See part one for disclaimers. I really do own Lisa's items of clothing mentioned. ^^ I love my crappy black shorts. *grin* I also wear my hair in the ponytail-split-braid sometimes.
Just under the wire, Lisa emerged from the bedroom munching on the donut, dressed in white cotton shorts and solid light blue t-shirt, much different than the black nylon shorts and novelty shirt she'd worn to bed. Her waist length brown hair, however, could stand a good brushing.
Tommy looked up from the magazine he was reading. "Hey," he said. "Welcome back to the land of the living."
She gave him a look and gulped down the soda he'd brought her. Tommy just smiled. After a relationship of almost eleven years, he was used to her little quirks.
He was also used to the fact that his girlfriend was, for lack of a better word, an alien. Hey, he'd seen stranger things as a Power Ranger.
Lisa was not, however, the stereotypical "little green man (woman in her case) from Mars". She looked like a perfectly normal human girl, until she brings out her wings, that is. There was also that unnatural fire that shone in her brown eyes whenever she was angry of someone she loved was in trouble.
Her home planet was named after its sun – Alnilam. It's located approximately 1340 light-years from earth and is very easy to find, as it's the middle star in Orion's belt.
Tommy and Lisa met in 1991 when he'd had a terrible case of the flu, but that's another story.
"You'd better go brush your hair and finish getting ready," Tommy said. "We have to leave soon."
She grunted and headed for the bathroom, adjusting the silver chain around her neck, off of which her ankh charm hung. "What's it like out?" she called through the door and over running water.
"Supposed to be hitting ninety today." Tommy called back.
Lisa didn't answer, but, after a few minutes, she exited with her hair in a ponytail, split into two separate braids. She often wore it like that on hot days because it kept the hair off her neck.
"You ready?" he asked.
"Yeah," she replied, yawning.
Tommy handed her her favorite red jacket. She was never without it, even on some of the hottest days.
Together, carrying their luggage, they made their way to Tommy's car. Now Lisa was a little more excited.
They were on their way to Malibu.
End part two.