|posted on 29-Jan-2003 12:00:02 AM by Roswell Dream Girl|
|Title: Hopes and Dreams|
Category: M/L with a little of everyone else.
E-mail: mbrown214⊕yahoo.com or sweetie121382⊕yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13 now (will become NC-17 later)
Summary: I don’t really have one. I just started writing this fic today and I have no idea where it’s going or where it’ll end up…
Feedback: Yes, please!
Hopes and Dreams
Have you ever wished for something that you knew was impossible? My name is Liz Parker and I did just that but here’s the scary part, it came true. It all started my freshman year in high school. I was what you would call a geek; most of my free time was spent, doing extra homework I requested from my teachers. (Took that line from a movie called “Never Been Kissed” no harm intended). I didn’t have many friends until my now best friend Maria Deluca moved to Roswell, New Mexico from L.A. Why would someone move from L.A. to Roswell, the smallest of all towns, I don’t know. To say the least she didn’t fit in, her hair was one too many colors (if I remember correctly it was a mixture of blue, purple, and pink), her clothes were kind of out there, and her personality well lets just say she wasn’t called “Hurricane Deluca” for being the calmest person. She was in fact just the opposite. Looking back, I realize now that the reason we became friends was because neither of us were happy with our lives. We both wanted a change and that's were this story begins…
--------------------------- PART TWO
OK let’s see where did I leave off? Hmm…oh yes I was telling you about me and Maria wishing we had new lives. Ones that were exciting, fun, and just plain different from our normal everyday lives. It was halfway into our senior year of high school when we finally decided to do something about our boring lives.
First thing we did was change the way we look on the outside, instead of Maria wearing her out of style kind of 80’s clothes she started to wear things that were sexy and that left no room for imagination on what she looked like underneath them. I on the other hand went from one exmire to another. My normal everyday clothes were banging jeans and one-size to big t-shirt. So it was quite a shock when I starting wearing short skirts with one-size to small shirts. I told Maria that I didn’t have the body for those kind of clothes but when “Hurricane Maria” makes up her mind you have little or no chance of changing it. But I have to admit that people, mostly guys were starting to notice us, and girls well they were starting to envire us. Everything was prefect, that it is until the famous Max Evans, who has some kind of problem with me, decided it would be funny to play a cruel joke on me. It was Friday and I had a date that night with the capital of the football team, Kyle. Anyways I was walking down the cafeteria hallway, which is where all the jocks and cheerleaders hang out, when Max ran up behind me and lifted my skirt and showed everyone my black thong. I was humiliated. I just stood there while everyone laughed, including Max. That night, Kyle never showed up for our date nor did he call.
At school on Monday I was back to my old self again only this time I was deeper in my shell then before. Maria wasn’t happy about the change and wanted very much to stick her black pump up Max’s ass and I would have let her but I know that would just make things worse. Let me explain something, you see every since the third grade Max Evans has hated me and I have loved him. I don’t understand how you can love someone who is nothing but an asshole to you but I can’t help it. It’s like a part of me, a part I’ll never been able to get ride off. Max has always one-way or another embarrassed me but never in front of anyone else and never so cruelly. It was like he was getting back at me for something but that didn’t make it any sense, we weren’t friends or anything we barely ever talked.
Life went back to normal for a while until Maria came up with a hairball scheme.
“Oh my god, Liz I got it. We can do a love spell.”
“A love spell? Are you crazy? We’re not witches.”
“Duh, Liz. You don’t have to be a witch to cast a spell.”
“Cast, Maria? Since when have you known about witch craft?”
“Look I looked it up on the internet. Come on you can do a spell on Max and I can do one for his friend Michael.”
“Why would I want to do a love spell for Max Evans?
“Lizzie I know you. You did not spend the whole weekend crying because you were embarrassed you were crying because Max hurt you.”
“Maria you don’t…”
“Liz it’s okay to like him.”
“I don’t like him, I love…”
“I mean I…uh hate him. Yea I hate him.”
“Okay, okay I love Max Evans.”
“And I like Michael.”
