|posted on 1-Nov-2002 10:39:10 PM by Dreamers4ever|
|Title: Blinded By Love|
Rating: Pg-13; most just for swearing.
Summary: Set in Roswell, in a private catholic school called St. Michaels (I know that St. Mikes is in Santa Fe, but I don't think there's one is Roswell). Max and Liz are best friends. Max is a hockey player and Liz is the head cheerleader. Michael and Liz are brother and sister. This starts near the end of the groups senior year.
This isn't exactly my first story, but I would really appreciate feedback. You can write anything, how bad it was, whatever. Just leave something!!
April 20, 2002
“Go Max! Yeah! Woo-hoo!”
“Shut up Liz! He’s not even playing yet.” Michael, my brother, yelled at me. I stuck my tongue out at him and sat down.
“Max made me promise that I would cheer for him. So, I’m gonna take advantage of it.” I stood back up and started to chant, “Max. Max. Max. Max,” to see if maybe I could get a rhythm started, but the only thing I got was some funny looks. “Go Max!” was the last thing I screamed and then sat back down. I smiled proudly at my friends and saw their faces.
‘Oh, for the love of God would she stop with the cheering already?! I’m not even playing yet!’
I felt somebody smack me on the back and turned to see Sean Deluca (coughDIRTBAG!!cough) smirking at me.
“So, you and Parker finally hooked up? ‘Bout time, man. The whole fucking school watches you two like a damn soap opera!”
“Deluca!” coach screamed. “You cuss like that one more time and I’m gonna cut you a new asshole!”
I shook my head at him, “Sean, Liz and I aren’t together. She’s my best friend, that would be wrong.”
“Evans, what are you, stupid? Look at her, man, she’s a fu- I mean a beauty queen.” Sean said as he picked a glance at coach.
I looked up into the crowd and saw Liz standing up all by herself, trying to start a wave. All the sudden Maria tugged her down into her seat and pointed down towards me. Liz looked up and, I swear, the world stopped spinning. I guess I never really realized how gorgeous she was. I mean, I know she’s the head cheerleader and REALLY popular but I guess it never really hit me. I saw her wave to me and blow me a kiss. Why was I being affected like this? Liz is my best friend, shouldn’t feelings like this be against the law or something?
I looked up to see coach standing over me.
“You’re going in,” He looked up at Liz. “Flirt with your girlfriend on your own time. Now go win us a game!”
That was the best game I ever played.
“Liz, sit your pretty ass down already!”
“But, Maria, I’m trying to start a wave!” I whined.
“Listen, chica, it’s never gonna happen, just give it up already!” Maria argued and pulled me into my chair. “Besides, Max is looking up here.” And she pointed to him. I waved and blew him a kiss. I don’t know what possessed me to do that. It’s like, lately, I’ve been having these really weird feelings for him. Like something more than friends. I don’t know it’s hard to explain.
I saw him skate out into the ice and starting clapping. I love watching him skate. He’s like this beautiful angel, so graceful and so sexy. WHOA!! She what I mean?? These things come out and I don’t even realize!
He went after the puck, stealing it from the other team and scored.
“YEAH MAX!” I screamed. He looked up at me, took of him helmet and blew me a kiss.
‘Oh, crap!! I think I’m falling in love with my best friend!’
[ edited 3 time(s), last at 6-Nov-2002 11:35:05 PM ]
|posted on 6-Nov-2002 10:27:24 PM by Dreamers4ever|
|Hey you guys, thanx for the great feedback!! I'm going to try to write a new part tonight, but if I'm not able to get the part up tonight, hopefully tomorrow (fingers crossed!!) LPorter, thanx for pointing out my mistake! And I just wanted to explain that they don't cheerleaders for hockey, Liz was watching the game, but she's also on the cheerleading squad. Anyway, I hope to have a part out to you guys soon!!|
|posted on 6-Nov-2002 11:32:57 PM by Dreamers4ever|
“Jeez, it’s cold out here!”
“Oh, shut up Maria! Max should be out here soon.” I stuttered to Maria. It really was cold though.
“Speaking of Max, what was with all the flirting between you two, huh?” Maria said to me, winking and nudging me. I could totally feel myself blushing. Damn it!
“Nothing. And we weren’t flirting, Maria.” Of course I was lying through my teeth.
