** Hey, to make my story more interesting, I made Mark Evans 15 and not 14. He's the son of Alex and Isabel **
The next day, after Paul, Dana, and I woke up and were going to get breakfast. Paul and Dana wanted to meet my so called parents and the mystery girl. We decided to eat at the Crashdown, my recommendation. It was more like lunch though, seeing it was noon.
"This place is weird!" Paul exclaimed quietly, to us as we entered the Crashdown. I had to admit on first entrance it was weird, what restaurant was alien themes, except in Roswell? Dana grinned, while looking around at the decorations covering every inch of the diner. I led my two friends over to the booth in the back, secretly keeping my eye open for Darcy, or even Bailey.
"So, any sign of your mystery woman?" Dana asked, smiling. She knew everything seriously, she could tell whatever feeling I was feeling. She was magic, but then again I had known her since we were two.
"Not yet." I responded, trying to keep my attention on my menu, the waitress had given us. I was even disappointed, because the waitress wasn't any of the people I had met, yet alone Darcy. We all sat there in silence looking at our menus, when the door chime sounded and loudly a crowd came in. I tried to make it appear that I wasn't really interested in who came in with the crowd, but to me that felt impossible. I was almost dying to see Darcy, the more I had talked to Bailey, well the more I got Bailey to tell me about Darcy the more I wanted to be with her.
"You're late!" I heard someone say, not too loudly. I looked up to see Liz my sorta new aunt walking out of the backroom lecturing two girls who had just walked in. I tried to stretch my neck so I could see the front of the two girls, they had their back to me and I was practically praying that they were who I thought they were.
"I can't have this happen again!" Liz berated, I heard the two girls sigh. "Do I make myself clear?" She asked, looking from one girl to the next.
"Clear as mud." One of the girls replied. I could've shouted, because the moment the girl spoke I knew it was Darcy. I didn't hear the rest of their conversation, because I was in a daze thinking about Darcy.
"So, there's the girl." It wasn't a question, it was more like a statement, when Dana said that. I nodded, grinning at my two friends. "It does look like your classic Walker taste." She commented, smirking.
"Ya, that's totally you're girl!" Paul exclaimed, smiling along with Dana. "The blonde's not bad either." He stated, earning him a elbowing from Dana.
"But, it's not the brunette, I like the blonde!" I whispered, across the table to them. They both look shocked, I shrugged as if to say, 'why not the blonde?'.
"But, she's a blonde!" Paul sated dumbly, Dana nodded along with Paul still speechless. I guess I had track records of being with brunettes. I did find blondes to be ditzy and dumb, but not Darcy. Her hair wasn't even fully blonde it was practically light brown.
"Oh, hey! Chris, we forgot to tell you, my brother and his friend are in Texas, anyway they're probably going to come here, to see us!" Dana said excitedly, grinning. Her brother was only three years older then us, but he left once her parents died. He had been living with their Mom's best friend, but now he was out of high school. Dana would've wanted to of gone and lived with him too, but she couldn't leave Paul and I. Not really, actually she probably wouldn't want to leave Paul and I, but I think that social services hat a bigger impact. They felt that Dana shouldn't leave the country, because she needed to be close to her roots, some stupid thing.
"That's great, Dana, really!" I replied, just as enthused as she was.
"Yeah for you!" Paul mumbled. Dana looked at him and laughed. "The last time I saw Blake he threatened to remove man town and probably kill me, if I ever touched Dana!" He complained. Yes, that would be a problem, considering I'm almost positive Dana and Paul had done a lot more than just touching!
"Don't worry, he'll only be around for three days. I think for three days we can pretend not to being going out." She responded, I laughed. I knew them too well, I'd bet you anything they'd want each other in the first ten minutes.
"Hey new guy!" I looked up to see Darcy smiling at me. I mentally remember to beat up Dana and Paul one of whom kicked me under the table, and the other one was making it obvious that I had talked about her before, in that kind of way.
"Hey Darcy!" I replied, trying not to seem to excited and trying to block out Dana and Paul across the booth.
"How are you?" She asked.
"Pretty good," I replied smiling. Before I could ask how she was, she interrupted and asked.
