posted on 3-May-2002 8:59:57 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
The Web of Spiders

Setting: A small town named Brinkleton. Where everything is perfect. The people, the area. It’s where everything go’s wrong
Story: Liz Persolin is living in the small town of Brinkleton, wanting to grow up into the most famous Journalists around. A science Geek, Maxewell Grindle, in their school suddenly turns popular. His large black glasses forgotten, his slim and bony body growing into a well muscled one only after one night, brings Liz to suspicion.
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Catagory: AU, Conventional couples. This story is from Spider Man the movie. I thought it would be cool if I ttok Roswell characters and made it into this.


Part One


All my life I’ve, prayed, wished and hoped something to happen in my life. But its
kind of hard when you’re a small town girl. I’ve lived in Brinkleton my whole life. Well actually I was born in the Big Apple, New York City. But my parents moved here after a while. They thought it would be better that I lived in a small place, that the city wasn’t a good place for me to grow up on. But between you and me, my parents are just a little over protective.
I go to a small high school, also named after our city, Brinkleton High.
Just about everything here is named after it. Like Brinkleton Bank, Brinkleton Elementary, Brinkleton Skating, and even Brinkleton Food Market. A bit insane I know but I love it with all my heart. I’m in the tenth grade, and I love English. I plan on being a writer when I grow up. Writing about the Stars, the Hero’s, and the Hard Core reality. I dream of being the top journalist in New York City, working for New York Times. But, then again I’m still here in this small town. But I love it. I love the way that the cool air brushes across my face in the springtime, and the air always smells like cimonim when I pass the stores. I love how I know everyone, and how I never have to be nervous. I don’t know if I could make it without my friends and family, being with them, so close to them, it’s kind of hard sometimes to separate from them.
Being only fifteen I can’t believe how much of a social life I have. Not trying to be conceded or anything, but I’m pretty popular. I go out with a group of friends every night, always get called over to sit at the popular table, always get notes from secret admirorers in my locker. It’s a nice life to have. And making the social crowd around me even larger, I’m in the Drama club, where I always get free coffee at the cafe down the street, named life everything else in the town, Brinleton Cafe. But I will always love this town, its people, it’s way of life. But I want to be on the outside, I want to know what real life is really like. Who knew it was going to come at me Lion ready to taste Blood. Who ever knew *angel*

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[ edited 6 time(s), last at 6-May-2002 6:00:18 PM ]
posted on 3-May-2002 11:44:47 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Hey, whats up, Im continueing! And I hope that your enjoying this just as much as Im having fun writing it.



Part Two

As I sit in the audotorium of the high school I stare at the beautiful painting that lay
across the enormous ceiling. It’s not a painting of anything really, just the colors colliding and the light it makes, even sitting here in the darken room, it seems like the moon is shining on my face. I wrote poems and stories that surrounded this art. The legends I made up about it, how the colors were like living, going so far into time and space, sometimes you don’t see them. But I do, it doesn’t seem like it but I do.
Just as I really feel like I’m alone I here the door close softly, the chilling spring air gently brushing my hair off my shoulder. Someone walks by me, breathing heavily. They probably didn’t see me because I sat in the chair crunched up into a little ball. The stop suddenly their brown hair, almost black dripping wet, because of the pouring rain outside, that you could here twice as good inside the Auditorium. I don’t say a word, or make a sighn that there is any other living person in this room. He suddenly drops his backpack and stares up at the large ceiling. Looking at it just as I had done before. With emotions written all over his face, which was thin and tired. That’s when I noticed, it was Max Grindle. A geek in our school, only because of his love for science. I never really thought of him as a geek though. He seemed just as normal as the rest of every other kid in school. We had been going to school together since first grade. But he always seemed to be so distant. So mysterious. No one knew who the real Max was. I don’t think even Michael Hall did. He was part of the popular crowd. He hung out with Max and stood up for him. But now he can no longer do that, because he graduated last year, basically giving bullies and jerks at school permission to beat him and make fun of him. I try to stand up for him sometimes. But I don’t have much power. I cant make people think differently about him. I’ve been trying to since the fifth grade.
He stood their beads of water mixed with sweat dripping down his face. I couldn’t take the silence any longer, so I made myself visible.

“ I love this place.” I said dreamily, as I sat admiring the art on the ceiling.


Max spun around obviously scared out of his wits, not knowing there was another in the room. His eyes suddenly widened.

“ Hi Liz.” he said shakily. He seemed so nervous around me. Friends told me that he had a crush on me but I always denied it, not that I thought it was grose or anything of that. But I just thought that Max was the type to go for smarter, and prettier girls. He looked so worn out, so tired looking at me.

“ Hey take a seat, you look like you just ran a kilometer.” I said trying to make him more comfy. I looked at him as he stood there shaking his head like a fool. I shook my head, couldn’t help keeping myself from grinning. I stood up and walked over to him slowly. I grabbed his hand, which fit into mine perfectly, and gently ushered him over to the seat next to mine. He sat down, looking nervous, and uncomfortable. I don’t know why though. He’d known me for such a long time, why be so afraid of me. A sat down and folded my legs infront of me, facing him, even though he stood straight looking down at his hands as he twitled his fingers.

“ So I here that your a Science guy.” I said trying to find conversation. Knowing he loved Science.

“ Oh!” he gasped. “ I love Science!” he said happily. He finally faced me, his eyes filled with positive emotions. He literally did LOVE Science.

I stared at him and laughed at his enthusiasm with Science. He loved it! Like I
loved English and the art of writing. He looked like alittle boy, just so eager to see life and study it. And for a moment I felt as he did.

“ Why do you love Science so much?” I asked wondering how someone could fall in love with the subject.

“ I don’t know.” he said looking down at his hands again. He smiled and looked at the ceiling, “ It’s just, I don’t know. It say’s so much you know. It explains what and why everything exists. And shows the reality. Kind of like you and your writing.” he said still staring at the ceiling.

