blue eyes and long flowing black hair intimidating Liz very little.

"California." Liz snapped.

"Where, in California?" The girl challenged.

"Don't worry about." Liz replied calmly.

The girl was about to reply when Maria came in.

"Knock it off Erin." Maria interrupted.

Erin rolled her eyes, "Where's Derek?"

"He's still in auto shop, he says that his transmission has been acting up lately so he and the shop teach, Mr. Kaputo, are working on it." Kyle explained, not once looking at the girl.

"Why do you want to see him anyways?" Tess asked making a face, "You guys broke up two weeks ago and he hasn't spoken to you since." Tess added.

"Why don't you just keep your pretty little mouth shut huh?" Erin brutally responded.

"I'll keep my mouth shut when you keep your legs closed." Tess shot back.

"Shit." Liz chuckled, "I didn't think you preppy girls had it in you for insults."

"I'm sorry, but was anyone talking to you?" Erin counterattacked.

"You're pretty bold talking to me like that." Liz replied amused.

"Oh spare the background. I know your type." Erin rolled her eyes.

"My TYPE?" Liz shook her neck in attitude when she replied "type".

"Yea, the bad girl trying to fit in with the winners but will never be." Erin snubbed.

"You got a mouth on you, you know that bitch?" Liz began to anger.

"Do you even feel like you belong here? I mean take a look around honey. You just don't really match the quota." Erin tested Liz's patience.

"The 'QUOTA'?" Liz make quote marks with her fingers. "What the fuck is that? Some kind of clique you trying to make so you can have friends?" Liz shot.

"At least I have class." Erin rolled her eyes, "Unlike you, I mean who wears men's shoes anyways? Ever heard of the women's section?"

" i ERIN! /i That is enough!" Maria shouted. "Listen, just because Derek and/or Sean aren't here for your amusement, don't think you can fuck around with us." Maria glowered.

"Nah, it's okay Deluca," Liz stood up, "Let the bitch try and say something else. I doubt she'll be able to walk her slutty ass to class as soon as I'm finished with 'er." Liz replied rolling up her sleeves.

"I beg your pardon?" Erin snapped.

"No, you heard me." Liz sneered, "I think it's i I /i that should be the one asking i you /i 'beg your pardon?' Or is that too much for your tiny mind to maintain at once?" Liz snapped back.

"Who do you think you are talking too?" Erin hissed.

"Someone not worth my time," Liz backed away from the table, "This is one of the reasons I had to transfer schools." She closed her eyes and sighed, "I don't need this."

"What's a reason Liz? I bet you're one of those prick teaser's who are all talk and no action."

"Dare to try me?" Liz stepped up to Erin.

"Get away from me you i Ghetto Superstar /i wannabe." Erin grimaced and pushed Liz away. "I've better things to do."

Liz grabbed the hand Erin used on her and twisted it behind her own back, "I beg to differ."

"Let. Go." Erin angered in pain.

"Or what?" Liz questioned harsh.

"Hey, why are two hot babes trying to mess each other's faces up?" A cute 'Mark Wahlberg' look-a-like guy teased, walking up between the two hotheaded girls.

"What do you mean i each other /i ? She's the one that will have the messed up face soon as I'm through with her." Liz threatened, releasing Erin.

The guy whistled, "Rebel chick huh?" He looked her over.

"Is everyone in this school so damn sarcastic and horny?" Liz spat.

"Derek." Erin said to the guy, "I was waiting for you."

"I'm Derek," he said to Liz, "You wanna get outta here?"

"Definitely." Liz replied, eyeing Erin.

"Let's go mama." He took her hand and they left the scene.

*

What was she doing? She was Max Evans girl and here she was, hanging out with a really hot guy named Derek that just swiped her off her feet and whisked her here to some place called Galaxy Rocket. But Max wasn't in Liz's thoughts. In fact nothing but Michael Guerin pulsed through her mind. She shuddered to think of what Max would do to Michael if he had known him. What was wrong with herself? Liz Ortecho should NOT BE sitting next to a guy who presently had his hand too far north of her left leg and was caressing the back of her neck with his free hand as he talked to his fellow jock friends. Liz loved the feel of his fingers massaging the tense muscles in the back of her neck. A massage was exactly what she needed; it reminded Liz of the feeling she felt as Michael has his hand in her back earlier that day. But he was taken, she was taken… They… were taken. They didn't belong together; she belonged to Max and Max alone. Max was hers as much as she was his. Michael had even said earlier that he had a girl friend who he loved very much. Liz loved Max very much. That was the end. End of the war discussion going on inside of her head!

"You okay?" Derek whispered in her ear. Bringing Liz back into reality.

"Yea, you got nice hands." Liz winked.

"You should see what else I got that is nice." He flirted.

