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channel's Roswell: I swear, the End of the World is painful. *sobs* This
chapter is written by Jess.
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CHAPTER 8: Blazing Candles
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Jodi walked out the side doors of Roswell High. Slipping the strap of her backpack over her head, she made her way past the cars in the parking lot to meet Charlotte at their own. As Jodi approached the back of the blue car, she heard Charlotte's voice.
"I'll drive, but you'll have to tell me the way to your house," she explained.
"Sounds fine with me," a second voice chimed in.
Jodi slowed down her pace as she peered around the black Jeep that was blocking her view. She saw a guy brush his hands through his hair while he tossed his bookbag in the bag seat of their car. Both him and Charlotte got in the car at the same time and she started the ignition.
The jock, Jodi thought. She rolled her eyes and turned around. As fun as it would have been to interrupt them and ask for a ride down the street, she decided against it.
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"You seem like a follow-the-law type girl," Kyle said, looking at the speed limit and then the speedometer. Both of them read 35.
Charlotte laughed, "You should meet my sister. She's going to get her license taken anyway, I just know it."
"Who is your sister?"
"Jodi. She has brown hair and black glasses. Her locker is by Max Evans."
"Ah. Max Evans."
"Why do you say that?"
"It's a long...long story. You'd have to ask him, or Liz."
"Liz Parker?"
"Yeah."
For a few moments, neither of them said anything. Kyle directed Charlotte to his house.
"Your dad is the Sheriff, right?" Charlotte asked.
"Yep. Sheriff Jim Valenti. He wants me to follow in his footsteps."
"But you don't want to?"
"No."
Charlotte turned down Kyle's street. She parked the car in front of the Valenti's house.
"There's the man himself," said Kyle, pointing to his father who was pulling at bag of groceries from the car.
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Max stood at the counter organizing little stuffed toy alien dolls. Nearly every other doll, he inwardly sighed to himself. He placed a few more down and noticed that the UFO Center was completely dead.
As usual, he thought. Max picked up the last doll from the box. He held it in his hands and look at its eyes. Its dark, almond-shaped eyes. Its large oval head. He finally snapped himself out of him and tossed the alien doll across the room.
"Nice arm you've got there," said a familiar voice from behind him.
Max spun around, startled.
"I didn't think anyone else was here," he explained.
"No one is. I just walked it," said Jodi, putting up the alien toy and placing it on a counter, opposite of Max. She looked at him for a moment then opened her backpack slung across her left shoulder.
"Is Milton here?" she asked, pulling out a sheet of paper.
"Not now. He's out on a break."
"Oh. Okay, thanks." She put the paper back into her backpack. Jodi quickly turned around and headed for the front door.
Max waited for a few minutes, "What do you need him for?"
Almost at the door, she faced him again and said, "It's an application. He said that he would be here and that I could stop by after school."
Max looked around the Center again, "There's not much to do."
"It looks like it," Jodi quickly said, "But he had no objections to it. Maybe he'll find something for me to do."
"Did you try The Crashdown?"
"My sister already has a job there. Besides, I'm too impatient to be a waitress," explained Jodi, "But I'll leave you alone. I'll wait for him outside." She briskly turned around and headed out the door. Max watched her take off her bookbag and place it next to her as she sat down on the curb. He tried to ignore her as he walked over to the room in the back.
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"Hey, Kyle" shouted out the Sheriff, giving Kyle and the girl getting out of the blue convertible a quick, one-handed wave.
"Hi, Dad. This is Charlotte," Kyle said as they both walked up the driveway to meet his dad, "She's my partner for an assignment at school."
"Hello, Charlotte" he said, placing out his hand to shake, "You're the new waitress at the Crashdown."
"Yes, sir. I am." Charlotte smiled, shaking his hand in return.
"How's that sister of yours?" asked the Sheriff.
"Fine. She's looking around for a job now."
"Good to hear you both are getting alone well. I'll tell you guys get to your assignment. What's it on?"
"Romeo and Juliet," Kyle answered, "Charlotte is a wiz about it."
"Don't do all of the work yourself, now. Kyle can't be a slacker."
Charlotte gave another smile, "I won't, Sheriff." She tucked a piece of her long, red hair behind her ear. Kyle and Charlotte both walked past the Sheriff and into the house.
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Jodi glaced at her watch.
