Author of the basic idea and pairing of families: Riley Savannha Gwaltney
Author of the rest: Vix- vix_chic@hotmail.com
Category: Other
Rating: PG (for now)
Summary: Liz, Tess, and Michael Parker are aliens along with Isabel, their
close friend. Maria, Kyle, and Max DeLuca are moving to Roswell.
Introduction: Belongs to Riley Savannha Gwaltney- gwaltney04@h...
Part 1~
The Parker's house Monday morning
"Tess! Liz! Come on were going to be late for school and we still have to
pick up Isabel and you know she takes forever too" Michael whined grabbing a
piece of toast from the kitchen table.
"Hold on you big baby were almost ready." Tess yelled waving a hand over her
frizzy locks.
Liz smiled approvingly at Tess’ new hairstyle. It fit the Ice Princess
perfectly.
Liz twirled around in front of her mirror making sure she looked just as
great as her sister did. She too had a reputation to keep up as one of West
Roswell’s finest.
Liz, Tess, and Isabel were the most feared in all the high school even
though they were only sophomores. It was common knowledge that they ruled
the school, end of story.
They believed that if they were popular they’d blend in quite nicely. That
was how they attained their titles. Isabel was the Ice Queen and Liz and
Tess were the Ice Princesses.
They never let anyone get close; it was their belief that if there was no
one to tell their secret to. No real friends equaled no secrets told,
Michael on the other hand didn’t care what anyone thought about him he
couldn’t really care less. The only people he really hung out with were his
sister's and his best friend Alex.
"All right we are ready happy now?" Snickered Liz as she walked down the
stairs Tess right behind her.
"Yes, except the fact you look like a hooker." Michael said starring at his
little sisters outfit as he gulped down the rest of his juice.
"I do not! Do I?" She whispered suddenly worried.
“No, you look fine. Can we please go now?” Michael asked rinsing out his
glass.
“Yeah.” Tess said picking up her purse.
"Bye mom!" All three yelled in unison as they walked towards the door.
"Liz honey, your jacket." Mrs. Parker called out as she walked out of the
hallway with a cup of coffee in her hand.
“Oh come on mom, no else is going be wearing one." Liz whined as she too
started to gather her things.
"Yes, but the others actually have clothes on." She teased and started to
walk towards the computer room.
Liz grabbed her jacket and walked out of the door ignoring her brother’s
laughing.
The DeLuca's Monday morning
"MOM!" Maria called out frustrated looking down at her razor in horror.
"God what is it Maria" Her mother called running into her daughters bathroom
panic stricken.
“Mom, I can't live in a house full of boys anymore. They are driving me
crazy. Kyle just used my razor on his face, and Max drank all of my energy
drinks."
She gasped for breath before continuing “When we move tonight can we like
leave them please?" She begged whole heartily.
"No way am I leaving your brothers behind. No one can cook like Kyle can and
Max can fix anything." Amy said starting to turn towards the door that led
out into the hall.
"Yeah, I wonder how he does that." Maria muttered under her breath.
“What was that honey?” She asked turning ever so slightly to look at her
daughter.
“Nothing just talking to myself" She said going over her bathroom again to
make sure she hadn’t missed anything.
"You seem to do that a lot, don't you?" She teased as she turned around
again.
“Mom, wait. Can I go to the school at lunch and say bye to my friends?"
Maria asked.
Maria's ideas were very different then Liz, Tess, and Isabel's. She believed
that you need friends to survive, and that without them you were truly lost.
She was a little weird, and she was anything but popular. But she kept her
word to her brothers she had never told a single person about them. She
couldn’t risk her brother’s let alone her own lives like that.
Max and Kyle on the other hand thought almost identically as the Ice chicks.
They were both popular, and not to mention star athletes with very
respectable GPA’S, at least Max had a respectable GPA, but no matter how
alike they seemed they had obvious differences. Max was an all-star football
jock and Kyle was a MVP basketball player.
Max was more in tune with his sense, like Maria even though she was more so,
then Kyle. He could feel it. He could feel something, or perhaps someone out
there waiting for him.