Roswell Fanatics

Ty

I sit impatiently in the car as James flirts with Lily at her door. Honking the horn once, I look up at them. I just want to get to this party. Then I can talk to Sabrina. Hopefully I won't make a fool of myself. Out the open window I hear him invite his sister to ride with us. The more the merrier, but let's just go already.

"Come on James," I mutter under my breath, tapping my fingers on the dashboard. I was never one to just sit around, and I'm anxious about tonight, so that isn't helping much. It's just adding to my attitude.

LILY

“Maybe. Just maybe. You look absolutely on fire, Lil.” James says and I flush with pleasure at his compliment. Marie steps out from behind and I grin at the shock in James’s eyes.

“Marie? Wow, you look like a whole new woman, sis. Maybe our father had a reason to ask me to look out for you tonight. Well, you girls ready? I can tell you that Ty and I are definitely looking forward to this night. And, Lil, we’ll be talking later, once we have a moment at the party.”

I glare at his offered hand in annoyance. There is nothing that I want more than to take his hand but ugh, I can’t stand all this waiting. I wanna know what he has to say now. I need to know because I don’t know how much longer I can wait before I have to make my move. I’m burning with anticipation just looking at him.

“You are riding with us, right Marie?”

“Yep unless you were planning on making me walk.” Marie jokes looking between us in amusement. I’m so gonna kick her ass tomorrow.

I watch James’s lips move as he replies to Marie and all I can think about is kissing him. If I kissed him now would it be too awkward in the car? If I kissed him now would I actually make it to the party? Would I want to make it to the party?

Tyler honks the horn and snaps me away from my thoughts of kissing James.

“We better get going.” I say, brushing pass James. He is so annoying and so hot and ugh! “The sooner we get the party, the sooner we'll be having that talk you keep going on about, Valenti.”

And the quicker we be able to move on to things of a more interesting nature.

*Erik*

"Yeah, let's start plugging in all those...electical wires and stuff," Christina says trying hard to sound like she knows a little something about the equipment.

I smile and reach out my hand and take hers into mine. Her warmth seeps into mine, sending a tingling sensation up my arm. I nearly gasp at the intensity of it. Sabrina is the only one I've ever felt this with when we touch at times but never this strong. "Yeah, let's do that."

I lead her over to the van where Sabrina has already gotten with her band. Reluctantly I let go of Christina's hand, instantly feeling the loss and aching for more. What is wrong with me? I wonder silently. I am 17 years old, not some boy just starting puberty. I pull myself together and get to work.

Together the two of us help the girls take everything inside and putting it in it's place. Christina and I don't talk while we work but I feel suddenly comfortable with her. Just being in each other's presence was nice, no ackward discussion is required.

Once all the equipment was put into place I start on the wires, plugging in all the microphones, speakers, and instruments into the main sound board. Christina was a lot of help, making my work go faster than normal. Not really sure she understood everything, I tried my best to explain each wire as I had her help me connect them all. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to do this, it's just knowing what is what. It also helped to have a Dad who was into all this cool technology as a teacher.

When all the work was done the girls were ready to tune their instruments and warm up. My work was done for now. I look over at Christina standing next to me.

"Thanks. You were a lot of help." I say itching to touch her again. I look around and see that no one has arrived just yet. Perfect. Taking a deep breath and gathering as much of my courage as I can, I take her hand in mine and lead her out the back door. The van doors were still opened so I pulled her over and we sat in the back.

"I'm glad you came with us." I say still holding her hand. I look down and watch, fascinated, at my thumb caressing her wrist.


ooc: Hope this was ok with moving things along before everyone else arrives.

((great post! ^^))

Christina

Christina

After I make a fool of myself, Erik just smiles at me and takes my hand, leading me to the back of the van, where he lets go and we start to unload the things.

His hand; it felt almost natural, which was scary. I was glad when he pulled away, because when his skin touched mine, I felt this odd connection. When I don't understand things, they scare me, and I certainly didn't understand this.

Sure, I like him and all, but this...feeling, could that mean he likes me too? The entire time we set up, all I could think about was how much I sorely felt like kissing him. I'd had other crushes and boyfriends before, but even with them, the connection hadn't been as strong as the one I'd just felt.

Only half listening as Erik explained what each and every wire was, I tried to focus as hard as I could on what I was doing. The intense concentration helped, and I actually was of aid to Erik, seeing as we finished faster than we thought we would. It was weird, because we hadn't spoken the entire time, other than his explanations, and yet I'd still felt comfortable in the silence with him, besides the fact that a million thoughts were running through my mind.

He thanks me for helping him, and I reply with a cheery "Your welcome," before he grabs my hand again and leads me to the empty backseat of the van. Again, theres that connection, but this time he doesn't let go.

"I'm glad you came with us," Erik says, staring down at our hands, where he begins to almost absentmindedly caress my wrist with his thumb. It's such a simple gesture, which could mean nothing, but my heart starts racing.

God, I want to kiss him right now. But I don't want toscare him away. He's not like the other guys I've had crushes on. He's different, and thats what I like about him. "Me too," I say warmly, looking inhis direction, making eye contact.

There's no one here yet, and we are alone, which would be the perfect time for me to, oh, say, mention the fact that I like him, but I'm still nervous. My being nervous is odd, and I can't quite grasp the concept of the whole, jitters, and heart racing thing. It's not usually a problem. "Erik," I say quietly, looking down again, ending the thought as my mind starts racing along wih my pulse. This isn't working. I'd rather just sit here.

