Roswell Fanatics

Alex

"You're kidding me right? A 6th grader can do graphs Alex. Now stop fooling around." Isabel says, smiling but looking at me like I'm nuts. Why can't I even lie like a normal person? I mean, it's not like I don't lie everyday about my life.

"Yeah, I'm joking," I say, then rack my brain for something I may have gotten wrong on a past test. Not too much to choose from.

"I got a few matrices problems wrong on the last test," I say aloud, not realizing it. "Yeah, those are a little hard." I sit there for a moment thinking, and then realize I can't do this anymore.

"You know, forget it. I'm not bad at math. I just blurted that out because my mouth has a mind of it's own. Sorry I got you all in tutor mode for no reason," I tell her, before going completely silent. So now she's gonna hate me, but at least I don't have to make up math stuff anymore.

Isabel

"You know, forget it. I'm not bad at math. I just blurted that out because my mouth has a mind of it's own. Sorry I got you all in tutor mode for no reason." he finally admits and looks slightly ashamed and as if I am going to eat him up and spit him out

I smile at him,not quite sure myself how to react to his confession.Any other guy and I would be angry,I'm sure of that but this is Alex...and I've liked him for so long.I can't be angry with him,even if I try.

"It's okay Alex." I say softly and place my hand over his "Now why don't you tell me why you made up that ridiculous lie in the first place."

Alex

"It's okay Alex. Now why don't you tell me why you made up that ridiculous lie in the first place." Isabel says in a quiet voice, smiling as she places her hand on mine. Why did I make up that lie in the first place?"

"Well," I start, just glad she's not mad at me. "We haven't been hanging out much lately, and I wanted to hang out with you, so that's the first idea that popped into my head. I am not exactly known for good my ideas."

That's a pretty sad excuse, but it's partially true. Besides, it's not like I'm going to say something like 'well, Isabel, I like you, and this is my half assed attempt to get some alone time with you.'

Isabel

Oh my god! I could just kiss him silly right now.He is such a sweetheart.'Go on and hug him if you want to'...I can't do that,he'll think I am bonkers or something...'Scaredy cat!'...I am not a scaredy cat.

"Alex,if you wanted us to hang out together then all you had to do was ask.I love spending time with you." I blurt out the last part before I can think

Did I just say 'I love spending tiem with you'?How needy can I get or transparent for that matter?Eeeekkk!I wish my bed would open up and swallow me whole.

Alex

"Alex,if you wanted us to hang out together then all you had to do was ask.I love spending time with you." Isabel blurts, and then looks sort of embarrassed. Well then, I'm glad I'm not the only one that just blurts stuff out.

"Me too," I tell her honestly, grinning. I mean, I do. But she doesn't know exactly how much I like spending time with her.

"We can hang out now if I'm you don't really have stuff to do."

Isabel

Shutting the text book,very gladly I might add and dropping it on the floor I lean back against my pillows and pull my legs up against my chest.

"Well we could watch a movie if you want or we could talk.It's up to you."

Alex

Isabel scoots up in the bed to a sitting position, her knees pulled up tightly. "Well we could watch a movie if you want or we could talk. It's up to you."

"I really don't care, I'm up for a movie or talking. You can decide, it's your house, and I still feel bad about lying to you about the math thing," I tell her, because I'm horrible at making decisions.

I turn so I'm facing her and wait for her to answer. I really don't care what we do, because all I care about is that I'm hanging out with Isabel and don't have to pretend to be horrible at math.

Isabel

"Well since you lied I'll get to choose this time.I say we watch a movie,which of course will also be one of my choice." I say grinning widely

Getting up I go to the study table drawer and take out a dvd,the cover says 'Save the Last Dance',I love movies where there is dancing and I appreciate a man who can dance.

"This" I inform him waving the dvd in the air "will be our source of entertainment.Now if you'll excuse me I'll go get us some pop corn and coke.You could set everything up here.I'll be back in a jiffy."

I rush to the kitchen and put the popcorn into the microwave and get out two bottles of coke and open them.I am slightly nervous.Probably because Alex and I haven't specifically hung out in my room by ourselves before.

Alex

"Well since you lied I'll get to choose this time. I say we watch a movie,which of course will also be one of my choice." Isabel says with a grin, pulling out Save the Last Dance and putting it on the bed. Great. Sure, it's an okay movie, but it is such a chick flick. I mean, its about a guy who dances.

"This will be our source of entertainment. Now if you'll excuse me I'll go get us some pop corn and coke. You could set everything up here.I'll be back in a jiffy." She tells me before heading back downstairs to get the food.

"Okay," I say, getting up to pop the DVD into the player and grab the remote.

So we're watching it in her room? I mean, I guess that makes sense, because the only other TV is in the back room, and those chairs are uncomfortable. But I hope it isn't going to be weird that we're hanging out in her room together. Usually when we hang out it's at my house, and we're in the living room.

I sit back on the bed with the remote and wait for her to come back up.

Isabel

Taking a deep breath to calm my rapidly fraying nerves I pick up the huge bowl of popcorn and make my way back to my room.Upon entering I find Alex streched out on my bed,comfortably laying back against my pillows.

He sure makes himself at home pretty quickly,"Here you go." I hand him the bottle of coke

Placing the bowl next to him I dim the lights,I mean it's like an instinctive reaction,I always do that when I am watching a movie with Maria...'But this is not Maria,it's lover-boy'...he isn't my lover-boy,he doesn't look at me that way anyhow...'How can you be so sure?'...I just know.

If someone knew how much I argued with the silly little voice in my head they'd send me to the insane asylum.Settling down next to him I motion for him to press 'play' and the credits start rolling.