4:45...How long could Milton's break, she asked herself. She opened up her backpack and took out a pencil, a sheet of paper and a book. Jodi opened up the book to were her fuzzy dog bookmark held her place. She began to read and take notes.
"What are you reading?" A voice asked.
Jodi placed the bookmark back to the page, flipped to the cover and turned to look up.
"Ulysses. Interesting." It was Michael Guerin.
"Have you read it?"
"Yes. By James Joyce."
"You don't seem like the type who reads."
"Neither do you," Michael said in his usual tone, "I'd better go." He said, looking past her.
"Bye, Michael."
"See ya." He walked behind her and into the UFO Center.
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Charlotte and Kyle both plopped their bookbags onto the Valenti's couch.
"Want something to drink?" Kyle asked Jodi, opening up the refridgerator.
"Sure. Do you have cherry coke?"
"Yep," Kyle grabbed to bottles of cherry coke from the 'fridge and placed them on the coffee table.
Charlotte picked up the bottle and popped of the cap. She sat down on the coach and took out their books. Kyle walked over to the mantle over the fireplace and went to lite a candle. He blew out the match and sat down next to Charlotte. She moved closer to Kyle as she placed the book between them on their knees and turned to Act II, Scene II.
"This is one of my favorite scenes," said Charlotte. She began to recite it:
"But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun! Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she:"
"One of Romeo's infamous lines!" Charlotte began to write a few things down, "To Romeo, Juliet is the sun. Hey, it's like when 'you brighten my day' comes into effect. Except, it's nighttime."
Kyle and Charlotte smiled at each other, writing more notes down. Charlotte continued:
"Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green, And none but fools do wear it; cast it off."
"In Layman's terms..." Kyle began, and stopped to think, "that would mean, not to be jealous?"
"Yeah. For only fools are jealous." Charlotte said.
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"Hey, Maxwell. Little Miss Twin is sitting outside." said Michael.
"Yeah, I know." replied Max.
"What's she doing out there?"
"Waiting for Milton. Supposedly, she must have asked about a job and he said yes."
Michael looked around the UFO Center, "But there's nothing to do."
"That's what I said."
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~*~*A/N: That was fun. Keep those reviews coming!*~*~
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CHAPTER 8: Blazing Candles
~*~
Jodi walked out the side doors of Roswell High. Slipping the strap of her backpack over her head, she made her way past the cars in the parking lot to meet Charlotte at their own. As Jodi approached the back of the blue car, she heard Charlotte's voice.
"I'll drive, but you'll have to tell me the way to your house," she explained.
"Sounds fine with me," a second voice chimed in.
Jodi slowed down her pace as she peered around the black Jeep that was blocking her view. She saw a guy brush his hands through his hair while he tossed his bookbag in the bag seat of their car. Both him and Charlotte got in the car at the same time and she started the ignition.
The jock, Jodi thought. She rolled her eyes and turned around. As fun as it would have been to interrupt them and ask for a ride down the street, she decided against it.
~*~
"You seem like a follow-the-law type girl," Kyle said, looking at the speed limit and then the speedometer. Both of them read 35.
Charlotte laughed, "You should meet my sister. She's going to get her license taken anyway, I just know it."
"Who is your sister?"
"Jodi. She has brown hair and black glasses. Her locker is by Max Evans."
"Ah. Max Evans."
"Why do you say that?"
"It's a long...long story. You'd have to ask him, or Liz."
"Liz Parker?"
"Yeah."
For a few moments, neither of them said anything. Kyle directed Charlotte to his house.
"Your dad is the Sheriff, right?" Charlotte asked.
"Yep. Sheriff Jim Valenti. He wants me to follow in his footsteps."
"But you don't want to?"
"No."
Charlotte turned down Kyle's street. She parked the car in front of the Valenti's house.
"There's the man himself," said Kyle, pointing to his father who was pulling at bag of groceries from the car.
~*~
Max stood at the counter organizing little stuffed toy alien dolls. Nearly every other doll, he inwardly sighed to himself. He placed a few more down and noticed that the UFO Center was completely dead.
As usual, he thought. Max picked up the last doll from the box. He held it in his hands and look at its eyes. Its dark, almond-shaped eyes. Its large oval head. He finally snapped himself out of him and tossed the alien doll across the room.
"Nice arm you've got there," said a familiar voice from behind him.
