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Title: The First Date
Author: LttleMrmade
Rating: TEEN
Category: Max/Liz
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything! The characters belong to all the people who created Roswell while the plot and storyline belong to me (hey, wait, I do own something!!!).
Summary: Very short piece of fluff! It may be a little too pointless and fluffy. I would love feedback!
Prologue – Freudian Slips and Rubber Bands
Do you ever feel like sometimes stepping out of yourself and being someone completely different than who you are? I feel like that all the time. My name is Liz Parker. Braniac, nerd, geek, parents wet dream. That’s me. I’m not much to look at. Long, straight boring brown hair and brown eyes. I don’t have a curvy body. In fact, it’s pretty straight and flat. I’m not exactly what all the guys are looking for but I get by.
You see, I am a senior in high school and there is a boy….(isn’t there always a boy?)…. A boy that is so incredibly handsome and is actually very sweet to top it off. His name is Max. And I like him. A lot. He’s got this body to die for (I saw him in his gym outfit), this rich dark hair and this incredible smile. But the best part about him is his eyes. It should be illegal to have eyes like that. They are this deep amber color and they are so intense that it feels like he is seeing your soul when he is looking at you.
Here’s the kicker. My friend Maria always says that Max is staring at me which gives me this amazing feeling of hope but when my brain unfreezes and my heart slows down, I realize that there is no way someone like Max (dark, mysterious, handsome, yummy) could be interested in someone like me (mousy, plain, boring, un-beautiful). But every time Maria says that he is staring at me, my heart soars and every time I look over at him, he is looking away so my heart drops. You would think I would have had a heart attack by now with how many times this has happened over the years. Oh well. The heart attack hasn’t happened…..yet.
Where were we? Ah yes, stepping out of yourself. You see, if I wasn’t so frightened, I would just go over to Max and start talking to him and find out if he is interested in me. Hasn’t happened. Why? Because I will always be that shy, insecure person that just dreams and hopes her days away. I would love to step out of myself and just BE someone else for a day. Someone who does the exact opposite of what I do. But see, here’s what happens. I tried that once. Don’t laugh. I actually did try it. And it was a disaster.
I decided one day to try and overcome my shyness. I think it was freshman year. Ok, ok. I know it was freshman year. Who can forget their most embarrassing moment, EVER! By saying “I think”, it makes it sound like it was really no big deal, doesn’t it?
Anyway, I digress. It was freshman year and I was lab partners with Max in Chemistry. Our teachers must think we are the best lab partners in the world because for some reason, we were paired as lab partners again in Biology this year. Weird.
Anyway, as I was saying…..I decided one day to actually talk to Max. I know, bad idea. I should have stopped myself. I looked him in the eye and I was planning on saying “So Max, did you have a good weekend?” with a small smile. I had even practiced the small smile….in the mirror….with lipstick on. What actually came out of my mouth was “S-so Ma-aax, did you do me this weekend?” I don’t know, Freudian slip maybe? And I think my small smile was a contorted version of a grimace. Scary.
And to top it off, after Max gives me this really weird look, I realized what I said and I got so nervous that my hands decided to let go of the rubber band that they were playing with. No big deal, right? Well, there is a slight problem. I was stretching the rubber band at the time and so it ended up flying through the air. Where did it land? Well, in Max’s eye, of course. Damn, that’s why they tell you not to play with rubber bands. He was sent to the nurse, I was issued detention and I decided I would NEVER step out of myself again! Needless to say, things were a little awkward between Max and I after that. Thank God it was towards the end of the year and he wouldn’t have to suffer having me as a lab partner for very much longer. Little did he know that he would have to endure that fate again senior year.
So now we are up to senior year. You really don’t want to know about sophomore and junior years. They were really uneventful. Oh! Except that I grew somewhat of a chest. I think I was a late bloomer. It’s not big but it’s definitely no longer the AAA training bra size anymore. Yay! I also had my first boyfriend, Kyle Valenti, for a few weeks before we decided that we were better off as friends. Plus, I think he has always had this thing for Tess Harding. Hmmm.
First boyfriend means first kiss. Let’s just say….interesting? I never knew people had that much spit in their mouths. Sometimes I was surprised that my whole head didn’t come out wet after one of Kyle’s make-out sessions. Well, he was good for practice. You know….for Max. Ha, ha. I told you I was a dreamer! I dated a couple of other boys those couple of years but only once or twice and nothing special. One was James who said I had cool toes (he saw them one day when I was wearing sandals). The other date was with Sean….total loser! I learned after that one date (where he did nothing but talk about himself) that he was dared to ask me out during an intense game of Truth or Dare and had to keep dating me until he got into my pants. Didn’t happen. I found out the next day from my best friend, Maria, and immediately told Sean that he needed to cool down so I poured a soda over his head. He got the picture.
Maria. My absolute bestest friend in the whole wide world. The one I tell all my secrets to (except all my wild fantasies about Max, a girl has to keep some things for herself) and who has always been there for me since kindergarten. Sometimes I actually think of her as my sister. She is my rock, my angel, my confidant, my pain-in-the-neck-if-she-doesn’t-shut-up-soon. Seriously, I love her. I wouldn’t know what to do without her. She keeps me sane. Mainly because I have to make up for her insanity.