"Later baby." Liz patted his knee. "I've got to use the tinkle room." She nudged at his side, telling him to rise up and out of her way.

"Need help?" He asked hopeful.

"Think I can handle things on my own."

"Sure?"

"Sure."

"Sure you're sure?"

"Positive." Liz assured him, laughing.

Walking back from the "Tinkle Room" as Liz liked to call it, she spotted Erin trying to sly her way into the empty spot that lay vacant when Liz left to the restroom. It was clear as day that Derek was over Erin. It was also very obvious that Erin wasn't over him. Liz had little interest in Derek, except for as a possession issue with Erin. Sure Liz would LOVE to bone the guy but sex wasn't what she was looking for in this small town. Besides, that was what Max was for. Even if she had to fly his as down over here. So when Liz saw Erin cleverly slide herself in beside Derek, Liz took action.

"Excuse me, but I think that you're in i my /i seat." Liz smiled.

"Don't see your name on it." Erin replied without glancing up at Liz.

"That's okay," Liz responded taking Erin by surprise, "I wanted to leave this place anyways, Derek?" Liz looked over at him. "You done chatting with the boys? I'm ready to go home; maybe I can show you my room? It's got an i offly /i big bed…" Liz was devious. She knew damn well that she was just going to have Derek take her home without so much as a "thank you for a good time" but she loved the fact that Erin didn't know this.

"Slut." Erin muttered when Derek over excitedly pushed aside Erin and took Liz in his arms as they vacated the CrashDown.

"No, that would be you baby." Liz licked her lips and winked as they passed Erin by.

*

"Today we discuss Greek literature class," Liz's creative writing teacher, Ms. Brida, said happy, "The Greeks were a very interesting bunch were they not?" An eager hand flew up and the teacher called on the student who asked questions about Shakespeare instead of the actual subject, but the teacher was amused nonetheless.

"You finish that story you were writing about last week?" Michael leaned in and whispered to Liz.

Liz thought a while before answering, "I threw it away." She lied.

"Uh huh, you threw it away. I see how it is…" He leaned back in his chair.

"See how what is?"

"How you are just too shy to have anyone read your autobiography."

"I didn't see you at lunch yesterday." Liz changed the subject.

"I went out with my boys."

"Oh."

"Why? Were you looking for me?" He teased.

"You wish, I wanted to know if you turned in the chemistry assignment I let you copy." Liz asked, Liz had shared four classes with Michael, Creative Writing 2nd, Advanced Chemistry 3rd(Are you intimidated?), TA 5th and 6th period's. Although Liz nor Michael never attended their TA class. They had gotten to know each other better over the past couple weeks.

"Oh, yea. I think…" He rubbed his chin in thought.

"Michael!" Liz slapped at him.

"Kidding! Only kidding!" He laughed.

Liz blushed.

"You gotta lighten up a bit Lizzie." He chuckled.

Liz felt a pang of surprise when Michael called her Lizzie. Only two people in the world called her Lizzie, Max and Bella.

"Did I say something wrong?" Michael asked, breaking her thoughts.

"Huh? No! No, I was just uh, I was just thinking about how… Uh how hungry I am! Yea, I cannot wait for lunch today!" Liz replied fast.

Michael didn't look convinced but he ignored it anyways, "What are you going to have?"

"Dunno." Liz shrugged.

"Well my girlfriend is eating with her "girl" friends today so if you wanted to go somewhere it's cool with me, I'd take you. I actually don't like to eat alone." He admitted.

"I'd love to eat with you, I mean I'd be most grateful because frankly the cafeteria food here sucks the fat one." Liz giggled.

"Great! You can see my baby." He grinned.

"Baby?" Liz looked shocked. i Baby? /i

"My Expedition?" He laughed. "Just installed her on some 22's and hitched up the Nacamichi system a few notches. So we would be cruisin' in style." He stretched out his arms.

"Oh!" Liz laughed, "Alright then." She nodded.

"It's a lunch date then." Michael winked.

"Lunch date." Liz nodded in return.

i Date. /i Why did that sound so odd?

i Oh, was it maybe because he has a girlfriend and you have a loving boyfriend who thinks about you night and day until he is released from the hell hold his father put him in and comes to see you here, talking to a really good-looking guy named Michael and flirting with him and he has a GIRLFRIEND! And you two are going out on a lunch date??? /i Liz sarcastically scolded herself harshly.

"Attention class!" Ms. Brida shouted clapping her hands for the attention she needed.

"Hey dweebs! Pay attention!" Michael shouted threw cupped hands.

Ms. Brida cleared her through before continuing, "If I were a Greek God or Goddess I would be…and this is where you insert your portion of my assignment. Now you can make up a god or you can use one that is already present." Ms. Brida smiled. "Partner up, whatever, just get things done." She waved her hands for the class to start.

"Buddy?" Michael looked to Liz.