I’m surprised by this. How did he know about my writing. Did he read the
poems placed on the wall that I had written? I didn’t even know that he knew. Was he stalker, or just another admirorer. Like all the other guys in school.

“ How did you know I write?” I asked. I want to know so badly how he knew.

“ I read your stuff. The essay’s the poems and the stories that you turns into the teachers, I’m their assistance.” he said looking anywhere but at me.

He looked ashamed of what he was. About being a Science freak, about loving everything about it. And being so smart that it seperated him from the people of their town, thinking that he was an outcast, a geek. Strange. But I don’t see what to be so ashamed of. I would kill to be as smart as he was, getting an A+ on every Test, having the highest GPA in school. The only thing that I was good at was writing. Sure I’m proud of that but I wish all the time that I could do so much more.

“ You know I like some Science to.” I said smiling with reassurance. He looked at me surprised. “ I’m kind of into spiders. I mean people are always so freaked out by them but, there really is no reason to be. There cool, all the things that they do.”

And I wasn’t lieing. I really was into spiders. They were graceful, and they can do more than any other living thing. Crawling on cielings without the worry of falling, Walking on the walls, have six legs. Spinning webs, it was amazing the things they could do.

“ Really?” he asked shocked beyond the meaning of the word. “ You know I have some inside info.” he whispered as he smiled.

“ Oh, do tell.” I said interested.

He leaned forward, close enough I could feel his warm breath on my face. “ Our class is going to this Science labratory where they the teachers say, their has been a completley knew species of spiders created.” he said smiling at me.

Beyond amazed I sit there with my mouth hanging open. This was going to be great. It turns out that it was in two weeks that the field trip was being scehduled. I couldn’t believe that Max had told what he had.I couldn’t wait to go to the labratory.
Who knew my life would involve Max. Who knew.


Part Three

I sat in Science class, becoming intrested in it so. The way that the spiders would feed on there prey. How they packed them in there tight web, saving some for later. I could just imagine. How it would be to climb on wall’s and swing from place to place, moving without a thing in the world seeing, being unknown. A Secret, a hiding. Everywhere you went in this town, anything you did, everyone would find out in the matter of a minute. Gossip was big thing, you could guess, in this town. The older people of the town were more interested in these things. The things that go on in this town kept them alive, you could tell. My Grandmother, on the other hand doesn’t live on gossip, she just stay’s in her cabin in the North, all alone, miles from a town. We always invite her to come stay with us. But she always refuses, saying “ My flowers keep me busy, I love my flowers.” She say’s that they really speak to her. That they say things, but in riddles. She say’s it’s the secret behind life. But they want you to figure it out. Everyone thinks my grandmother is insane when they see her sticking her ear next to the blooming flower.
But I think she is the most intellagent, and amazing woman in the world. Cause she is right flowers do speak to her. But only her, because she’s special. She can understand them, because she is old and wise. Anything she say’s is truth. I know that for a fact. She always gave me advice, on how to deal with conflicts at school. And they always worked. My grandmother, is what people call insane. But the truth is she just lives in a different world from ours, where everything is special, and everything makes sense. Sometimes I wish I lived in that world. Where nothing mattered. Where nothing was secret.
The bell rang and everyone took off out of the classroom. But I just sit here. The teacher even had left. I slowly got up and walked to the door, but stop when I feel this eletric pull tugging at my back. I turn around seeing the cage of spiders sitting on the lab desk across the room. It felt like the creatures were just staring back at me. As I started to walk towards it, I heard my friend Maria’s voice behind me.

“ Hey Chica! C’mon were going to be late for Lit.” Maria said as she started to bounce on her toes with impatientce.

I turned back to the spiders and then back to my friend. I smile and shake my head. Trying to get rid of the feeling that the spider was actually trying to talk to me. But that was impossible, Spiders couldn’t speak. It was rediculious. But I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was going to happen. Something bad, yet good.

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posted on 4-May-2002 12:11:15 AM by AllAboutEyesS09
Thanx but could you get more people to read my FIC. I really think this one is good and I dont dont want to be proven wrong, thank you.

Author, AllAboutEyesS09(AKA JESSIE)


posted on 4-May-2002 12:11:19 AM by AllAboutEyesS09
Thanx but could you get more people to read my FIC. I really think this one is good and I dont dont want to be proven wrong, thank you.

Author, AllAboutEyesS09(AKA JESSIE)

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posted on 4-May-2002 4:11:14 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Part Four

The day has finally come. We’re going to the Laboratory, to see the brand new species of spiders. As we followed the guide around, she explained to us about the spiders way of living, its enviroment, and how it was created. I walk around following her, but taking glances at Liz frequently. She and I had grown closer after the past day’s. Our interest in spiders making us closer. I couldn’t help but noticed the way her hair would swing back and forth as she moved. I had been in love with her since fourth grade. At least I think I’ve been. Then coming up to new species of spiders I listen intently to the guide.

“ Our scientists here at Deans Labratory have been studying these insects for years. And we have finally come to understand them. We made them what we want them to be and we gave them the DNA of a spider, but gave them the brain of a human, if you know what I’m saying.” the tour guide smiled as she said so. But not being able to say much of the species, she moves on.
Only me and Liz are left behind. She just stares at the spiders with such interest,
and I just stand there staring at her do so. She just makes time stand still, not only because of her beauty but by the way she laughs, the energy that she has around her. Why did she talk to me in the auditorium, I don’t understand why someone so beautiful, and as popular as her would want to be with me a geek, or for the matter hang out with me or be my friend.

“ Why?” I ask. I go into shock when I notice I had said it out loud. She looks at me confused, her angel like face twisting in confusion but she still keeps a smile on her face.

