"Hey Guerin." Kyle Valenti walked up towards him, slightly out of breath. It was the end of 6th period and Kyle had rushed out of Senorita Perez's classroom.
Michael stopped and gave Kyle a withering look. "What do you want, Valenti?"
Kyle simply shrugged his shoulder and said, "Nothing in particular, Guerin. Just wondering where you were, considering you didn't show up for Spanish class."
Michael gave Kyle a hard look. "Since when have you been my keeper?" Kyle smiled and said slyly, "Since never, but just wondering. Afterall, you have lipstick marks over your neck. Simply thought I'd save your ass."
Michael looked around the hall, making sure nobody was looking and quickly using his right hand went over his neck and face and removed all traces of him and Isabel making out.
Kyle laughed. "You're dead Guerin. Wonder what Maria's going to say." Michael felt his heart racing. He asked, keeping his voice calm and low, but feeling neither. "How do you know? You aren't sure I was making out with Maria?"
Kyle gave Michael one of his famous Valenti smirks and says, "Come, come Michael. Maria doesn't wear that type of lipstick color. Isabel does, and right now I feel really strange talking about lipstick colors with you. Ugh. I've been hanging around Tess too long." Kyle looks away and hits his forehead slightly on one of the lockers. Michael turns him around and says fiercely. "You better keep it quiet, Valenti or I'll-" Kyle shrugs Michael's grip off and says, "Hey man. Chill. I'm not going to say anything. Do you think I want to be with Miss-Bitch-DeLuca? Hell no. I'm glad you and Isabel hooked up. Isabel is a better chick than Maria, and I mean it."
Michael relaxes and says, "I care about Maria, but I'm in love with Isabel, and I don't know how to tell DeLuca about it."
"Tell her the truth. At least Maria deserves that."
Michael sighs and looks away. "Yeah."

Isabel takes out her compact and looks at her reflection and the love bites Michael had given her. Sighing, she can't seem to remove them with her powers. She hears the door swing open and looks up to find Tess. Isabel gives her a weak smile.
"Hey." Isabel covers the marks, but either Isabel was too late or Tess had x-ray vision.
"Woah. Who gave you those?" asked Tess, walking towards Isabel, her ponytail bouncing. Why was Tess so happy?
Isabel stammers and says softly. "No one."
Tess smiles knowingly. "Michael." Isabel looks at her, her face shocked. "How did you know?" Tess shrugs. "It's pretty obvious, if you think about it. I know Michael really cares for you and he wanted to develop more than a friendship relationship with you but you told him several times that you weren't interested, so he didn't pursue it. He didn't tell me, but I could tell. Also you two were both miserable when you were with your chosen partners. It only seems naturally to be with someone that intense that you want to be with."
Isabel looks at Tess, mouth slightly open. "Wow. Are you going to be a shrink someday, Tess?"
Tess laughs and shakes her head. "No. Just read a lot of psychological books, and before I came here to Roswell, I took a Psych class that my school offered. It was really interesting, and it's also common sense, if you think about it, Issy."
Isabel nods her head. "Yeah." She blushes and shows Tess the marks. "I can't seem to get rid of it with my powers."
Tess nods her head knowingly once more. "Ever since mankind, they've wanted to show the world who their mate is, and the fact that she is taken. It's our way, as well. Michael's the only one that can remove it, but I highly doubt, because when you two see each other, all you want to do is make out again, right?"
Isabel blushes deeply and says slowly. "Yeah, but with some self-control I think it'll happen. Also, we have to go to the Valentine's Dance together on Saturday, and I don't want to see him until than, because I need to tell everyone."
Tess looks away and says softly. "Isabel, you don't always have to tell your brother or anyone that matter anything. It's your life. It matters to you who you love, not to them. If you want to be with Michael, then be with him, if not then don't. If you follow destiny, don't think it's a bad thing, because Max will say it is. What the heart wants, the heart gets. Max is an #$ about it, because he believes you can make your own destiny. He doesn't want anyone to follow destiny, because then he'll have to acknowledge the fact that destiny does work, but also because he's a pig-headed, stubborn, power-hungry idiot. He doesn't want me to be right. He hates me."
Tess blinks back her tears and sighs, feeling better about telling this to Isabel. Isabel puts an arm around Tess' shoulder and says, "My brother is a fool for not seeing who you really are, Tess, and so was I."
Tess looks at Isabel through her tears and gives her a wobbley smile. "You're my best friend, Isabel. You always have been and always will be."
Isabel hugs Tess and says, "Also we're a family." Isabel straightens up and wipes a tear off her cheek and says brightly. "Let's go shopping."
Tess laughs and says, "Now? But what about 7th period? And not to mention I have D-Hall afterschool with not other than your brother."
Isabel gives a mischievous smile and says, "Who cares about 7th period?" Isabel rolls her eyes, smiling. "I still haven't gotten my dress, and you and I need some major girl bonding time. And, you're going to tell me about why you have D-Hall with my dear brother. So, come on."
Tess giggles, feeling very happy. "Deal."