"Are these your friends?" She questioned, smiling at Dana and Paul.
"Unfortunately," I mumble, glaring at them.
"I'm Dana!" Dana replied, grinning, and holding out her hand. Darcy shook her hand, smiling.
"And, I'm Paul!" He stated, doing the same as Dana had done.
"I'm Darcy…" She responded, looking around the Crashdown for someone. And, pulling Bailey over, from working. "This is Bailey, my friend!" She commented, Bailey smiled at the two strangers in front of her.
"Dana, Paul." I replied, signaling each when I said there names.
"Hey." They said together.
"Darcy, Bailey!" We all looked at the door to where the voices came from. I recognized some of the kids that I had met the day before, they came in and grabbed a seat. Darcy waved at them, smiling. While, Bailey went over to talk with them and take their orders.
"So, what would you like from the menu?" Darcy asked us. We all replied, naming an item from the menu. When Darcy left to give the orders, I glanced over where Bailey was talking to the kids. I could name the children, because I now know them, there was Rob, Caleb, Mark, and Leila.
"Chris and Darcy sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g…" Dana and Paul whispered the song across the table to me. They were about as mature as second graders. While they went on singing the song, and talking amongst themselves of what Darcy and my life would be like, if we got married. I watched the table with my some of my new family. From where I was sitting I heard them talking too.
"Is that guy still stalking you?" Asked Mark. Stalking her? What was that all about? I watched Bailey, she looked a little nervous, but it really wasn't apparent.
"Well, not really, it's a long story… shove!" She exclaimed, moving in the booth beside Mark. "Ok, well last night he was at my brother's party, and…"
"Bailey! Telephone!" Liz called quietly out from the backroom. I couldn't believe she didn't tell me that last night, but then again we had just met.
"He are your drinks, one cherry coke, and two alien blasts." I looked up to see Darcy with our drinks.
"Thanks!" I responded smiling, up at her. She nodded, grinning back at me.
"Yeah, thanks." Dana and Paul commented, breaking our eye contact. My mind wandered back to Bailey's stalked, whatever the hell that meant. Boy, was this town fucking weird.
The next day, after Paul, Dana, and I woke up and were going to get breakfast. Paul and Dana wanted to meet my so called parents and the mystery girl. We decided to eat at the Crashdown, my recommendation. It was more like lunch though, seeing it was noon.
"This place is weird!" Paul exclaimed quietly, to us as we entered the Crashdown. I had to admit on first entrance it was weird, what restaurant was alien themes, except in Roswell? Dana grinned, while looking around at the decorations covering every inch of the diner. I led my two friends over to the booth in the back, secretly keeping my eye open for Darcy, or even Bailey.
"So, any sign of your mystery woman?" Dana asked, smiling. She knew everything seriously, she could tell whatever feeling I was feeling. She was magic, but then again I had known her since we were two.
"Not yet." I responded, trying to keep my attention on my menu, the waitress had given us. I was even disappointed, because the waitress wasn't any of the people I had met, yet alone Darcy. We all sat there in silence looking at our menus, when the door chime sounded and loudly a crowd came in. I tried to make it appear that I wasn't really interested in who came in with the crowd, but to me that felt impossible. I was almost dying to see Darcy, the more I had talked to Bailey, well the more I got Bailey to tell me about Darcy the more I wanted to be with her.
"You're late!" I heard someone say, not too loudly. I looked up to see Liz my sorta new aunt walking out of the backroom lecturing two girls who had just walked in. I tried to stretch my neck so I could see the front of the two girls, they had their back to me and I was practically praying that they were who I thought they were.
"I can't have this happen again!" Liz berated, I heard the two girls sigh. "Do I make myself clear?" She asked, looking from one girl to the next.
"Clear as mud." One of the girls replied. I could've shouted, because the moment the girl spoke I knew it was Darcy. I didn't hear the rest of their conversation, because I was in a daze thinking about Darcy.
"So, there's the girl." It wasn't a question, it was more like a statement, when Dana said that. I nodded, grinning at my two friends. "It does look like your classic Walker taste." She commented, smirking.