“What it’s not any weirder than you liking Max.”
I looked at her like she grew another head “Maria, please.”
“Okay fine it is but we can still do a spell that would make them our love slaves.”
“Maria love slaves? Please Max doesn’t even like me.”
“Sure he does, he’s just being a boy.”
“Well he sure has a funny way of showing it.”
“I’ll admit he does but that’s what makes him Max.”
“Why are you standing up for him all of sudden? What do you know that you aren’t telling me.”
“Don’t please me, what do you know?”
“I can’t tell you I promised.”
“I’m your best friend we tell each other everything.”
She thinks about for a minute then says “Well I guess it won’t hurt to tell you. You know Jessica Brook, the school gossip queen.”
“Yea, yea I know who she is.”
“Sorry I was just making sure. Anyways she was talking to Isabel Evans, who let it slip that Max has been obsessed with you for like forever.”
“What? With me? Are you...are you sure you heard, right?”
“ Oh please, don’t act so surprised."
"Surprised? Maria, I'm shocked. Max Evans likes me!"
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|posted on 29-Jan-2003 11:10:28 AM by Roswell Dream Girl|
thanks for the feedback, roswelluver I really appreciate it! the next part will be out today!
-Roswell Dream Girl
|posted on 29-Jan-2003 6:20:59 PM by Roswell Dream Girl|
|Ok guys, here's the next part! Enjoy...|
Ok thinking back I have to admit it was a pretty stupid idea but you have to understand something. I was in love with Max and when you're in love with someone, you will do anything to make them love you back.
"Wait a minute, if Max is obessed with me then why is he so mean to me?"
"Hello? Guys act like that when they like a girl."
"Whatever, they do not!"
"Yes they do, remember when Kyle had a crush on you in 3rd grade. He was so mean to you that year."
"Oh yea I do remember that. But how do you know he had a crush on me?"
"Well, why else would he be such an ass to you."
"What? I'm just trying to help."
"I know but what if this is just another one of his cruel jokes?"
"Please Lizzie, Max may be cruel at times but he wouldn't be that cruel."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Liz I'm sure. Max Evans likes you."
"Likes me? I thought you said he was obessed with me?"
"Obesse, like, what's the difference?"
"Hello, there's a big difference."
"It doesn't matter, Max Evans the guy you have been in love with for like ever is obessed with you."
"I just can't believe it."
"Well, believe it because it's true. Now all we have to do is cast a spell so that he'll fall in love with you too."
"Maria, I don't know. I mean don't you think it's kind of wrong to force someone to love you?"
"What? Force? Liz he already loves you, he just doesn't know it yet."
"I don't know, I just don't think it's..."
"Liz that's your problem you think to much. Come on, it will be fun."
Maybe she was right. I mean what was the worst thing that could happen?
"Ok I'll do it."
2 WEEKS LATER
"Maria? Are you crazy? We can't do that."
"Lizzie, live a little. We have to have a piece of their clothing for the spell to work."
"I don't care what we have to have. We are not breaking to their rooms."
"You don't understand, the spell won't work if don't."
"I'm not doing it Maria."
"What do you mean fine?"
"Nothing, just fine."
"Maria, I know you. What do you mean."
"I mean that if you're not going to help, then I'll do it myself."
"No...you can't. I mean what if you get caught?"
"I won't but it would be easier if I had someone with to keep look out but since you don't want to help."
"Ok, fine. I'll help you but if we get caught I will never forgive you."
"We won't get caught. That is if we do it during school."
"During school? Maria I can't miss my classes."
"Look we have to do it during school, that's the only time we can be sure they won't be there. Besides Liz, you have never missed a day of school in your life."
"God, I can't believe I let you talk me into this. Fine we'll do it during 5th period."
-Roswell Dream Girl
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|posted on 3-Feb-2003 5:35:08 PM by Roswell Dream Girl|
|NC-17 just a little |
“Maria hurry up”
“Gosh I’m trying, it’s not like I’ve done this before.”
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
“Come on, its not that bad.”
“Yes it is. Do you even know how to pick a lock?”