Max spun around, startled.
"I didn't think anyone else was here," he explained.
"No one is. I just walked it," said Jodi, putting up the alien toy and placing it on a counter, opposite of Max. She looked at him for a moment then opened her backpack slung across her left shoulder.
"Is Milton here?" she asked, pulling out a sheet of paper.
"Not now. He's out on a break."
"Oh. Okay, thanks." She put the paper back into her backpack. Jodi quickly turned around and headed for the front door.
Max waited for a few minutes, "What do you need him for?"
Almost at the door, she faced him again and said, "It's an application. He said that he would be here and that I could stop by after school."
Max looked around the Center again, "There's not much to do."
"It looks like it," Jodi quickly said, "But he had no objections to it. Maybe he'll find something for me to do."
"Did you try The Crashdown?"
"My sister already has a job there. Besides, I'm too impatient to be a waitress," explained Jodi, "But I'll leave you alone. I'll wait for him outside." She briskly turned around and headed out the door. Max watched her take off her bookbag and place it next to her as she sat down on the curb. He tried to ignore her as he walked over to the room in the back.
~*~
"Hey, Kyle" shouted out the Sheriff, giving Kyle and the girl getting out of the blue convertible a quick, one-handed wave.
"Hi, Dad. This is Charlotte," Kyle said as they both walked up the driveway to meet his dad, "She's my partner for an assignment at school."
"Hello, Charlotte" he said, placing out his hand to shake, "You're the new waitress at the Crashdown."
"Yes, sir. I am." Charlotte smiled, shaking his hand in return.
"How's that sister of yours?" asked the Sheriff.
"Fine. She's looking around for a job now."
"Good to hear you both are getting alone well. I'll tell you guys get to your assignment. What's it on?"
"Romeo and Juliet," Kyle answered, "Charlotte is a wiz about it."
"Don't do all of the work yourself, now. Kyle can't be a slacker."
Charlotte gave another smile, "I won't, Sheriff." She tucked a piece of her long, red hair behind her ear. Kyle and Charlotte both walked past the Sheriff and into the house.
~*~
Jodi glaced at her watch.
4:45...How long could Milton's break, she asked herself. She opened up her backpack and took out a pencil, a sheet of paper and a book. Jodi opened up the book to were her fuzzy dog bookmark held her place. She began to read and take notes.
"What are you reading?" A voice asked.
Jodi placed the bookmark back to the page, flipped to the cover and turned to look up.
"Ulysses. Interesting." It was Michael Guerin.
"Have you read it?"
"Yes. By James Joyce."
"You don't seem like the type who reads."
"Neither do you," Michael said in his usual tone, "I'd better go." He said, looking past her.
"Bye, Michael."
"See ya." He walked behind her and into the UFO Center.
~*~
Charlotte and Kyle both plopped their bookbags onto the Valenti's couch.
"Want something to drink?" Kyle asked Jodi, opening up the refridgerator.
"Sure. Do you have cherry coke?"
"Yep," Kyle grabbed to bottles of cherry coke from the 'fridge and placed them on the coffee table.
Charlotte picked up the bottle and popped of the cap. She sat down on the coach and took out their books. Kyle walked over to the mantle over the fireplace and went to lite a candle. He blew out the match and sat down next to Charlotte. She moved closer to Kyle as she placed the book between them on their knees and turned to Act II, Scene II.
"This is one of my favorite scenes," said Charlotte. She began to recite it:
"But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun! Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she:"
"One of Romeo's infamous lines!" Charlotte began to write a few things down, "To Romeo, Juliet is the sun. Hey, it's like when 'you brighten my day' comes into effect. Except, it's nighttime."
Kyle and Charlotte smiled at each other, writing more notes down. Charlotte continued:
"Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green, And none but fools do wear it; cast it off."
"In Layman's terms..." Kyle began, and stopped to think, "that would mean, not to be jealous?"
"Yeah. For only fools are jealous." Charlotte said.
~*~
"Hey, Maxwell. Little Miss Twin is sitting outside." said Michael.
"Yeah, I know." replied Max.
"What's she doing out there?"
"Waiting for Milton. Supposedly, she must have asked about a job and he said yes."
Michael looked around the UFO Center, "But there's nothing to do."
"That's what I said."
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~*~*A/N: That was fun. Keep those reviews coming!*~*~