"Ya, that's totally you're girl!" Paul exclaimed, smiling along with Dana. "The blonde's not bad either." He stated, earning him a elbowing from Dana.
"But, it's not the brunette, I like the blonde!" I whispered, across the table to them. They both look shocked, I shrugged as if to say, 'why not the blonde?'.
"But, she's a blonde!" Paul sated dumbly, Dana nodded along with Paul still speechless. I guess I had track records of being with brunettes. I did find blondes to be ditzy and dumb, but not Darcy. Her hair wasn't even fully blonde it was practically light brown.
"Oh, hey! Chris, we forgot to tell you, my brother and his friend are in Texas, anyway they're probably going to come here, to see us!" Dana said excitedly, grinning. Her brother was only three years older then us, but he left once her parents died. He had been living with their Mom's best friend, but now he was out of high school. Dana would've wanted to of gone and lived with him too, but she couldn't leave Paul and I. Not really, actually she probably wouldn't want to leave Paul and I, but I think that social services hat a bigger impact. They felt that Dana shouldn't leave the country, because she needed to be close to her roots, some stupid thing.
"That's great, Dana, really!" I replied, just as enthused as she was.
"Yeah for you!" Paul mumbled. Dana looked at him and laughed. "The last time I saw Blake he threatened to remove man town and probably kill me, if I ever touched Dana!" He complained. Yes, that would be a problem, considering I'm almost positive Dana and Paul had done a lot more than just touching!
"Don't worry, he'll only be around for three days. I think for three days we can pretend not to being going out." She responded, I laughed. I knew them too well, I'd bet you anything they'd want each other in the first ten minutes.
"Hey new guy!" I looked up to see Darcy smiling at me. I mentally remember to beat up Dana and Paul one of whom kicked me under the table, and the other one was making it obvious that I had talked about her before, in that kind of way.
"Hey Darcy!" I replied, trying not to seem to excited and trying to block out Dana and Paul across the booth.
"How are you?" She asked.
"Pretty good," I replied smiling. Before I could ask how she was, she interrupted and asked.
"Are these your friends?" She questioned, smiling at Dana and Paul.
"Unfortunately," I mumble, glaring at them.
"I'm Dana!" Dana replied, grinning, and holding out her hand. Darcy shook her hand, smiling.
"And, I'm Paul!" He stated, doing the same as Dana had done.
"I'm Darcy…" She responded, looking around the Crashdown for someone. And, pulling Bailey over, from working. "This is Bailey, my friend!" She commented, Bailey smiled at the two strangers in front of her.
"Dana, Paul." I replied, signaling each when I said there names.
"Hey." They said together.
"Darcy, Bailey!" We all looked at the door to where the voices came from. I recognized some of the kids that I had met the day before, they came in and grabbed a seat. Darcy waved at them, smiling. While, Bailey went over to talk with them and take their orders.
"So, what would you like from the menu?" Darcy asked us. We all replied, naming an item from the menu. When Darcy left to give the orders, I glanced over where Bailey was talking to the kids. I could name the children, because I now know them, there was Rob, Caleb, Mark, and Leila.
"Chris and Darcy sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g…" Dana and Paul whispered the song across the table to me. They were about as mature as second graders. While they went on singing the song, and talking amongst themselves of what Darcy and my life would be like, if we got married. I watched the table with my some of my new family. From where I was sitting I heard them talking too.
"Is that guy still stalking you?" Asked Mark. Stalking her? What was that all about? I watched Bailey, she looked a little nervous, but it really wasn't apparent.
"Well, not really, it's a long story… shove!" She exclaimed, moving in the booth beside Mark. "Ok, well last night he was at my brother's party, and…"
"Bailey! Telephone!" Liz called quietly out from the backroom. I couldn't believe she didn't tell me that last night, but then again we had just met.
"He are your drinks, one cherry coke, and two alien blasts." I looked up to see Darcy with our drinks.
"Thanks!" I responded smiling, up at her. She nodded, grinning back at me.
"Yeah, thanks." Dana and Paul commented, breaking our eye contact. My mind wandered back to Bailey's stalked, whatever the hell that meant. Boy, was this town fucking weird.