“Well not really but I see people do on TV all the time.”
“Oh god we are so going to get caught.”
“Liz we are not just calm down.”
“Calm down? Maria maybe you don’t understand we are breaking the law here and if we get caught; we’re going to go to jail and the whole school will know that I like Max and it will just be horrible and I…”
“Liz? Hello Liz I got it.”
“You got it?”
“Yea I told you I could do it.”
“Well its about time, we’ve been standing out here forever.”
“Lizzie please calm down. You’ll make it thought this I promise.”
“Lets just get this over with.”
“Oh my gosh, who would have thought Max Evans looked at porn.”
“Maria! Quit being nosy. We have to hurry.”
“Come on Liz live a little this is his room, look around.”
“I will not, lets find a shirt or something and go.”
“Ok but when we get to Michaels I’m looking around.”
Why do I bother she never listens to me anyways. If she listened to me we wouldn’t be here in the first place. I just can’t believe I’m in his room going through his closet. What to choose? There was so many shirts but I had to go with the one that make me wet every time I looked at him. You think it would take a lot more than that but with his lightly tan skin and his muscle, he would make any girl weak at the knee.
“Lizzie, I think I found it.”
Breaking her train of thought, Liz turned around.
Maria was holding up what looked like a pair of Max’s boxes.
“Are you crazy? We can’t use that.” She took the boxes out of her hand and felt something crusting on the front of them. She wasn’t sure but it looked like it was cum. Oh god he was jacking off in these. Just the thought of Max touching himself, pleasuring himself gave her a little tingling down there. All of sudden she got really hot.
“Earth to Liz. Hello?”
What? Oh, sorry. Look we have to get out of here. Grab that black shirt in the closet for me, please.”
When Maria turned her back Liz put the boxers in her pack back. Knowing that she would be using them later for something that had nothing to do with witchcraft. (had to put that in here)
“Lets go, then.”
“Okay but we still have to go to Michael’s.”
“How could I forget.”
“He has to have something here that doesn’t have a biker babe with huge tits on it.”
“Maria just pick something so we can go. I don’t have a good feeling about this.”
“Just give me a minute, ok?”
“Fine you have exactly one minute before I walk out that door.”
“Found it, now we can go.”
“What the fuck are you doing in my room?”
Both girls turned around.
“Shit, Michael! What are you doing here?”
“What am I doing here, this is my house. What are you two doing in my room?”
“Hmm, see we were – hmm looking for – hmm a…”
“You were looking for what?”
“Michael if you would just let me talk I would…”
“How do you know my name? Do I know you?”
He knew who they were but they didn’t have to know that. In fact he kind of found the blonde cute but she talked to much for his taste.
Well if that wasn’t a slap in the face, I don’t know what is.
“How can you not know me? We’ve been going to school together since the 7th grade.”
“Maria, please. Look Michael we’re just going to be go.”
“Neither one of you are going any where. Not until you tell me who you are working for.”
“Working for? We’re not working for anyone.”
“We make a mistake and we’re sorry so we’re just going to leave now.”
“I don’t think so, blondee.”
“Blondee? You in the hell are you calling blondee, asshole?”
“Asshole? I’m the asshole, you’re the one who was in my room going though my things.”
God this is so bad. “Look we’re sorry, can we please just go?”
“No stay right there. I’m calling Max.”
Liz looked up when he said Max. “Max? Why are you calling Max? What does he have to do with this?”
“Well he’s the king, you’ll what to speak to him.”
“The king? What are you talking about?”
“I think you know.”
“Michael look we’re sorry about breaking into your house but please don’t call Max.” said Maria
“Well blondee you almost sound like your scared. There’s no reason to be scared of Max, he wouldn’t hurt you. That bad.”
“You can’t be serious. Max wouldn’t hurt us and neither would you.”
“I wouldn’t be to sure of that. Now sit on the bed and shut-up.”
-Roswell Dream Girl
thanks for all the feedback guys, it means alot!!!
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|posted on 5-Feb-2003 12:38:28 PM by Roswell Dream Girl|