Maria gave me a look that said she was not going to believe me. “Sure Liz, whatever.” What is up with that freaky grin she has going on?
“AHHH!!!” I suddenly felt myself being lifted up. I turned around and saw Max smiled at me. “Max!” ~SMACK! ~ “You scared the crap out of me!” He put me back on the ground and linked arms with me.
“You played a great game, Max,” I said as we started walking off.
“Yeah, and I bet I know why.” Stupid Maria, she just had to open her big fat mouth.
“Yeah, coach practically said he would castrate me if we didn’t win, so I think that had something to do with it.” Ouch, could that have hurt anymore?
Maria nodded and looked at him like she wasn’t sure she completely believed him. “Riiiiiiiight.”
“So, girls, what are we all doing tonight?”
I shrugged, “Whatever’s fine with me. I don’t have a curfew tonight, as long as I check in with my parents.”
“ Michael and I have a date, so I think we’re going to pass on doing something. But, that doesn’t mean you two can’t go have fun without us.” Maria said, pinching my side. I took a slight step to the side and crunched her toes with my boots.
“OW! Shit, Liz, what was that for?”
“Why, Maria, whatever are you talking about?” I smiled. I turned back to Max who looked like he was enjoying the arguing between Maria and I.
“So, what do you want to do, I’m up for anything.” Max said.
“Yeah, I bet you are.” Maria whispered softly.
“Maria, you can go find Michael now. Bye-bye!” I pushed her away from us before she did anything else. I looked at Max, “So any ideas to what you want to do?”
“Max, I can’t believe you are making me do this.” Such a whiner!
“C’mon Liz! I think it’s only fair since you get to watch me skate all the time. Just one routine, please???”
She rolled her eyes and gave me that beautiful smile, “Okay, but this is the last time we do this, ok? Let me go change really quick.”
While she’s changing, I walk around looking at the Gymnastics Studio, all the equipment. Liz has been doing Gymnastics since she was 4 and she’s in one of the top groups now, ranked in top 10 nationally. Because of all this, the owner of the studio thought it would be best to give Liz her own set of keys. She thought it would be easier for Liz to practice without all the other people around.
“Okay, I’m ready. What routine do you want to see?” She asked as she walked out of the changing rooms pulling her hair up into a ponytail. She looked so sexy, with that leotard on, her firm legs…STOP STARING MAXWELL!!!
“Ummm…. I guess the uneven bars. That’s definitely my favorite.”
“Okay, let me just get my guards on and set up the bars.” I sat down on one of the beams, just watching her. She’s just so…. Liz. I mean there’s nothing to describe her really. She’s beautiful, smart, athletic…and my best friend. I know that I want something more than friendship with her, but what if she didn’t want something like that? It could totally ruin our friendship and I can’t risk that.
“Don’t call me Maxie-poo, how many times have I told you that I get nightmares of Tess.” (She’s my stalker). Of course, Liz thinks that it’s hilarious that Tess stalks me, so she started laughing.
“Yeah, yeah, all right, get on with the routine already.” She giggled on last time and walked over to the bars and started her routine. She did all sorts of things, giants, turns, and flips. She looks like such an angel. She finished off her routine with a back flip onto the mat and looked at me.
“How was that? Did I do all right?” I couldn’t even answer; I mean how could I tell her that she looked beautiful? The only I could think of to do was kiss her, so that’s what I did.
Max wanted to go to my dance studio and see some of my Gym stuff. I’ve had a key since I was 15, so I was able to let us both in. For some reason he really loves watching me perform my routines, I guess it’s kinda like how I love watching him skate. I changed into my leotard and walked back out.
“Okay, I’m ready. What routine do you want to see?”
The uneven bars, of course the thing that I have the most troubles with, why does that one have to be his favorite!?! “Okay, let me just get my guards on and set up the bars.” As I walked away I could feel him staring at me. Not like a usual friend stare but a hot, heated kind of look. It was really weird. Nice, but weird.
I started up with my routine and tried to blank out my mind, that helps me sometimes, but all I could think of was him. Maybe that’s why this was the first time I’ve ever been able to land my final flip.
“How was that? Did I do all right?” I was standing there, waiting for an answer, I really needed to know how it was, that’s supposed to be my routine for regionals. The next thing I know…he was kissing me, and I was kissing him back.
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