“ What?” she asks.

“ Why would you want to hang out with me?” I ask straight forward, wanting to know. My hands started to sweat afraid to here her answer.

“ Because I like you. You know all this cool stuff. And its nice hanging out with you. You understand me, and how I think. Its easier to talk to than other people.” she said. I couldn’t tell if she was lying or telling the truth. Examining her face I saw that she was telling the truth. She really was being my friend, just because she liked who I was.

Above their heads, was a Spider Web, with a strange looking Spider, staring down at them, with its many amount of eyes. It slowly like a spy in the darkened night, sneaking upon its enemy, spun a web and slithered down, landing on a warm surface, biting into it.

“ Ah!” I yelped. I just got bit by something. Damn it really hurt to. Suddenly I started to feel a little tired, and dizzy. Liz looked at me concerned. She offered to walk me home, but I rejected her, strangely wanting to be home alone. As I walked I started to stumble down the street. All I could think about was the millions of small things around me, the trucks squealing, the baskets of fruits falling onto the ground as the farmers son tried to carry them. The shouting coming from the barber shop. What was happening to me. I felt weak, but at the same time, I felt like my muscles were becoming more heavy.
As I got into the house I dodged my Aunt and Uncles questions. Hurrying to me room. I pull of my jacket, and shirt, becoming very hot, then as I fall to my bed, I’m suddenly hit with a freezing cold chill. Shaking unncontrolably. I grab the blanket wrapping it around me. Then suddenley I.............cant.....................see....................anything...........................................................................................................................................................................................
Waking up, I feel fully refreshed. I think I feel even more stronger than before. My arms, feel light like feathers, and my legs feel strangely heavier than before. As I stand up, I shake my head, remembering what had happened last night. I feel like I’m just rising in the air towards heaven. She looked at me with concern, like she actually cared, of my being ok. I couldn’t believe that I had pushed her comfort away. She wanted to comfort me and I wouldn’t let her. Her arm wrapped over my shoulder and my waist, as I almost fell. The wall that she stroked my face with her hand as I started to look more pale than usual. She had shown so much concern, and was that fear that I had seen in her eyes. Fear of me being unwell. But I couldn’t find one reason why Liz would be interested in a geek like me. I wiped my sweat that covered my forehead and grabbed a shirt from the closet pulling it over my head quickly.
While tugging on it I noticed it wouldn’t go down any further. That was strange. My body was so slim, and I was short for my age, my clothes now hung down to my hips, and clung to my torso. Something was wrong here. I couldn’t have had a growing spurt just over night.
Then becoming suspicious of my own sudden growth, I walked over to the closet, opening it. On the edge there were marks that stood for my height since kindergarten. I stood up next to it and drew a line on it, measuring my height. As I stepped back and turned to look at my measurment, I gasped. I had grown six inches in own night. I was now six foot one!!


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posted on 4-May-2002 9:12:19 PM by AllAboutEyesS09

Part Five



I still wonder why Max had acted the way he did at the laboratory. He seemed like he wanted to get away from me, making me feel like as small as a fly. Just thinking about it, I get a strange feeling in my stomach, as if it were real pain. Max and I had grown to be friends after a while. He was a great guy, and great to talk to. But I always get the strangest feeling that he likes me, more than a friend. But thats all that I can give him. Friendship. The way that he is, I dont know, just makes me more confident in myself. He makes me proud of who I am. He say’s he admires my abilities. My being able to talk with others, and get along with everyone. I don’t sometimes. Sure its great to have friends to talk to, and everyone knows you, and trusts you. But sometimes I thrive to have an enemy. Someone to fight with. Like how Super Man has Lex Luther. And how Bat Man has the riddle. It’s boring sometimes having no conflict with anyone. It’s dull. Sometimes, I wish for Max’s life. Where I’d have someone to hate, that hates me back. I’d love it. I know this sounds strange, but if you were like me you would understand, when life is easy it’s dull.
But I’m not saying life is great with me. My father for one. He an Alcoholic. He used to beat my mother, but he has stopped lately. Instead he’s decided to put scars and bruises, on me. The pain isn’t the problem, it’s the emotion and fright behind them. Getting these for me, is like being shoved into the cold hard ground, being spat in my face, that I don’t deserve to live. Sometimes I don’t think I do. But my boyfriend Greg, helps alot. He’s a sweet heart. He comforts me after a one night beating, and he lets me stay at his house sometimes when I’m afraid. I made him promise not to tell about my mother and father. It’s hard for him I know that, but I can’t let anyone know that the cuts and bruises are from my parents. I would rather they thought I was just clumsy.
I look across the street seeing Max’s house, his Aunt and Uncle sitting at the table hand and hand, as well as Max, saying there grace for dinner. I watch as they laugh at each others jokes, and tell each other their day’s, whether it’s imbarassing or not. Their comfortable around each other. I envy Max. I have since the day we moved in next door to him. Him and his uncle would play in the back yard. His uncle teaching him how to ride the bike, and throw a baseball. Max seemed to like baseball very much. When he was younger he would be outside every day, just throwing it with all his might. But as he grew older, he stopped playing. I didn’t know why. But he did. We never really spoke to each other, we might have greeted each other with a hello every now and then. But we never had a real discussion. Not until that day in the Auditorium. I’m happy it happened to. But we aren’t like the bestest friend or anything now. We just talk her e and there as we pass each other in the high school halls.
Tonight my mother, father and I sat at the table, and ate. The silence was murder. The only sound came from the television, which stood in front of my father as he ate his dinner. Every bite he took a little food dripped down his chin and onto his shirt. I cringed, watching this was so awful. Just seeing him basically druel all over the woman on the television in front of my mother made me sick. My mother just sat there, motionless, so tired looking. Looking at the wall’s I saw pictures of my mom before I was born. She was so beautiful. They even had a picture of each other on the wall from when they went to from in their senior year. I promised my self that I would never marry a high school sweet heart or crush. It always ended badly. I saw my mother look up at my father and drop her fork, standing up quickly. Her chair slid across the tile making a loud screeching noise.