Liz quickly spins her locker combination and opens her locker to get her books for study hall. She grabs her books quickly and checks her watch. She and Max both have study hall together, and it's not like a big deal if they miss it. Liz was hoping they could make out in the eraser room for a bit.
"Liz." A deep voice interrupts her thoughts and she turns around to find Cliff Stanley standing there, all 6'2 of him and muscular build. Cliff was good-looking, with a winsome smile, and twinkling warm brown eyes, and short dirty bonde hair.
"Cliff." Liz says, surprised. "Hey, umm..what's up?"
Cliff smiles warmly and says, "Well, since you asked. I'm wondering when I should pick up for the Valentine's Dance."
Liz swallows quickly and says, "Yeah, that's what I've been wanting to talk to you about." Liar a voice tells her in her head. "Umm..." Liz stammers. "Well, Max asked me to the dance, and..."
Cliffs usual warm brown eyes narrow for a second and he says quickly, cutting her off. His voice filled with condescending tone. "So, you're telling me. You're going with Max Evans, when Hogworth clearly said you could ditch the date when you get to the dance. I think that's pretty fair, considering this project is a major part of my grade. Why are you being so selfish?"
Liz looks at him, speechless. She had talked to Cliff a few times, and he was always so nice to her. She hadn't realized he could be cold and cruel. She feels a strong hand on her shoulder, and turns and looks up to find Max, smiling at her, and looking at Cliff, his lips pressed together.
Liz quickly licks her lips and says, "Max, you know Cliff." Max nods his head and says, "Yeah, we have a few classes together." Cliff nods his head. "Yeah. I was just talking to your girlfriend about the Valentine's Dance, and well Max, I have to say. You and Liz know perfectly well what Hogworth said, so why are you hurting me and your supposed date to dance? I mean, come on. Hogworth said we could ditch our dates at the entrance."
Max nods his head, slowly. "Yes, but I want to be with Liz. Got a problem with that?"
Cliff's jaw drops. "Actually, I do, Evans, because I am not about to fail History, and the fact that you two are being complete idiots, well that just proves my point that you're both selfish. God, you two both deserve each other." Cliff turns around and walks off in anger.
Liz presses closer to Max, burying her face in his chest. Max asks softly, "You okay?" He lightly runs his fingers through her soft, dark hair. Liz nods her head and says, "Yeah. I never knew Cliff could be so mean." Max gives out a soft sigh. "But, he does have a point." Liz looks up at him, her doe-brown eyes hurt. "So, you're saying I'm selfish?" Max quickly shakes his head. "No, I'm not saying that, but he's right. We are hurting his grade and Tess' grade." Liz cringes hearing her name coming out of Max's lips, but he continues. "Maybe we should go through with this project, Liz.." He trails off, looking away from her.
Liz swallows. "Okay." Pressing her lips together and tucking her hair back behind her ear, she gives Max a small smile. "I'll see you later." Max nods his head and says softly, "Yeah. Later."
Liz quickly walks away, wanting desperately to talk to someone. Thank God Maria had study hall with her, as well.

Alex thanks the school gods for having last period as his study hall. He opens his locker and takes out his books. His thoughts once again run towards Isabel. His Isabel or as he had thought. God, how he wanted her to be his. Alex bites his lower lip and shuts his locker and heads towards study hall, feeling depressed; realizing Isabel had it, as well.
"Alex! Alex!" He turns around to find Maria waving at him, walking towards him, her long blonde hair flying widly.
"Hey, Maria." Alex did not want to talk to her, or he'd spill his guts in no time. Besides, Maria doesn't need to hear it from me..or does she?
"So." Maria begins, her voice light, hanging onto Alex's arm. "What's been going on with you?" Alex looks at her and says quickly. "Nothing." Maria nods her head, knowingly. "Yeah, I can't believe I have to go to the dance with Kyle, but he'll ditch me and vice versa, so I can spend my time with Michael. He's going to be so mine after what I'm going to be wearing tonight." Maria says, smiling and almost jumping up and down with glee. Alex gives her a weak smile. "Yeah. Sure."
Maria quickly explains what her dress looks like and how she'll approach Michael. Alex only half-listened, thinking about Isabel..again.

Michael heads for study hall, knowing full well it'll be almost impossible not to take Isabel into his arms and kiss are there, where everyone would be looking, especially Maria. Truth be told, Maria would kill him.
Michael enters the room and sits beside Max, putting his books on the table and asks casually, "How's it going?"
Max looks at him and says, "Not so great."
"What do you mean?"
Max sighs. "I told Liz, that I think I should go to the dance with Tess, and she should go to the dance with Cliff. I realized it would be impractical and...selfish, if Liz and I went. Hogworth said we could ditch our dates at the dance and be with the people we wanted to be with."
Michael nods his head his eyes averted. "I guess Liz didn't take it that well, did she?" Max shook his head, "No, but I'm sure Liz will be fine with it. I mean, what about you, Michael? It's not like you're in a happy situation. You're stuck with Isabel."
Michael gives Max a cold look. "And, what's wrong being stuck with Isabel? Some brother you are."
Max blinks and holds up his hands, surprised. "Hey, I'm not saying that, but don't you want to be with Maria?"
Michael sighs and says, "Maria." He nods his head and looks away, sighing even more.
Max's eyebrow contract and asks, "You don't want to be with Maria?"
Michael looks at him and says, "Not really, Maxwell. Could we drop this, please? It's giving me a headache."
Max's eyes narrow and says not relenting. "So, if you don't want to be with, Maria. Then who? I mean, you don't want to be with Isabel, right?"

"Isabel."