Chapter 6

Liz's POV

Working here was starting to look like fun. Between Michael and Serena, I could really like it here. At first, I hated the idea of working here, because I knew it would take away from my studies and the teams. Then Mom tells me that Roswell doesn't even have those. She tells me this as we're getting on the plane. Sarah had to calm me down. As I passed Sarah's room, I saw she was still asleep. I then decided to unpack some more. Most of my cloths were up, so I started on my books and pictures.

My laptop sat on my desk. I had started it up when I walked into the room. When it logged on, I had 4 new emails from Max. I didn't even look at them before deleting them. Thank god, Mom had to get us new cell phones because ours wouldn't work here. That meant he didn't have my number. Around 10:30 Sarah finally woke up. She was dressed and ready around 11:30, so we started down stairs to eat lunch.

"So what were go going to tell me last night?" She asked.

"Oh, when I was on my walk, I ran into this guy, and I mean literally ran into him."

"And, don't stop there."

"Okay, he was gorgeous, like Greek god meets rebel without a cause. His attitude needs working on though. I said I was sorry and he bit my head off. He just stood there for a minute and I kindly told him that I wasn't keeping him and he could just go. It wasn't until after that I realized I never even got his name."

"That sucks."

"Actually it's not that bad."

"Why?" Right as she asked we came into the break room only to find Michael, without a shirt on, and his back to us. I just stopped. He was a Greek god. I always thought Max looked good but Michael looked 10 times better. Where Max got his body from the gym, Michael, you could tell got his from hard work. Max also had very pronounced muscles, while Michael's were in just the right places, and were perfect. I was knocked out of my daydream when Sarah closed my mouth.

"You might want to wipe the drool off, Liz." I just glared at her. Michael whipped around at the sound of her voice.

"There's 2 of you?" He looked like the world just ended.

"What, do we scare you, Michael?" I put my arm around Sarah. He just glared at me.

"Oh, come off it, Sis. I'm Sarah by the way." She reached out to shake his hand.

"If she's your sister I feel sorry for you." He smirked. Sarah gave me a sideways glance.

"Yeah she's a handful, but what can I do, she's my sister. It's not like there's somewhere I can trade her for another one." She walked over to him and whispered just loud enough for me to hear. "But if you ever do find a place let me know." I just crossed my arms and glared at both of them.

"I can see why you'd want to. I just met her and she's already annoyed the hell out of me."

"Do you work here or are you just back here to annoy the waitresses?" Right on queue Serena came in.

"Mike, Jose is getting ready to leave so we need you to take over. Oh hey Liz, I'm getting ready to take a lunch, want to join me?" She noticed Sarah right after that. "Hey I'm Serena, Mike isn't giving you guys much trouble, is he?" Before I could get a word in, Sarah answered her.

"Nope, just saying hi and I'm Sarah, Liz's little sister."

"Are you sure we're talking about the same Michael?" Serena looked amused. Michael gave her a hurt look.

"Are you saying I'm rude and have no people skills?"

"Yeah I believe I just said that, right Sarah?" Michael looked like he was going to go after them so I grabbed both of them and pushed them through the swinging doors.

"I don't think he's that bad, you were right about one thing. He is drop dead gorgeous." Sarah leaned over and whispered to me. I smacked her on the arm. The 3 of us sat in one of the booths in the back so we could talk. A tall woman with blonde hair come over.

"Hello, I'm Faith Whitman. You 2 must me Sarah and Liz, it's nice to finally meet you." We nodded and shook her hand. She took our orders, trying to explain some of them to Sarah.

"Okay, now Liz just tell me when you want on the schedule, and I'll add you." With that she left to put our orders in.

"Now, we can finish out talk from earlier." I tried to play dumb.

"I can't remember what we were talking about." She just gave me this look that said 'don't even try it'.

"Yes you do, you ran into a guy and wanted to know who he was. I said I could probably tell you if you just described him, but I had to leave. Now describe, girl." She was just a little too excited.

"Oh, well I kind of figured out who it was." She leaned closer as if I was telling her a secret only she could hear. I let out a deep breath. "And it doesn't matter because there is no way he likes me or ever will. Anyways, I'm coming off a bad breakup and I need some time off from dating." I sounded like I was trying to convince myself more then her.

"How can you know he's not into you, if you've only met him once?"

"Because I've met him more than that." I mumbled. "Plus he's a complete jerk. So like I said, it doesn't matter." She just looked at me.

"You're not getting off that easily. I still want to know who it is." God this girl would stop at nothing. Then I heard Sarah trying to hide her giggling but when Serena and I turned to look at her, she broke.

"You know." Serena said accusingly to Sarah. All Sarah could do was nod.

"Yeah I do, and I think she's right. There is no way he's into her, unless-" she just stopped.

"Unless what?" I asked her.

"Unless that's his foreplay." She said with a completely straight face.

"You are 13, how the hell do you know about foreplay?"

"Oh come on, someone please tell me who this guy is?" Serena interrupted my rant. Michael walked up with our food and I know I blushed. I've never done that before, and I was kicking myself for starting it now.