“ Adam.” she said. Taking another breath and closing her eyes, she continued. “ Could you please turn off the television?”

My father snorted, making me angry. He just brushed her off his shoulder as if she were almost dust. I couldn’t let my mother be treated like that. Especially by him. Especially him.

“ Come on dad. Just turn off the TV.” I asked. Just wanting the conflict to be over.

He threw down his fork, making me and my mother jump. I stiffened. Ready for a swing at me face. He threw his dish across the room. Slamming into a billion pieces as hit hit the wall, leaving marks of food sitting on the wall.

“ What you all ganging up on me tonight!” he yelled as he stood from his chair, which sunk because of his weight. “ Why you always give me this shit!”

Scared to death my body trembling in pain, almost as if it were real.

“ Dad Stop!” I yelled. I was scared for my self. But most of all I was terrified for my mother. He spun around at my and as he was about to slap me, there was a knock at the door. My father froze, and I let out the breath of air I hadn’t even noticed I had been holding. He pushed me aside and walked toward the door. My mother breaths in deeply. And I thank god that I have Greg with me now. But strangely I wish it were Max at the door instead.


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posted on 4-May-2002 10:53:00 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Part Six

Walking down the hall with Gregs hand in mine, felt so perfect. Yet, so wrong, like it wasn’t right. It wasn’t actually. I didn’t diserve this boy standing next to me. He could do so much better. Get someone more incredible, and unbeilevably amazing then I. But he chose me. And I didn’t want to be chosen. I’d rather spend the rest of my life as a lonely and bitter old woman, scaring away any friend coming in two feet of her.
After Greg picked me up last night, he drove us out to the park, and we sat under a tree and looked at the amazing stars. I see why scientists study them, who wouldn’t. There so beautiful, and mysterious. But why study it. You should sometimes leave the mystical things of life alone. Not knowing the story behind them is what makes them what they are. But Science has a story for everything these days. Sometimes it’s nice to not know a thing about anything, and just make up a hypothosis, but never get an answer. But Greg obviously didn’t see it this way. After five minutes of looking at the stars, he was sound asleep, snoring like a Lion. Loud enough to wake the neighbors. I just rolled my eyes as his head dropped onto my shoulder, using it as a pillow, and even a drool pad.
But then someone came into view and my thought were sweapt from my mind. Looking at the person in front of me I was confused beyond a doubt. Was this the Max that I knew. The boy who I grew up next door to? Could it be? I could only see his head as the popular kids circled around him, asking stupid questions like “ Are you knew here?” Then my eyebrow lifted as I saw Penny Lingo, the slut of the popular kids, unbuttoning another button of her top, showing a bit of her fake cleavage. She looked at Max like prey. She slipped her way through the crowd and let her hand wonder around his chest. I roll my eyes, knowing that Max thought nothing positive of Penny. He used the description as, stuck up, stubborn, flirt of the year, getting paid a buck an hour at the corner of Dollas and Theroson street flashing some thigh. If you get the picture, he had no interest in her. None of the boys in school did unless they wanted a little something. If she were as smart as she say’s she is, she’d know he was three years younger then her.
As he looked up, he caught me looking. I wasn’t embarassed and simply smiled at him as Greg and I turned the corned, heading toward the cafeteria. He struggled to get out of the big crowd circling him but had no luck in doing so, so he just smiled and waved.

Walking in the cafeteria line I stared at the gross food and cringed, it even smelt bad.
I remembered my special service, and walked out of the line and into the back room where Julie Parker, my best friend, stood with a tray in her hand, with a tub of yogurt, a good looking pizza and a can of coke sitting on top. I smiled thankfully as we swapped and I headed out of the backroom. Julie had been getting me the better food of lunch for a year now. Julie was in college. She had babysat me when I was younger, now she was always helping me out at school.
Just as I passed a couple of tables I came up to Max’s table, I smiled at him, saying hello then suddenly my boot slipped, and I began to fall fast to the floor. I was terrified. People were going to laugh at me, I would be covered in food. But before I knew it, my eyes closed, holding my breath, I never felt my back hit the cold hard tile. I opened my eyes to see Max staring at me, holding me in his arms. In one arm actually, the other held my tray of food.

“ Wow!” I said astonished. “ Great Reflexes!” Giving him a sixty watt smile. He blushed and stood me up. Brushing my skirt off, Max hands me my tray. “ Thank You.”

“ No, No Problem.” he stutters. I just smile at him a bit awkward and turn around confused. Wondering how he had the strength to hold me in one arm. Just yester day he looked slim and short. Then suddenly after one night, he’s taller, and through his white top, which clung to him, showed off well toned muscles.

Sitting down, I scratch my head. “ Oh well, that was a bit strange. “ I say to my self. Sitting across from me, Mary Jane looks at me confused.

“ What is?” she asks. I hadn’t noticed I had talked out loud. I shake my head indicating to her it was nothing. She shakes her head a bit suspicious and focuses back on her food. I turn around, taking a look at Max. He was sitting down now. Alone. I hadn’t noticed that before. He always sat alone. But he wasn’t for long. A crowd of guys and girls suddenly fled to the table taking a seat. It was strange, how all of this happened all in one night. It was even more strange, how much his eyes had change, Once they were green, now they were deep brown, with golden specs in them. What in the world happened to Max the Science Geek.