~Maria~

Once I take a look around, I notice that my children and husband are not home. Sighing, I dial up my mom's number and talk for a bit, getting her to promise not to tell anyone I'm back in town just yet. I don't want Michael hearing about it when I can surprise him in another manner.

Within half an hour, I showered and dressed in one of my newer neglige's. I'd just bought it on the road and carried it with me specifically for the chance to use it with my husband. It was an emerald silk that barely covered my legs or chest.

I was thinking about going all out with candles and all, but that would end up giving him a hint when he came home. So, instead, I simply went into our bedroom and lay on the bed after wrapping the matching robe around me so that when I was relaxed, only my calves were seen. I'd wait like this and hope I didn't fall asleep before my husband came home.

*Erik*

"Me too," She says.

We sit there in silence for a moment. I can't seem to calm my pulse, the only thing that is keeping me from moving is the feel of her hand in mine, her soft skin under my touch.

"Erik," Christina says but then stops.

I like the way my name sounds. She's got a beautiful voice...much like her mother's.

I look around...still no one has come yet and the girls are still warming up. This could be my opportunity, the time for me to finally tell Christina how I truly feel about her. That I've watched her from afar for years, admiring her beauty, everything about her. But when I open my mouth...no words come out. The lump in my throat is too big, barely abling me to swallow.

So I do the next best thing. I raise my hand and use it to turn her head towards me. My fingers cradle her chin gently. I lean in and lowerd my head until my lips touch hers. Opening my lips slightly I let my tongue sweep across hers. I close my eyes and revel in the sensation. I hope to convey my desire and emotions for her with my kiss. I hope that she feels the electricity that shoots through me when we touch, the heat in my body when she looks at me.

Christina

The silence in the van after I cut myself off is overpowering. Instead of looking at Erik, my eyes burn holes in my shoes as I stare down at the floor. It has gotten awkward. Maybe I shouldn't have spoken. Looking around, I see that there is still no one around. I wish people would arrive soon, so this party could get going and so I would have some time to think about what I want to tell Erik.

My thoughts trail off as I feel a hand on my chin, Erik's touch burning my skin. He raises my face to his, and I feel panicked, wondering what on earth he's going to do now, when he kisses me, running his tongue gently across my lips.

Bringing one small hand around his neck, I lean into the kiss, trying to show him that this is something I wanted as well. My mind is racing once more. This must mean he likes me, so why didn't he act upon it sooner? Why didn't I act upon it sooner? You know what? Never mind. Instead of thinking, I just focus on the tingling sensation my body has been experiencing ever since his lips touched mine.

I've decided the people can take their time getting to the party. I mean, there's no rush, right?

A moment later, I pull away slowly, looking into Erik's eyes. Letting out a sigh, I bring a hand up to touch my lips, as if to see if they are still there. "Erik, does this mean...do you like me?" I ask quietly, pausing to take a deep breath.

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She seemed to relax after a while, and I gently let go of her hand. With my now free hand I reached out and brushed a stray strand of silky hair behind her ear, letting my knuckles rest on her cheek for a moment before pulling away.

We sat in a comfortable silence after that, which was surprising. I was still pretty nervous, so it was shocking to see that I could actually be in her presence and feel calm. In a while we reached the party site. I got out of the car and went around to open the door for her. I couldn't help but take a long look at her state of dress again, but then I quickly turned away, hoping she didn't notice. As I moved my eyes from her they landed on a familiar face.

"Were you supposed to meet Laura?" I asked, my eyes returning to her face once more. She was smirking, which meant she had probably caught me ogling her. Damn. "'Cause she's right over there," I pointed out, hoping she wouldn't leave. I had hoped she wanted to spend some time with me, but I still wanted to give her an out. Just in case she was a little freaked out by everything that had gone on.

~~~~AMY~~~~
I continued to smile all the way to the party. At one point he brushed my hair behind my ear....his skin is so soft....
We sat in silence...and I was practically jumping out of my skin....
Does he actually like me? Is this all just a game to him?
But at the same time...I cant help feel incredibly happy.

When we finally arrived Oliver went around and opened the door for me. I smiled and gave a quiet "thanks" to him.
As I got out the car I felt like I was being watched...looked at.....
I look up and Oliver immediately turns away...
I grin...was he just checking me out?...wow...
"Were you supposed to meet Laura?"
He turns back to look at me...and my smile begins to drop...does he want me to go off with Laura? He was only being nice to drop me off or something? He didn't really have any intention of being with me at the dance...
"'Cause she's right over there,"
I looked over and saw her....
I bite my lip...I really don't want to...but it looks like he wants me to...
But you know what? If he wants me to go...he should have just said so....
I look at him. "Actually Im not, but since thats clearly what you want me to do..." I say a little annoyed as I start to walk away towards Laura...

*Erik*

"Erik, does this mean...do you like me?" Christina asks when she pulls gently away from me.

I gaze down into her beautiful eyes. How could a person not like someone as esquisite as her. How can she possibly ask this after the kiss we shared? I'm not one to go around kissing girls, in fact, I've only kissed two girls before and neither had made me feel this way before. I've never experienced the tingling or heat in my body. It felt as if something was finally emerging...a part of myself that only she completes.

I reach up with my hand and gently caress her cheek. It's so soft, smooth...silky. Just the way it looks. I give her a light smile while feeling my cheeks heat.

"Yes...Christina, I do...like you." I say softly and wait for her reaction with stilled breath. Will she return my affection? Or am I just being a fool, thinking she could return any of my feelings?