"Faith is on break so here's your food." When he sat down my food, I looked at it cautiously.

"Relax Parker. Jose made it." As he finished he smiled. I knew I looked worried.

"Yeah, but you carried it out here."

"True but there's too many witnesses out here." With that, he left. Serena looked like she was about to fall out of the booth.

"See, like I said there's no way."

"Wait, you're the girl who ran him over last night?" I rolled my eyes.

"Not on purpose. Anyways, if he was paying so much attention, why didn't he move out of the way? I say he has just as much fault as I do in the matter." I nodded as I finished and took a bite of my burger. I yelped and dropped it, because my mouth was on fire. I grabbed my soda and chugged it.

"What the hell is on that?" Sarah took off the bun and found Tabasco sauce. I looked up and saw Serena looking at hers sheepishly.

"He got our orders mixed up. He probably didn't even realize they were different."

"No he did this on purpose. This way he can't get into trouble." Apparently, he had heard me yelp and came out.

"What's wrong?"

"You got our orders mixed up." Serena said quickly.

"They're exactly the same, how could I get them mixed up?"

"No they are not, far from it actually. Seeing how I can't stand anything hot and." His eyes started getting bigger. "This has Tabasco all over it."

"Crap, let me make you another one." He grabbed our burgers and started to turn away but stopped. He looked right at me and said. "I'm sorry." It may have been only 2 words but I knew he meant them.

"You still can't be trying to say that he did that on purpose." Sarah said and I had to agree. I turned to Serena.

"You seem to know him pretty well, what's up with him?"

"What do you mean?"

"The attitude to start with. Last night I said I was sorry and he just bit my head off."

"I know he seams-"

"Like a jerk?" I finished for her.

"I was going to say gruff or standoffish. Look, he's had a lot of crap happen to him. Most of it from people who were supposed to love him. So, his first reaction is to push them away. Plus, last night was a bad night for him. You just happened to be in the way. For that I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault, unless you're the reason he was so mad." She just shook her head. "Then its not you who needs to say sorry." Michael walked back over with the new food. I looked to make sure it was right. I noticed Michael was waiting.

"Thank you." He looked shocked for a second then just nodded and left.

"Tell us about you?" Sarah said.

"I'm 17, born and raised in Roswell. I was left with my twin brother here when I was 2 and have never seen my family since. The Rawlings adopted me about 6 months later but they didn't have enough money for my brother then. He was put into foster care. I have one sister with my adopted family but I'm not that close to her. My best friend is Alex Whitman, the school computer geek. He's also the lead guitarist in the band the Whits. I'm on the honor roll, don't care what people think of me, and can't stand people how lie to me."

Soon she had to go back to work. We agreed to meet at school the next day, where I'd meet Alex. The rest of the day was spent unpacking. My grandparents didn't come up until 7. Michael and Serena were going to clean up for them. Since they had been so busy, we just fixed sandwiches. I went down stair to get a soda and when I passed the swinging doors, I heard Serena and Michael talking. I knew I shouldn't eavesdrop but then I heard my name and I had to listen,

"Well, this was an interesting day." Serena said. I looked through the window and saw they were at the counter.

"Don't start Sis, not right now."

"Why not Mike, she thinks you hate her. She has good reason to think that way with they way you act towards her. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, okay?"

"Please, you do realize who you're talking to right? I'm your sister Michael, I know you better then anyone else. That means I know you're lying. You always at least give people a some chance, like you did with Sarah. So what is wrong with Liz?"

"Nothing, okay? Nothing is wrong with her, far from it."

"Then why the attitude?"

"You know what happened last night with Hank. She just happened to be in the path after that. I know I shouldn't have taken it out on her." I didn't get to hear any more because Sarah called for me. I ran into the bathroom and acted like I was coming out. Serena and Michael had come into the break room and were getting ready to go. I grabbed a soda, said good-bye, and went up stairs.

I went out on my balcony, sat in the lawn chair, and stared at the stars. I was scared about starting a new school. I had always been really popular at Beverly Hills High. Even more so when I dated Max. I didn't really care about that. It's just the way it was. I knew everyone and they knew me. When Max and I started dating it was like what ever I did, everyone else did. It got very annoying and scare at times.

I couldn't be myself because the second I did something 50 others would go out and do the same thing. I know by the way Serena talks she not popular but her sister Isabel is. The way she talks about her she's this mean and vapid girl. Her nick name is The Ice Queen. Serena says her best friend Ava is worse. I'll at least give them a chase. I look over at my table and saw a journal with a note on it. Grandma had gotten it for me.

Honeybear,

I know your parents didn't like your writing but I always loved the stories you'd tell us. Remember the worst thing you can do is not follow your heart. Don't listen to anyone else and be yourself. No matter who you become we will always love you and be proud of you.

Grandma

I sat in my chair and just stared at the note. It was the first time anyone told me they were proud of me. I looked around and smiled. I felt free and truly loved for the first time in a long time.