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posted on 5-May-2002 4:04:56 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
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Part Seven

About Two weeks Later on at home, my Dad and I fight. But this times isn’t like the others, I fought back. I could tell everyone could here, Max’s Aunt and Uncle stared out the window with concern. They heard this a lot probably. There was no question about it. You could always here us, every morning, every night. Sure, no one knew of the beatings but it didn’t mean that they don’t question it. My fathers eyes grew with rage as I yelled at him what a over grown ass hole he was. I even cussed at him, using dirty language and mean comments about him. This went on until the point where he grabbed me by my shoulders and shoved me. Scared beyond scared, and crying like a little girl, he grabbed me by the the hair and dragged me to the back door, where he shoved me down the stairs. Every body part that hit the ground grew with size. Even without seeing this I could feel it. After a second or to of laying at the bottom of the steps I heard the door slam shut. Then as I sat up and leaned against the stairs, I knew I couldn’t go back inside the house. I was to afraid. I don’t think I could even get my legs to move. As I lifted my arm I felt a sharp pain go through it vibrating throughout my whole body. I just sat there crying. Crying until I finally fell asleep. Thinking of being in a different place. Dreaming of being somewhere where I didn’t have to worry about anything.

My vision was blurry as I awoke. It seemed to be early morning, obviously no one awake, for I heard no cars going busily down the road. I stood up and stared to walk down the narrow drive way, deciding to head for Greg’s place. I was afraid, and I was in pain. And I just wanted to be with him, and feel safe in his arms. But the way of getting there wasn’t all that safe. The street lights were out, darkness taking over. I couldn’t see anything, or even where I was walking. The cold air numbing my body. Then as I turned a corner, I rammed into a hard body, it pushing me to the ground hard. I gasped not knowing what to do. Then suddenly I was lifted by the shoulders, and shoved roughly against the wall, someone’s body roughly flushed against mine. I started to scream an kick, but the man simply covered my mouth with his hand. Then I felt another hand near my blouse, ripping the front. I kneed him in between the legs and ran as fast as mine would take me. Then I heard him come up behind me, yanking on my shirt, only pulling the garment off. Then running to a dead end, hearing his footsteps heavily behind me, I stood shacking against the wall. Scared. Terrified. He came closer and I heard his breath that seemed different now. I was scared shaking, and my stomach cold, and my shoulders, my back all exposed. Only wearing my bra. That and my pants. Then I saw the spider Web.


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posted on 6-May-2002 5:58:07 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Part Seven

The man was getting closer, I backed up against the wall, for some reason hoping I would magically fall through. But the man was coming closer, his breathing becoming more rapid, more.....wanting. I didn’t dare to scream, afraid he had a weapon. I wanted to be away from here I wanted to be home, even with my wicked father I would feel safe then at this very moment. Then hearing a bird from above on the roof the mans head snapped up with alarm. I took this chance for my escape. I looked around me quickly as possible, finding a trash can. Grapping the top I slammed it onto his head, and took my chance, dashing down the alley. Then I heard the mans voice.

“ Stop!” he yelled. His voice seemed so familiar, like I heard it every. “ I’m sorry Liz, I hadn’t known it was you.”

At this point I was confused. What was this man talking of and how did he know of my name. I cross my arms over my chest to cover the exposed skin. The tall figure finally stepped out of its homely shadows, and I saw its face. Anger rose within me. I had known this person so long, actual been closer than close to be with them. One night almost gave him something most special to me. Thank God now, I didn’t.

“ You!” I yelled in anger. Hot tears stinging my eyes. “ I loved you! Greg I loved you!” I said taking a step back. “ Now I know, I know the dirty bastard of a pig you are! I know now.” I said so much venom in my voice even I was surprised.

His soft calm face, turned from loving and tenderness, to pure venom and anger. A side of Greg I had never seen before scaring my beyond a doubt. Then he raised his gun, looking serious, and he was sure that he was going to shoot. I was sure he was going to shoot. Then as he pulled the trigger, in time it went slow, and it seemed from the moment that it hit the flesh upon my stomach, it slowly bored into my stomach, the pain increasing at a torturing speed. But time just froze and my life flashed before my eyes. The color and the beauty of the mural upon the high school auditorium. The way Max had looked at me in the hall. Watching Max grow up into the man he is now. The beatings, the name calling. She envied her own life now. For it was being pulled away from her at the instant. I look again at the spider web. Sitting peacefully in the corner of the alley. But then as I started to fade out of life I felt the ground shake, then a body on the ground soon followed. Gregs Body. Then as I started to close my eyes I saw a man standing before me, in a red and blue suit, covered with webs, except it looked like skin, as if this were some kind of new life form standing before me. Then I blacked out.

Then I saw the light. Thinking it was my time to finally live in peace, My mind and my heart no longer fighting for control over my thoughts, my dreams and my hope, but working as a team. Not having to worry of diseases or the survival of little old me. But then I felt someone holding onto my hand, pulling me back. The tunnel around me swirled in the colors of the rainbow and nature outside, and Max appeared in front of my, sleeping on what seemed a blue blanket, my hand tightly wrapped in his. My eyes fluttering open, I see it was real not a dream. I’m in the hospital, seeing the needles stuck into me giving me oxygen. Just by looking at them I shutter. Seeing Max sleeping in the uncomfortable position he was in, sitting on the chair, bent over resting his head upon the blue blanket. He looked like an angel. And I tightened my grasp around his hand. Why am I suddenly attracted to the boy, when he has been living next door to me for years. But I was happy and filled with joy knowing that someone actually cares.

