Maria lay in her bed looking up at the ceiling slipping in and out of
reality. How long ago had it been when she felt like her life was ending?
No, wait the life she once knew had already ended, the life where she
befriended a bunch of aliens, even fell in love with one. That life was
over and Maria knew she was trying to hard to hold on to it, not letting it
go. Life after Michael was painful. Her misery was suffocating her and she
wanted to break free. The day when Michael left to fight some war he didn't
need to fight; was the day when her heart was ripped from her. Would she
ever get it back? Would she ever be complete without Michael? She hoped so,
she hoped desperately so.
"Maria!" yelled her mother from the kitchen. Maria groaned in annoyance, sometimes her mother could be so annoying. She rolled ungracefully from her perch on the bed and faltered for her sandals. Once her shoes were on she met her mom in the kitchen. "Maria, were going to a nice place for dinner, couldn't you dress up a little more?" Maria's mother said as she looked at her daughters ruffled jeans and stained tank top. Maria snorted and lunged for the fridge. While she rifled through its contents her mother began to give her a lecture about "moving on."
"God, she doesn't know the half of it," she thought in response to her mother's pep talk. "OK mom, I'll dress up," Maria said, her mother smiled, she added quickly," Just know I'm not doing this for you." Francis needs all the support she can get and I'm sure she wouldn't want it from someone who looked like she'd been wearing the same outfit for a week. Maria's cousin Francis was nearly disowned from the family when she got engaged to a man who didn't make at least a million dollars a year. But finally the family relented and decided to accept their marriage. Francis's mother was still angry about the ordeal and was probably gonna give poor Francis hell reception tonight. Then again they had nearly disowned her mother when she ended up pregnant as a teenager.
Maria returned to her room and worked diligently to find an outfit that would work for the wedding reception. God, Maria was so tired of wearing the same clothes and feeling the same loneliness, which had bloomed when Michael left. Exasperated, Maria flopped down on the floor. She let out her breath slowly and picked up her phone. She knew the number like the back of her hand. She heard her friends familiar voice and voiced her plea,"Oh Liz! I have my cousins wedding reception tonight and have absolutely nothing to wear! "Help!"
"Be over in a few minutes, bring some things you might be able to wear, and I'll help you."
"Thank you so much. You are an angel!" With that Maria broke the connection and began to pace around her room throwing clumps of clothes on her bed.
(When Liz arrives)
See! That looks great on you Maria!" Liz encouraged. Maria groaned, she didn't like the outfit on her, for some reason lately she had gained a lot of weight and the pounds kept on adding up. Sighing she said to her companion," Thanks, Liz. I really needed your opinion."
Liz smiled and said, "That's what friends are for. Well, it looks like about time for you to go, so..."
"Oh! I'll see ya Monday at school."
"Um, Maria." Liz bit her bottom lip; her eyes expressed worry and
sadness.
"What?"
"Do you want to talk about this whole Michael thing? You've seemed kinda down lately." Maria couldn't help but laugh. Liz, always the Saint, trying to solve everyone else's problems. Maria could see that Liz was torn about Max leaving. She replied, "Liz I think we both need to have a heart to heart about our. alien relations."
Liz smiled and hugged her friend, "Yeah, I guess we do. Maria have a good time at the wedding reception, maybe you'll meet some cute distant cousin or something."
"Maria!" yelled her mother from the kitchen. Maria groaned in annoyance, sometimes her mother could be so annoying. She rolled ungracefully from her perch on the bed and faltered for her sandals. Once her shoes were on she met her mom in the kitchen. "Maria, were going to a nice place for dinner, couldn't you dress up a little more?" Maria's mother said as she looked at her daughters ruffled jeans and stained tank top. Maria snorted and lunged for the fridge. While she rifled through its contents her mother began to give her a lecture about "moving on."
"God, she doesn't know the half of it," she thought in response to her mother's pep talk. "OK mom, I'll dress up," Maria said, her mother smiled, she added quickly," Just know I'm not doing this for you." Francis needs all the support she can get and I'm sure she wouldn't want it from someone who looked like she'd been wearing the same outfit for a week. Maria's cousin Francis was nearly disowned from the family when she got engaged to a man who didn't make at least a million dollars a year. But finally the family relented and decided to accept their marriage. Francis's mother was still angry about the ordeal and was probably gonna give poor Francis hell reception tonight. Then again they had nearly disowned her mother when she ended up pregnant as a teenager.
Maria returned to her room and worked diligently to find an outfit that would work for the wedding reception. God, Maria was so tired of wearing the same clothes and feeling the same loneliness, which had bloomed when Michael left. Exasperated, Maria flopped down on the floor. She let out her breath slowly and picked up her phone. She knew the number like the back of her hand. She heard her friends familiar voice and voiced her plea,"Oh Liz! I have my cousins wedding reception tonight and have absolutely nothing to wear! "Help!"
"Be over in a few minutes, bring some things you might be able to wear, and I'll help you."
"Thank you so much. You are an angel!" With that Maria broke the connection and began to pace around her room throwing clumps of clothes on her bed.
(When Liz arrives)
See! That looks great on you Maria!" Liz encouraged. Maria groaned, she didn't like the outfit on her, for some reason lately she had gained a lot of weight and the pounds kept on adding up. Sighing she said to her companion," Thanks, Liz. I really needed your opinion."
Liz smiled and said, "That's what friends are for. Well, it looks like about time for you to go, so..."
"Oh! I'll see ya Monday at school."
"Um, Maria." Liz bit her bottom lip; her eyes expressed worry and
sadness.
"What?"
"Do you want to talk about this whole Michael thing? You've seemed kinda down lately." Maria couldn't help but laugh. Liz, always the Saint, trying to solve everyone else's problems. Maria could see that Liz was torn about Max leaving. She replied, "Liz I think we both need to have a heart to heart about our. alien relations."
Liz smiled and hugged her friend, "Yeah, I guess we do. Maria have a good time at the wedding reception, maybe you'll meet some cute distant cousin or something."