So, here we are at the Crashdown. What is that, you ask? It’s the restaurant that my parents own that Maria and I work at. We have to wear these little alien dresses with these little alien antennas. It’s lovely. That’s what happens when you live in Roswell, New Mexico; alien themed capital of the world!
So it’s a Friday night and the place is packed. I think after the Football game, all the high school kids come here because it’s the only place open until 12:00. We are busy, we make lousy tips but at least we get to see all the people and get good gossip from waiting on table after table. On this particular night, is where my life changed.
Chapter One – Cherry Cokes and Phone Numbers
Max, his sister, Isabel and their friends, Michael and Tess are all sitting in my section. You would think Max would never want to see me or talk to me again after “The Incident”. Yes, Maria and I call what happened with the rubber band, “The Incident” now. But, every time Max is here, he sits in my section. He thinks I’m mentally challenged, he knows I’m accident prone and yet he still sits in my section. Oh well. He must want to die young.
So they are sitting there with their Saturn Fries and Cherry Cokes talking away and they don’t realize I am at the table behind taking an order…..so I hear what they say. My eavesdropping skills have gotten really good from Friday nights. Michael is the loudest so of couse I hear him first which catches my attention.
“Maxwell. Will you just ask her out already? This mooning is getting old.”
“Yeah Max. Just ask her out. What’s the worst that could happen? She could just say no. No big deal.” That must be Tess. The squeaky sarcastic voice gives it away.
Hmmm. My ears perk up! Who does Max want to ask out? I wish I could turn around and see who he is looking at. It’s probably Pam Troy. All the guys seem to like her. I don’t know why. Plastic, Silicon, Fake, Lifted. If you point out everything that is false on her body, it would take three days. Oh well. I guess guys like that sort of thing. I think Kyle tried to start something with her. She must have not liked the wet look either.
“Just leave it alone guys.”
“Max, just ask her. You never know what could happen.” That was Isabel’s soft voice.
“Ok. Fine. You guys want me to ask? I’ll ask.” I’m so engrossed in their conversation while at the same time trying to take an order that I missed the fact that Max has gotten up from his booth and…..Smack! I turn around and walk right into him. Nice going, Parker. Good way to play it cool. Well, I must have surprised Max (yet again) because he is speechless. I, of course, mumble an apology while quickly walking away to the shake machine to start my orders.
I guess Max had this insane idea to follow me because once I am behind the counter, I am sticking my head in the freezer to get the ice cream (and to cool off from my embarrassment) and I hear my named being called and….Smack! I bump my head on the top of the freezer trying to get out. Max is trying not to smile. You know……where you try really hard to hold in a laugh but your eyes are dancing and your lips are forming a really tight line? He manages to get control of himself and now he apologizes for startling me. I look at him. He looks at me. And time stops. Oh darn! There goes that heart thing again! Will the attack happen this time? No? Ok.
He actually opens his mouth and talks to me but I am so fascinated by his lips that I completely miss what he is saying. Should I just take a guess? Does he want another Cherry Coke? Should I just start making an Alien Blast Shake assuming that’s what he wants? Should I slide across the counter and jump his bones?
“Wh-What? I’m sorry. Could you repeat what you just said?”
He must have said something interesting. He’s red now and chokes at the idea of having to repeat himself. Do no look at the lips. Do not look at the lips. Make eye contact when someone is talking to you. Oh no! I did it again. But this time I got mesmerized by his amber eyes and only caught the last word he said “…..sometime?”. Oh Crap! Crap, crap, crap, crap, CRAP! This isn’t happening.
”I am so sorry Max, but I think it must be really loud in here because I still didn’t catch what you said.”
Good one, Liz. Blame the noise. I look around and discover that actually the place is now pretty deserted. Now he must really think I am mentally challenged.
“I swear I will hear you this time.” I say solemnly.
“I was wondering…..Would. You. Like. To. Go. Out. Sometime?” He says his words really slow to make sure I catch them this time. I almost laugh at the way he is saying it and then I realize what he said. So I say the first eloquent thing that comes to my mind.
“Huh?”
His look is classic. He shakes his head and just about to repeat himself…yet again…when I stop him.
“No, wait. I heard you this time. Is this a joke? Did you just play Truth or Dare?”
Everyone in school knows why Sean asked me out so it’s definitely a valid question.
“Uh, no. I just thought it might be fun for the two of us to go out sometime. That is, if you want to. You don’t have to decide tonight. You can just get back to….”
“Yes.” Wait. Did I just say yes?
“Yes?”
“Yes. I think that would be fun.” Who is this??? This is so not me!
“Ok. Great! How about tomorrow night? Or if that’s too soon, Maybe next weekend…..”
“I don’t have any plans tomorrow.”
“Ok. Why don’t I give you a call in the morning and give you a time.”
“Sounds good. Let me give you my number.”
“That’s ok. I have it….uh, I mean….you know from Freshman Chemistry”.
Ahh, Max still has my number. How sweet.
and yes the ears are adorable..
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