Oooohhhh, I forgot. I don't own anything. O well, Anyways.
Ok, this chappy picks up where the other left off, big surprise. *~sarcasm~* Will this chappy be NC-17? Who knows, you'll just have to read to find out. Oooops, I just realized you're not allowed to post NC-17 fics, anyways this isn't so. whatever.
For anyone who likes this fic, I currently have a Legolas/OC romance fic. Under books ( LOTR. And, I have a finished original story under miscellaneous novels. However, if you're too lazy to go through all those steps. I don't blame you!!! Anyways, go to my personal bio, which is under Beeeyaaatch. Ok, enjoy.
Michael's POV
I wasn't really asleep yet, because the memories of Liz were still on the surface of my mind. When I woke up this morning, I did not think I would meet a kindred spirit. Ok, that sounded a little too Lifetime channel. But, I mean Max and Isabel were brother and sister, and they had parents who loved them. Even Tess had Kyle and Valenti, but I had no one. Well, that was depressing. Hail Michael, king of the self-pitying aliens.
"Michael, get up!" "Liz, what, why?" "Get dressed, wese goin' fer a ride." [A/N Ok, that sounded dirty, but it wasn't.] "Where to?" "Where youse came outta yer pods, I wanna show ya sometin'." "What, are you insane?!? I can't take you there. I don't even know you, let alone." She cut me off by saying "Michael, I know ya don't trust me, hell I wouldn' trust me. But, this is important." She was asking me to take her to the Pod Chamber. How did she know it existed? Maybe she already knew and was tricking me. But one look in her eyes made me eliminate the possibility. There was something about her that made me want to take her. But I couldn't; it was reckless, stupid.but she said she had info. that could help us. If she wanted to help us, why did she wait till now? Why not show everyone at once? Even as I said the words I knew there was a possibility that she was mind-warping me or something, "ok." I don't think she mind- warped me, because something inside me wanted to take her there, show her who I was, maybe get a few questions answered. *Oh shit!* Max and the others would kill me if they found out I took a complete stranger, a complete stranger with power no less to the Pod Chamber. Well, she wasn't a complete stranger, she was Liz; I almost felt like I knew her. Besides, I don't have to tell the others everything. She seemed to read my mind because she said "Don't worry Mike, I won't tell." I looked at her with newfound-respect. She said "What dey don' know won' kill 'em!" She left the room, and I put on my crumpled clothes I wore that day, then discarded for bed. She came back in without even knocking when I was only half dressed. "Geez Liz, don't you knock?!?" She unapologetically answered no, then preceeded to take off her own clothes. Being the gentleman I am, I turned around to give her privacy. Though I must confess, I snuck peeks of her changing into her newly cleaned clothes from the mirror. Fortunately, she didn't notice. Now that I got a close enough look at her, I could see she was a knockout; she had a good figure, if not a little slim, and a medium sorta muscley frame. I could tell when she came out of the shower, and had washed off the couple pounds of dark make-up she was wearing, that she had a beautiful face. She had dark brown hair, and bright brown eyes, lovely cheekbones, and the most beautiful skin tone I have ever seen in my life. In fact, she was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen in my life. Don't get me wrong, Isabel was gorgeous, and Maria was cute; but Liz was more than that. Maybe it was the depth of emotion and empathy I saw in her brown orbs, but there was definitely something special about Liz.
We got in the car, and made are way to the Pod Chamber. I didn't know what to expect, but I hoped I wouldn't regret taking her. I expected there to be an awkward silence, but instead she turned on the radio. Imagine my surprise when instead of hearing Backstreet Boys or N'Sync, she put on heavy metal, and actually made guitar-like sound effects with her mouth. I couldn't help it, I laughed. I had never seen anyone get that involved in music, let alone heavy metal. She noticed me laughing and she quickly turned off the radio. "There aren't any good stations 'round heah." I also noticed she had a little pink on her cheeks. *O my god, I made her blush.* For some reason, the worst possible thing I could imagine was making her upset or embarrassing her, so I turned the radio back on and started banging my head in time with the music, my hair flying every which way. Her blush left her cheeks, and she started laughing. Normally, when a pretty girl is laughing at my antics I feel self conscious, but I didn't. We were just joking around, I've never had that before with a girl; not even Max. When we pulled up at our destination, I wasn't nervous anymore, just anxious to do what we came for; whatever that was.