TBC FEEDBACK PLEASE!!!!
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posted on 19-May-2002 10:36:57 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Part NINE


As I walked down the halls of our very small high school, I saw everything differently. After being shot changes everything you tend to think about. Even now as I walk down the street I noticed all the beautiful birds that tend to fly past me. But the thing that I notice more thann anything else, is Max. He was there when I was hurt, and stayed until I awakened. After he saw I was awake he told me he had found mer in the alley. And took me to a hospitAL RIGHT AWAY. but somethin in his eyes told m other wise. I could point it out but I knew.
As I turned th corner I saw him as he began to take some books out of his locker. I wanted to greet him but then I saw that stacey Print. Then what I saw next almost killed me. MAx grabbed her hips gently, and pushed her against the locker, putting flesh against flesh, well clothes against clothes, and gave her the most passionate and deep kiss I though I would ever see in my life, he was holding her, brushes his hands across and in between her thighs, I was crushed. My face was plastered in Horror. Then as tears started to flood to my eyes, Max opened his eyes, still entertwined in the kiss, as they looked at me his eyes widened and he pushed Stacey away, and ran to me, but before he got to me, I fled down the hall way going to the only place I knew where I would be free.
posted on 26-May-2002 11:48:31 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Part Eight

As I stood in the middle of the Auditorium, all my pain and fear and heart ache all seemed to subside, and I was standing in my own perfect world. The colors of life passing me by giving me comfort and love, with the courage to live and feel free as well. And I thought of Max as a complete ignorant moron. But I couldn’t help but notice those beautiful eyes that he had. The way that you felt so caught up in them. Wanting to just jump inside them and see what lye in their amazing depths.
But then as I felt that I was really alone, I felt someone's presence in the room. As corny as it sounds it’s true I just felt that there was someone in the room. But I knew that it wasn’t just someone. It was Max. The boy who had turned into a complete man so very fast. I turned knowing he would be right behind me. And he was. He was staring at me with apologetic eyes. Showing me he was sorry. Or wasn’t?

“ What you saw back there, I have to admit I'm not sorry you saw it.” He said with truth. But I could tell he was trying his best to show that he wasn’t meaning to hurt me if he was.

“ No that’s fine. I was just startled to see. You! Of all people doing that.” I said as I plastered one of my most convincing smiles on my face. Then I lied again betraying my true feelings. “ It’s just Max, I thought you were a saint. I thought you were going to grow up to be some kind of priest, who never marries or has sex.”

Max laughed at this, and then he looks at me and shook his head. “ Nope.” He said sitting down on the chair behind him, letting out a breath of air. “ I wouldn’t do that. I always thought that it would be kind of boring living your life without any sexual interaction.”

My eyes widened at this comment. Had he actually had sex before? Was he some kind of sex driven maniac?

He looked up at me with alert and quickly said. “ But I haven't ever had sex, I mean. I. Mean...I.... I” then he gave up and began to laugh. I noticed that he had just screwed up his whole point and began to laugh with him.

“ Max what are doing to me.” I said under my breath not even noticing that I had said.

“ What?” He asked.

As I looked into his eyes I saw hope. Hope for what though. He was staring at me just all thought and actions glued on me. Was it true? The rumors the whispers. Was Max Grindle in love with me?

“ Nothing.” I said quickly brushing my comment away from the conversation. And Max’s hope subsided from his eyes and pain took place in them. Then he stood up, and walked over to me as he began walking to the doorway and as he passed his arm brushed against mine. And at the moment I felt electricity rush through me, looking at him, I saw that knew I felt it, because he felt it to, then he walked out the door. And my thoughts were suddenly directed to the spider web in the corner.


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posted on 26-May-2002 11:48:35 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Part Eight

As I stood in the middle of the Auditorium, all my pain and fear and heart ache all seemed to subside, and I was standing in my own perfect world. The colors of life passing me by giving me comfort and love, with the courage to live and feel free as well. And I thought of Max as a complete ignorant moron. But I couldn’t help but notice those beautiful eyes that he had. The way that you felt so caught up in them. Wanting to just jump inside them and see what lye in their amazing depths.
But then as I felt that I was really alone, I felt someone's presence in the room. As corny as it sounds it’s true I just felt that there was someone in the room. But I knew that it wasn’t just someone. It was Max. The boy who had turned into a complete man so very fast. I turned knowing he would be right behind me. And he was. He was staring at me with apologetic eyes. Showing me he was sorry. Or wasn’t?

“ What you saw back there, I have to admit I'm not sorry you saw it.” He said with truth. But I could tell he was trying his best to show that he wasn’t meaning to hurt me if he was.

“ No that’s fine. I was just startled to see. You! Of all people doing that.” I said as I plastered one of my most convincing smiles on my face. Then I lied again betraying my true feelings. “ It’s just Max, I thought you were a saint. I thought you were going to grow up to be some kind of priest, who never marries or has sex.”

Max laughed at this, and then he looks at me and shook his head. “ Nope.” He said sitting down on the chair behind him, letting out a breath of air. “ I wouldn’t do that. I always thought that it would be kind of boring living your life without any sexual interaction.”

My eyes widened at this comment. Had he actually had sex before? Was he some kind of sex driven maniac?

He looked up at me with alert and quickly said. “ But I haven't ever had sex, I mean. I. Mean...I.... I” then he gave up and began to laugh. I noticed that he had just screwed up his whole point and began to laugh with him.

“ Max what are doing to me.” I said under my breath not even noticing that I had said.

“ What?” He asked.

As I looked into his eyes I saw hope. Hope for what though. He was staring at me just all thought and actions glued on me. Was it true? The rumors the whispers. Was Max Grindle in love with me?

“ Nothing.” I said quickly brushing my comment away from the conversation. And Max’s hope subsided from his eyes and pain took place in them. Then he stood up, and walked over to me as he began walking to the doorway and as he passed his arm brushed against mine. And at the moment I felt electricity rush through me, looking at him, I saw that knew I felt it, because he felt it to, then he walked out the door. And my thoughts were suddenly directed to the spider web in the corner.
*bounce*
posted on 27-May-2002 12:37:43 AM by AllAboutEyesS09
Part eight continued........................