"Partna." Liz joked.

"What are you going to write?" Michael replied staring at his paper.

Liz shrugged, "I haven't the faintest idea."

"Liar." He looked up from his paper.

"Excuse me? I thought you just called me a liar."

"That's because I did." He poked her side.

"Hey!" Liz giggled.

"Liz? Ticklish? This may be something to my advantage." Michael chuckled, going for Liz's side again.

"Michael!" Liz squealed.

"A hem?" Ms. Brida cleared her throat as she walked pass Liz and Michael, raising an eyebrow high, "Am I going to have to split you two up?" She teased.

"No, I don't think that necessary Ms. Brida." Michael winked.

"Very well… Get to work." She strolled pass.

"Gosh Liz why are you always getting me into trouble?" Michael joked.

"Guess trouble seems to follow me wherever I go." Liz shrugged, playing along.

*

Of all the places in the world to eat, Michael had convinced Liz that BETO's was the best Mexican food in all of Roswell. Liz hadn't had such good Hispanic food since when she was a small child and her mother used to cook it all the time. But the past was the past… BETO's was actually tasty and excellent. Liz had no complaints, she was satisfied. Michael smiled and joked with her as he slowly ate his food and asked her to try certain parts of his meal every now and then. Liz was starting to like Michael more and more the more she got to know him. This was bad. Liking Michael Guerin meant that she was forgetting about Max. And another thing was that Michael had a girlfriend! How many times did Liz find herself stating the obvious?

"Hello? Earth to Liz Ortecho?" Michael playfully waved his hands in front of her face.

Liz blinked and shook her head, "I'm sorry?"

"I asked if you liked your food." He seemed a bit nervous.

Liz nod, "It's delicious. I'm really glad you brought me here." She smiled.

He stared at her a while before shaking his head and answering, "You ready to ah- to ah… Go?" He stuttered.

"Sure." Liz dabbed at the corners of her mouth with a napkin.

Michael and Liz chatted on their way back to school, talking about nothing in particular. They seemed to have so much in common. The only thing that was awkward was when Liz and Michael talked about personal things, like friends. Liz talked about Bella –to an extent. But when asked about a best friend Michael became defensive and asked for a subject change. Neither seemed to have thought about their significant other in quite some time. They teased each other and flirted every chance they had. It was harmless fun… Right?

"So I had a great time Michael." Liz smiled shy.

"Me too." He whispered.

"So…" Liz trailed off.

"Class is gonna start in like 7 minutes." Michael said looking at his watch, but making no attempt to move out of the truck.

Liz leaned in closer. It was like she had no control over her body. It was like a magnet had been pulling between them, their lips touched soft at first. Light kisses filled the air between them, soft, subtle, gentle kisses. Then hard, feverent kisses were shared and they were all over each other. These kisses were so passionate that when Liz had to pull away and they were left breathless.

"Wh- what was that?" Liz panted.

"I-I don't know… I'm so sorry." Michael ran his hands through his brown hair.

"No, it's not that I didn't enjoy that. It's just… Whoosh! I've never had a kiss like that before, not even from Max… MAX!" Liz touched her lips.

"Oh shit! Iz!" Michael yammered too.

Liz looked out the window embarrassed.

"So, you didn't mind the kiss?" Michael asked curious turning back to her.

Liz couldn't stop the smile from spreading across her lips. They were still only centimeters apart. What was it about Michael Guerin? "No," Liz shook her head, "I didn't mind one bit."

"So I guess you wouldn't mind if I did it again?" He replied leaning forward and kissing her again.

"Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

Don't matter who knows

I don't care who sees me

And thinking about you makes my life complete

And what I mean by that

That my whole world changes

You make me feel things that I never felt

I wanna kiss you

Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

Oh yeah, I wanna kiss you

Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

When I'm with my friends

I'm trying to figure out a way

To leave 'em behind just to get back to you

Oh, you're my best kept secret

And that's the way I like it

You're my pride and joy boy

That's why I'm dreaming of you

I wanna kiss you

Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

Kissing you is so good

Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

You're my pride and joy

You're my baby boy

People ask me how I feel about you

They ask me if I love you (yeah)

Am I crazy for you (yeah yeah yeah)

Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

Oh yeah, I wanna kiss you

Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

You're my pride and joy

You're my baby boy

People ask me how I feel about you

They ask me if I love you (yeah)

Am I crazy for you (yeah yeah yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Kissing you is so good

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, I wanna kiss you

Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

I been thinking 'bout you, dreaming 'bout you, thinking about, you yeah, yeah

Kissin' you is all that I been thinking of

Kissin' you is good

Oh kissing you is so good

Got to have it, have your love that's all I'm thinking of…"

(Kissin' You –TOTAL)



A/N: Okay well I need some feedback people! E-mail me at swtlatinakisses@yahoo.com K?