Roswell Fanatics

<center> Oliver </center>

"I saw the look on your face as you pulled away from her. And you didn't spot me before you did. You told me to trust you... and I'm trying to. Wasn't that what you wanted?" She asked with her eyebrows raised, and I could hear the edge in her voice.

"Yeah, of course," I said quickly. "It's just... I don't know. People usually don't trust me, no matter what I say. I guess it's kind of weird that you actually do," I said. She looked upset at that comment, so I quickly added, "I don't blame people for not having a lot of faith in me. I mean, look at me. I'm not exactly the bring-home-and-show-to-the-parents type. I've just always been better at being bad." I took her hand and smiled. "But most people like me like this."

~~~~~AMY~~~~~
"Yeah, of course," he says quickly. I sigh a sigh of relief.
"Good"
"It's just... I don't know. People usually don't trust me, no matter what I say. I guess it's kind of weird that you actually do,"
I cant help but feel a bit upset by that...what exactly does he want me to do?
"I don't blame people for not having a lot of faith in me. I mean, look at me. I'm not exactly the bring-home-and-show-to-the-parents type. I've just always been better at being bad."
He takes my hand.
"But most people like me like this."
I smile and kiss his cheek. "I like you either way."
I then add "A lot"
I look around to see Laura still dancing with that guy. "At least Laura's happier now...a little more Laura like"

Tyler

She says yes, and I feel happy. I know that having a girlfriend is totally against my independence thing, but I mean, she likes me and I like her. And I'm wiling to give it a try. She kisses me breiefly and I smile at her, glad that I don't feel like listening to myself for once.

"So.. after the party is over, wanna go talk somewhere? I kind of can't stay away from the stage for too long otherwise my bandmates might regret helping me have the guts to sing that song to you." She says, and I grin at her.

"Yeah, sure, we can maybe walk home or something. It really isn't that far," I said, grabbing her hand lightly to pull her back into the building. "Unless you have another idea?" I ask, the sounds of the party invading my ears once again. Before I let her go back to the band, I give her a quick kiss. "I'm glad you wrote that song."

Christina

He looks confused at my words, but then he reaches up to remove my hand from my mouth. Before I have time to say anything, he brings his lips to mine in passionate kiss, and I feel like, had I been standing, I would have lost feeling in my legs and fallen over. Once he pulls away, my eyes remain shut for a moment, soaking in the feeling. He is a really good kisser.

"Look." A voice breaks through my thoughts, and I open my eyes. "All better thanks to you." Erik says, looking down at his hand, which is completely swirl free. That's good.

"I think we need to go back out. Apparently there's something up with my sister and your brother." Erik continues, and I smile, thinking about how happy Ty must be if Sabrina feels the same way. It's weird, in a way, that we're both into someone from the same family, but then again, it's not as weird as the crazy stuff that's been happening lately.

Erik helps me up, and then pulls me into a hug. "Thank you Christina. Thank you for being here for me. " He says, and I just lean on his shoulder, smiling.

"Your welcome," I say warmly, leaning back to look up at him. I let him lead me back into the room, and the partial silence is replaced by the sounds of loud music and laughing people. "So, what was this nonsense about my brother and your sister?" I ask jokingly, looking for them in the crowd.

*Erik*

"Hmmm..." I say taking her hand and going through the large crowd that has gathered on the dance floor. "I think we should ask your brother about that one.' I raise a brow as I spot them not far from the stage. I see Sabrina smiling and can feel that she's very happy.

"And while we are at it, I can pull the big brother scare." I chuckle in her ear hoping she'll join me in messing with her brother's head a little.

Christina

My hand feels warm and comfortable in his as we make our way to the stage, where Ty and Sabrina are.

"I think we should ask your brother about that one, And while we are at it, I can pull the big brother scare." He says, his eyes twinkling. Sabrina and Ty look real happy, and I feel happy for them, considering my night is going pretty well. Still, my mischevious side wants to mess with them.

"What did you have in mind?"

*Erik*

I lift my free hand and rub my chin. "Hmmm...I'm not sure yet. Do you know if he's...um...got any weaknesses or fears? I don't mean to pry, nothing too inimate, just something to make sure he doesn't hurt Bre?"

I know I shouldn't but my protective side can't seem to let it go.

<center> Oliver </center>

"I like you either way. A lot," She said, and I smiled when I felt her small hand in my much larger one. We sat there for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's company.

"At least Laura's happier now... a little more Laura like." She said some time later. I glanced over to see my sister dancing pretty close with some guy. My first instinct was to kill him, whoever he was. I shrugged it off, trying to ignore the nagging need to protect her.

"Huh," I grunted in a would-be casual way, but I still heard a trace of anger in my tone. Damn. I hoped Amy didn't hear.

~~~~~AMY~~~~~
He glances over to look at Laura, and the reaction is instant.
He clearly thinks no guy should be with her.
"Huh," he says trying to be casual, but missing the mark entirely.
I lightly cup his cheek and make him look at me.
"Hey, she's ok" I tell him. "It's good she's dancing with someone else. Not all guys are going to be awful to her. And if she doesn't dance with someone else now she might keep away from guys and that will make her more miserable" I tell him, speaking out of experience.
"Trust me. She knows whats she's doing" I tell him.

Christina

Erik seems protective of Bre, and I understand that, since I am a little protective of Ty, even though he is older, in a sort of sisterly/motherly way, since mom isn't home all the time and I'm the only girl in the house.

"Hmmm...I'm not sure yet. Do you know if he's...um...got any weaknesses or fears? I don't mean to pry, nothing too inimate, just something to make sure he doesn't hurt Bre?" He asks, and I grin. I could play along with this.

"Well, he's always hated spiders, but that won't exactly help you, what were you planning on doing?"