Disclaimer: I don't own anything Roswell, except for a few episodes that I've taped from TV. Please don't sue!
Summary: When Maria DeLuca and Michael Guerin find each other, will they hit it off? And will they be able to overcome the one thing that he can't change?
Includes: All Roswell characters are included in this story: Alex, Isabel, Max, Michael, Liz, and Maria. Maybe others too, but I'm not sure as of yet. It's mostly a M/M fiction, but it will contains others as well.
Authors Note: I'm taking this fiction day-by-day. This isn't my first fiction, but it's my first on Roswell and it's my first that I've put on here. Any comments or suggestions could be appreciated. (Just not hurtful negative, all right? Constructive criticism is great!) I hope you enjoy and be kind! I kinda have an idea of where I wanna take this, but not really. I'm just taking it as I receive it.
Chapter 2
Maria DeLuca entered the Crashdown Café, the small bell on the door indicating her arrival. She burst into laughter as she took in the scene around here. An alien-themed restaurant. Maria hadn't even been in Roswell for more than a couple of hours and already she had stumbled across every square inch of the small town, almost every building holding the same alien décor. She should have expected as much being that she was moving to Roswell, New Mexico, the "alien" capital of the world. Every time she entered a new building to find aliens gracing the walls, though, Maria was forced into a state of awe all over again.
She walked quietly to the nearest booth against an alien covered wall, her eyes wondering through the small café, taking everything in. The place wasn't too busy, but she wasn't the only one there. The décor was tacky, but she liked it. It was fun. New York would have never had a place like this. As diverse as Manhattan could be, aliens would not have been any theme for a restaurant. It was refreshing to have that change.
"Hi." Maria looked up to find a perky brunette in a pale green uniform standing at the end of her table. The girl wore a smile along with a pair of silver alien antennas, and Maria couldn't help but giggle at how silly she looked in them. "My name is Liz. If you need anything, all you have to do is ask me." she paused to take an ordering pad out of her silver, alien faced apron. "What can I get you to drink?"
Maria quickly scanned over the menu before looking back up a the brunette, a smile still plastered on the girl's lips. "I guess I'll just have a coke." she smiled, watching as the brunette scribbled down her order on the pad. She didn't understand why she did that. Was a coke too hard to remember?
"Can I interest you in an order of Saturn Rings with that?" Maria's eyebrows furrowed in confusion and the girl quickly jumped to explain. "Saturn Rings are just onion rings. That name kind of gives it an out of this world twist, you know, to fit the theme." she began motioning with her hands.
Maria nodded slowly, her confusion fading from her features. "I think I'll just have a coke. I'm not that hungry." she spoke politely, folding her arms together and resting them on the table. She returned the girl's smile before walking away.
Maria hadn't really wanted to move from New York. The idea of leaving everything that she had ever known scared her, but the choice wasn't up to her. Her mom had finally been given a chance to do something she really wanted to do. Maria was happy for her even though it meant that she would have to give up all her friends back in New York. She was going to like it here, though. Maria was sure of that. All of the people seemed open for anything or anyone. Maybe it wouldn't be so hard for her to fit in after all.
The waitress was back with Maria's drink within seconds. Maria thanked the girl expecting her to turn and walk away soon after. The brunette, however, didn't bother asking before taking a seat in the booth across form her. "So what did you come to Roswell for? Are you traveling because I think I would have recognized you if you went to our school?"
"I'm not a tourist." Maria answered, shaking her head. "My mother and I just moved into town. She is actually registering me for school as we speak. I didn't want to sit at home while she was out so I decided to see what this town had to offer. By the way, my name is Maria." she extended her hand to the young brunette. "What was your name again?"
"Liz." the girl smiled, shaking Maria's hand. "So we are getting a new student then?" the girl became giddy and Maria had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at her. She liked Liz. Liz was like no one she had ever met. It was nice to meet someone that was completely the opposite of everyone in New York. "It's really cool that you moved here, Maria. We hardly ever get anyone new. It's kind of exciting, don't you think?"
The door bell rang and Maria turned to see a group of teenagers entering the café. Maria was quick to realize that they were friends of Liz when she began to jump in her seat and wave her hands in the air, wanting to get their attention. For a second, Maria had wondered what her mother had gotten them into to.
"Guys." Liz shouted quietly, waving them over to her. "Guys, come here. I want you to meet someone." Liz stood, giving her boyfriend a quick kiss before beginning introductions. "Maria, this is Alex, Isabel, Kyle, and Max, my boyfriend." she pointed to each person as she named them. "Guys, this is Maria. She will be going to West Roswell with us."
"A new student? It's unusual that we get a new student in the middle of the school year. Are you a senior as well, Maria?" Isabel sat next to her brother, Max, who had joined Liz when she sat back down. Maria scooted over in her booth to allow Kyle and Alex a seat.
"Yeah, I am." Maria nodded, suddenly feeling under the watchful eye of Isabel. She seemed suspicious of her. What would make her grow so suspicious so quickly?
"Your family moved you in the middle of your senior year? That must suck." Alex began, trying to ease some of the tension. He knew his girlfriend well. He knew that she had a lot to be afraid of, and he knew that she was speculating why Maria would have come to Roswell in her head. He didn't believe it was to hurt them, though. He had a feeling about Maria. She was harmless, he could tell.
"Yeah, my mom is in the merchandising business. She got a chance to work for a company here. It must not be that big, though. No offense but nothing in this town is."
"Where were you originally from, Maria?" Max asked, his voice letting her know that he was generally interested. Maria observed Max before answering him. He rested his elbow on the table, propping his head up with his hand as he stared back at her. Maria knew that she'd get along with Max great. He seemed really open and trusting, which was something that the people of New York weren't.
"My mom and I moved here from New York. It's kind of a shock to go from a huge city to a little town. It's pleasant here, though. I like that. The people are a lot nicer." they all nodded along with her as she spoke.
Maria's mind began to drift. Her mom had told her about the job offer only a week ago. She had hardly had any time to allow the fact that she was moving to a new town and having to start completely over sink in. She had left everything she knew in New York. Now she was in a place where people might not accept her. Somehow, though, she wasn't worried. Something in her told her that their move was probably going to be one of the best things that would ever happen to her.