Ok, this chappy picks up where the other left off, big surprise. *~sarcasm~* Will this chappy be NC-17? Who knows, you'll just have to read to find out. Oooops, I just realized you're not allowed to post NC-17 fics, anyways this isn't so. whatever.
For anyone who likes this fic, I currently have a Legolas/OC romance fic. Under books ( LOTR. And, I have a finished original story under miscellaneous novels. However, if you're too lazy to go through all those steps. I don't blame you!!! Anyways, go to my personal bio, which is under Beeeyaaatch. Ok, enjoy.
Michael's POV
I wasn't really asleep yet, because the memories of Liz were still on the surface of my mind. When I woke up this morning, I did not think I would meet a kindred spirit. Ok, that sounded a little too Lifetime channel. But, I mean Max and Isabel were brother and sister, and they had parents who loved them. Even Tess had Kyle and Valenti, but I had no one. Well, that was depressing. Hail Michael, king of the self-pitying aliens.
"Michael, get up!" "Liz, what, why?" "Get dressed, wese goin' fer a ride." [A/N Ok, that sounded dirty, but it wasn't.] "Where to?" "Where youse came outta yer pods, I wanna show ya sometin'." "What, are you insane?!? I can't take you there. I don't even know you, let alone." She cut me off by saying "Michael, I know ya don't trust me, hell I wouldn' trust me. But, this is important." She was asking me to take her to the Pod Chamber. How did she know it existed? Maybe she already knew and was tricking me. But one look in her eyes made me eliminate the possibility. There was something about her that made me want to take her. But I couldn't; it was reckless, stupid.but she said she had info. that could help us. If she wanted to help us, why did she wait till now? Why not show everyone at once? Even as I said the words I knew there was a possibility that she was mind-warping me or something, "ok." I don't think she mind- warped me, because something inside me wanted to take her there, show her who I was, maybe get a few questions answered. *Oh shit!* Max and the others would kill me if they found out I took a complete stranger, a complete stranger with power no less to the Pod Chamber. Well, she wasn't a complete stranger, she was Liz; I almost felt like I knew her. Besides, I don't have to tell the others everything. She seemed to read my mind because she said "Don't worry Mike, I won't tell." I looked at her with newfound-respect. She said "What dey don' know won' kill 'em!" She left the room, and I put on my crumpled clothes I wore that day, then discarded for bed. She came back in without even knocking when I was only half dressed. "Geez Liz, don't you knock?!?" She unapologetically answered no, then preceeded to take off her own clothes. Being the gentleman I am, I turned around to give her privacy. Though I must confess, I snuck peeks of her changing into her newly cleaned clothes from the mirror. Fortunately, she didn't notice. Now that I got a close enough look at her, I could see she was a knockout; she had a good figure, if not a little slim, and a medium sorta muscley frame. I could tell when she came out of the shower, and had washed off the couple pounds of dark make-up she was wearing, that she had a beautiful face. She had dark brown hair, and bright brown eyes, lovely cheekbones, and the most beautiful skin tone I have ever seen in my life. In fact, she was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen in my life. Don't get me wrong, Isabel was gorgeous, and Maria was cute; but Liz was more than that. Maybe it was the depth of emotion and empathy I saw in her brown orbs, but there was definitely something special about Liz.
We got in the car, and made are way to the Pod Chamber. I didn't know what to expect, but I hoped I wouldn't regret taking her. I expected there to be an awkward silence, but instead she turned on the radio. Imagine my surprise when instead of hearing Backstreet Boys or N'Sync, she put on heavy metal, and actually made guitar-like sound effects with her mouth. I couldn't help it, I laughed. I had never seen anyone get that involved in music, let alone heavy metal. She noticed me laughing and she quickly turned off the radio. "There aren't any good stations 'round heah." I also noticed she had a little pink on her cheeks. *O my god, I made her blush.* For some reason, the worst possible thing I could imagine was making her upset or embarrassing her, so I turned the radio back on and started banging my head in time with the music, my hair flying every which way. Her blush left her cheeks, and she started laughing. Normally, when a pretty girl is laughing at my antics I feel self conscious, but I didn't. We were just joking around, I've never had that before with a girl; not even Max. When we pulled up at our destination, I wasn't nervous anymore, just anxious to do what we came for; whatever that was.