I sat in my living room, thankful that no one was home, this way I wouldn’t have to listen to the heart breaking screaming or sounds of my mothers crying. I cleaned up the house the best that I could. And I had to admit it didn’t look like a shit hole anymore it looked like any ordinary house, of any ordinary family. I sat and watched cartoons laughing at the and having quite a good time. I hadn’t watched cartoons as a kid so this was like catching up for me. As I looked out the window I saw Maria and Alex, my two best friends walking. I hadn’t talked to Alex in a long time. I was so happy I jumped from the couch and ran to the door. Alex had moved away two years ago all the way to Roswell, New Mexico.
His hair was much lighter now, it must have been the sun that constantly shines
there. He looked so good. More muscle, a lot more to be precise. he was much taller, his style was more sporty and loose. His ear was filled with ear piercing. They traveled from the top of his ear down to his lobe. His walk was powerful, and he had this energy around that was much more strong and powerful than before. I ran to him jumping into his arms, and hugging him as tight as I could. Almost afraid that he would fly away. He embraced me his strong arms holding me tight.
“ It’s so great to see you Alex!” I whispered into his ear. he held me tighter and then placed my feet back onto the ground. He stared into my eyes and replayed.

“ You look great Liz!” he said astonished. I blushed thinking I didn’t look that great. “ And it’s great to see you again.”

Maria swatted Alex on the arm making him wince. “ I didn’t get that good of a greeting Alex!” Maria complained pretending to be angry. Then she looked him from toe to head and looked at me and said “ He does look fine doesn’t he!” she said.

Alex looked at Maria wide eyed, and Maria began to laugh. “ I was kidding you.” she reassured him as she looked at me and we both began to chuckle. Still that Alex was Fine.

“ So Alex how was Roswell?” I asked trying to create conversation.

“ Yeah. Did you meet any Aliens?” Maria asked sarcastically. Alex laughed and shook his head.

“ No. And you know I was really looking forward to it.” he said trying to look disappointed. Maria and I rolled our eyes at this.

“ But it was great. I got into extreme sports, and I have to admit I’m pretty good. I compete in motor cross. Yeah I’ve got a whole group of friends down there do it with me. And school, is great. I’m still getting A’s and girls. A lot of girls in fact.” Alex continued, then stopped as Maria started waving her hand around getting attention.

“ Hold up a minute, one questions. Have you lost your virginity?” Maria asked.
I thought this was rude to ask. It wasn’t any of our business, but I couldn’t help but want to know.

“ Maria!” I scolded. This had to be embarrasing for Alex. I could tell because his cheeks began to turn a deep red and he tilted his head as he smiled. This brought suspicion to my mind.
“ Wait A minute. Have you?” I asked. I had to know. I had to know if he broke our promise so long ago. The promise that we said we would save ourselves that someone the true love, the one we would spend the rest of our lives with.

Alex looked at me and his eyes told me. They told me what he wanted to say but couldn’t and wouldn’t. He had broken our promise. I looked away angry.

“ No.” he lied. This brought anger to me. He had just lied to Maria, because she didn’t have the advantage of being so connected to Alex like I was. I looked at him with anger in my eyes. Maria jumped. I was surprised by this and jumped myself. I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts of anger.

“ What is it?” I asked Maria not looking at Alex. Knowing he was looking at me for forgiveness. She pulled a beeper out from the side of her jean skirt pocket and looked at it as she tucked one of her red ringlets of hair out from her eyes.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. “ It’s Michael. He just wont stop calling me. I told him I wanted to spend time with you guys. Our relationship has been going to shit lately.”

“ Go to Michael. Liz and I need to talk anyways.” Alex told Maria still looking at me.



Twenty minutes later Alex and I sit on the couch in an awkward silence. Nothing had been said since maria had left. I was to afraid if I began to speak I would end up yelling at him letting him feel the rage I felt against him right then. But then I built up the courage to speak and ask the only question I could think of.

“ Why?” I asked staring at my hands.

“ Why what?” he asked looking at me. I looked up locking eyes with his.

“ Why did you break our promise, and why did you lie to your best friend!” I yelled. But not intentionally.

I saw him flinch as I yelled. “ Because I was jrunk!” he roared. Angry for yelling at him. My eyes widened at the thought. “ Do you think that I am proud of that. I didn’t want maria to know because she doesn’t need to know such an awful thing of me. And that worst of it is now in Roswell I have a six month old daughter.” he said. I heard the tears in his voice. And I felt them in mine. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him and we wept together.
posted on 27-May-2002 10:34:03 AM by AllAboutEyesS09
Part eight continued........................


I sat in my living room, thankful that no one was home, this way I wouldn’t have to listen to the heart breaking screaming or sounds of my mothers crying. I cleaned up the house the best that I could. And I had to admit it didn’t look like a shit hole anymore it looked like any ordinary house, of any ordinary family. I sat and watched cartoons laughing at the and having quite a good time. I hadn’t watched cartoons as a kid so this was like catching up for me. As I looked out the window I saw Maria and Alex, my two best friends walking. I hadn’t talked to Alex in a long time. I was so happy I jumped from the couch and ran to the door. Alex had moved away two years ago all the way to Roswell, New Mexico.
His hair was much lighter now, it must have been the sun that constantly shines
there. He looked so good. More muscle, a lot more to be precise. he was much taller, his style was more sporty and loose. His ear was filled with ear piercing. They traveled from the top of his ear down to his lobe. His walk was powerful, and he had this energy around that was much more strong and powerful than before. I ran to him jumping into his arms, and hugging him as tight as I could. Almost afraid that he would fly away. He embraced me his strong arms holding me tight.
“ It’s so great to see you Alex!” I whispered into his ear. he held me tighter and then placed my feet back onto the ground. He stared into my eyes and replayed.

“ You look great Liz!” he said astonished. I blushed thinking I didn’t look that great. “ And it’s great to see you again.”

