Roswell Fanatics

*Michael*

"I don't need a babysitter, Isabel. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself and finding fun on my own," I tell her although my tone is more gentle than the words. I smile at her. "But you're more than welcome if you're just not ready to end the party, either."

ALEX

I'm safed from answering Isabel by ...Michael of all people. Or am I not safed? Am I still supposed to answer Isabel. And did MIchael really expect that Max lets him drive the jeep?

Maria does so not look good.

"Maria, are you alright? You look like you are in pain?" I ask her gently, hoping that Isabel won't be pissed that I ignored her question.

ISABEL

“Do I look like a babysitter to you?” I ask in reply of Michael’s comment. I playfully raise an eyebrow questioningly.

MARIA

“Headache.” I explain with a small smile.

I run a hand through my hair and try to ignore the way that Michael is smiling at Isabel and the way she is…doing whatever she is doing.

*Michael*

"Not a bit," I smile at Isabel. She's not like any baby-sitter I've ever known or heard of -- unless you count those penthouse letter from men who like to be spanked. That always seemed too weird, but if Isabel wanted to touch my butt, I might have to re-think it...

"So, shall we let the little ones head home and then we can have a bit more fun?" I ask. I ignore the fact that she'd actually asked Alex if he wanted to stay before. He didn't say he wanted to and frankly, he'd just confuse the issue. Just Isabel for company would be perfect.

ISABEL

I consider my options. Do I want to go back to the house to brood and analyze my different reactions to Alex’s date or stay at the club and party like the New York girl I am?

Tough choice.

Not!

“What the hell.” I say, smiling. “I’m in the mood to dance til the early morning. Do you think that you’ll be able to keep with this New Yorker?”

I don’t bother asking if Alex is going to stay again. I’m not going to beg him to stay with me, I mean us, and I don’t want to come across needy or anything so I’m just going to go with a simple see ya later and than I’m going to dance til my feet hurt.

ALEX

"You and me both." I tell Maria with a smile, even though I have the feeling her headache is way worse than mine. I bet she can't wait till she gets into bed. "I'm sure you'll feel better once we are back in the house and you are in bed."

I glance at Isabel and MIchael. When did they start getting along so well? Oh well, she obviously wants to stay with him and I guess I should look on the bright side of it: first she was interested in Max, then Kyle and now suddenly Michael - my time shoudl come soon!

Or I'm reading too much into this and the two are just getting along fine. Yeah, that will be it. Surely. What else could it be?

Right.

"Okay, have fun then you two and try to behave. I don't want the cops calling us and informing us that you've been arrested for vandalizing the club or something."

I tell them with a forced grin. I guess she doesn't want me around since she hasn't asked me if I want to stay. Oh well, I'll survive.




KYLE

Looking around at the others, I shake my head slightly. Are we gonna leave now or what? Michael's a big boy he can take care of himself and we could already be on our way.

"Here are the keys." I handle Michael the keys, he doesn't seem happy about that but does he want to walk instead?

"So, we're leaving then?" I ask Max.

*Michael*

"You'll have nothing on this California boy," I laugh. It's as if she and I are the only ones left here. The others are all leaving so I really don't feel any need to pay them any mind.

"Wanna hit the dance floor. We'll soon see who fades first!"


*Max*

I have to frown a bit at Isabel with Michael. I do trust Isabel and I don't think she's going to hook up with him or anything. But I know it's got to be hurting Alex to see this. Plus she has a date with Kyle tomorrow. We'd been doing so well and his black eye was helping too. Now it feels like we're back at square one. Still, I know insisting that they come with us isn't going to work to our advantage.

Alex staying might be good, might not, but if he has a headache, it probably isn't the best idea, but that's entirely up to him. I remember now that Maria has her Jetta, too, so we have plenty of room even if he does decide to stay.

"Fine," I sigh, hoping Michael obey's Alex's advice about not getting arrested. Somehow, I'm not all together sure he'd be unfamiliar with that process. Except... would they have let him on the show if he had a record? Well, I guess he could be arrested without getting a record, if he wasn't convicted or if they were juvenile offenses...

"Well, let's get out of here, then," I say heading for the door. I give a last wave to Kelsey. "It was great to meet all of you," I say.

ISABEL

"Okay, have fun then you two and try to behave. I don't want the cops calling us and informing us that you've been arrested for vandalizing the club or something."

“Behave? Pfft! I can’t make any promises!” I force a smile and the words that should have been playful and lighthearted feel hollow and pointless to me.

Alex’s grin is almost as forced as mine and I can’t help but wish that I knew what was going on in his head right at this moment. As always, I’m probably reading too much into nothing. He mentioned that he had a headache to Maria and I hope that that is all there is to it. Tonight has already been too weird for words.

“I guess I’ll see you guys later.” I say to the others before they leave.

"You'll have nothing on this California boy. Wanna hit the dance floor. We'll soon see who fades first!"

“I'm ready to dance the night away but I don’t want to embarrass you though. Are you sure your man ego can take being out partied by a girl?” I tease with a smile.

MARIA

I link arms with Alex, hoping to give him some comfort as Isabel flutters away to the dance floor with Michael. And for the first time in my life, I’m actually lost for words. My head is still pounding, my heart is pounding right along with it and my stomach is churning like a washing machine.

This is really twisted.

“Okay,” I mumble to Alex. “What is going on? When did they happen?”

ALEX

I cast a mournful glance towards Michael and Isabel's backs and then Maria has linked her arm through mine and has me walking to the parking lot.

“What is going on? When did they happen?” Maria asks me quietly so the others can't hear. She doesn't seem happy about it and I don't think she's into girls so ... she likes Michael? Michael?

What is this? Liz likes Max, Tess likes Max, Maria likes Michael, I like Isabel who seems to like both Michael and Kyle and they seem to like her, Max likes Tess and cares a lot about Liz too .... have we all accidently signed up for some "Love Fest" tv show?

And ... Michael?

"Uh, when Isabel came back to the bathroom, she headed straight for MIchael and asked him to dance. Since then, they seem to be getting along well." I reply just as softly as Maria asked. "You don't seem very happy about that."