Maria swatted Alex on the arm making him wince. “ I didn’t get that good of a greeting Alex!” Maria complained pretending to be angry. Then she looked him from toe to head and looked at me and said “ He does look fine doesn’t he!” she said.

Alex looked at Maria wide eyed, and Maria began to laugh. “ I was kidding you.” she reassured him as she looked at me and we both began to chuckle. Still that Alex was Fine.

“ So Alex how was Roswell?” I asked trying to create conversation.

“ Yeah. Did you meet any Aliens?” Maria asked sarcastically. Alex laughed and shook his head.

“ No. And you know I was really looking forward to it.” he said trying to look disappointed. Maria and I rolled our eyes at this.

“ But it was great. I got into extreme sports, and I have to admit I’m pretty good. I compete in motor cross. Yeah I’ve got a whole group of friends down there do it with me. And school, is great. I’m still getting A’s and girls. A lot of girls in fact.” Alex continued, then stopped as Maria started waving her hand around getting attention.

“ Hold up a minute, one questions. Have you lost your virginity?” Maria asked.
I thought this was rude to ask. It wasn’t any of our business, but I couldn’t help but want to know.

“ Maria!” I scolded. This had to be embarrasing for Alex. I could tell because his cheeks began to turn a deep red and he tilted his head as he smiled. This brought suspicion to my mind.
“ Wait A minute. Have you?” I asked. I had to know. I had to know if he broke our promise so long ago. The promise that we said we would save ourselves that someone the true love, the one we would spend the rest of our lives with.

Alex looked at me and his eyes told me. They told me what he wanted to say but couldn’t and wouldn’t. He had broken our promise. I looked away angry.

“ No.” he lied. This brought anger to me. He had just lied to Maria, because she didn’t have the advantage of being so connected to Alex like I was. I looked at him with anger in my eyes. Maria jumped. I was surprised by this and jumped myself. I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts of anger.

“ What is it?” I asked Maria not looking at Alex. Knowing he was looking at me for forgiveness. She pulled a beeper out from the side of her jean skirt pocket and looked at it as she tucked one of her red ringlets of hair out from her eyes.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. “ It’s Michael. He just wont stop calling me. I told him I wanted to spend time with you guys. Our relationship has been going to shit lately.”

“ Go to Michael. Liz and I need to talk anyways.” Alex told Maria still looking at me.



Twenty minutes later Alex and I sit on the couch in an awkward silence. Nothing had been said since maria had left. I was to afraid if I began to speak I would end up yelling at him letting him feel the rage I felt against him right then. But then I built up the courage to speak and ask the only question I could think of.

“ Why?” I asked staring at my hands.

“ Why what?” he asked looking at me. I looked up locking eyes with his.

“ Why did you break our promise, and why did you lie to your best friend!” I yelled. But not intentionally.

I saw him flinch as I yelled. “ Because I was jrunk!” he roared. Angry for yelling at him. My eyes widened at the thought. “ Do you think that I am proud of that. I didn’t want maria to know because she doesn’t need to know such an awful thing of me. And that worst of it is now in Roswell I have a six month old daughter.” he said. I heard the tears in his voice. And I felt them in mine. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him and we wept together.

posted on 2-Jun-2002 12:27:09 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Jessie Part Nine

Everything is getting harder. Life is getting more force full and the pain in my heart is tearing me apart. But I cant even predict the pain that Alex must be feeling. He said that he was drunk at the party, and we were only sixteen. And he had a child when he was fifteen. It must have been so hard to be so young and a father of a child. Being kicked out by your mother and father. Then the mother of your child trying to tell everyone tat you beat her and got drunk all the time. Getting a restraining order against you saying you can go only in three yards of your daughter and her mother. It must hurt like heel to feel that kind of pain. He had been living on his own and he was working three jobs everyday trying to keep his feet on the ground. And keep himself from falling into that deep grave he had dug for himself to fall into.
I now sit in my backyard on a cheap old lawn chair that is beginning to fall apart.
Its night now. The stars are shinning bright, reflecting in your eyes kind of like a head light blinding you as you wake up turning on your light. I can here the music coming from the car which just pulled up in front of the house. And I know who it is to. Even without looking. Max. He had quite the social life latley. He was hanging out in the in crowd. MY crowd.! Not his. I might sound a tad bit jealous, truth is I am. He has takin over my life. he is now the popular guy, the center of attention, and Im not. It makes me so mad, yet happy for him at the same time. I was so confused with my feelings for him it was driving me insane.
Then I turn my head hearing footsteps in the driveway. It was Max for sure. Looking as fine as ever. He had on some kakis and a hooded jacket with his hair SPIKED!! Wow! I never knew that he would go street style. Then as I was about to get up and say hi. My leg became tangled in the huge hole of the lawn chair, my whole body flying forward, without any grace what so ever. When I felt my body hit the ground I could feel the humiliation come at full force. But pain in my ankle was even worse. I sat up trying to hide my face under my hair but that was very unsecsessful. Then as I tried to get my ankle out of the hole I felt some ones hand on my le helping me. It was Max. His hand felt so warm. It sent shivers up my legs through my back. After he got it out, I hadn’t noticed how close our hands had gotten. Our fingertips had been touching. MAx placed his hand on my cheek and asked “ Are you ok?”
Thats when I noticed he hadn’t laughed our giggled once when seeing I fell. He truley did care about me. I also noticed those intense eyes, those beautiful brown eyes, that made me feel so weak and strong at the same time. Then I remember those loving green eyes that filled me with love, but the difference was these bown eyes filled me with desire. I couldn’t sit here and wait any longer. So I looked at him and stared him straight in the eyes.

“ What has happened to you Max?” I asked.

He looked up at me and cupped my cheek in his hand and gapped my other hand gently placing it on his heart.
“ I fell in love with you.”*angel**angel*