Title: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
Author: Zagnom
Email: [email protected]
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Roswell, but I like to think my imagination is my own.
Rating: R (This is where you have to read before you agree with me)
Summary: The group of six goes to Vegas ... it's Mikayla's challenge. Read on!
Maria arrived at her mom�s house. It was spring break and all she wanted to do was have fun without any body of the male gender. She was avoiding Michael at all costs. Simply put, she felt that he hurt her too many times to redeem himself to her. She also heard that Isabel and Liz were also upset with Max and Alex. Being 22, Maria saw this as the perfect opportunity to spend this break with her two best girlfriends miles away from Roswell- far far away from the guys they were loathing so much. She called up Isabel first- she would be the easiest to convince.
"Hello?"
�Good,� Maria thought, �Isabel actually answered the phone!�
"Hey, Izzy, let�s do something wild this spring break. I can make this possible so quickly!" Maria squealed.
"What do you have in mind?" Isabel asked excited about getting away from the guy who wouldn�t leave her alone anymore.
"We�re going to Vegas!" Maria cheered. Isabel thought about this for about two seconds before deciding she would go anywhere to get rid of the guy who was quickly becoming what she didn�t want him to be- a pain in the ass. Alex Whitman wasn�t supposed to be a pain to her- what was she doing wrong? Shoving the thought away, Isabel cheered into the phone.
"Sounds like a plan! Are you calling Liz?"
"I�m on it!" Maria said boiling with excitement for this trip. She dialed Liz�s cellphone and squealed when her best friend answered the phone.
"Hey, Lizzie, we are going to Vegas!"
"We?" Liz asked, "who�s we?"
"You, me and Isabel. What do you say?" Maria asked. Liz didn�t even think first. Max was avoiding her again and she didn�t want to see his face all spring break.
"When do we leave?" she asked Maria.
"Tomorrow," she told Liz, "have you and Isabel be at my house at dawn, okay. I�ve got it all figured out- trust me!"
"Okay, see you then chica!" Liz cheered. Maria hung up the phone ready to do a victory dance. An entire two weeks without men- or male beings- she was determined to make the best of it. No one was going to get in her way.
Max knocked on his sister�s bedroom door. She had been in there ever since her last phone call and Max wanted to be sure that his sister wasn�t upset about something.
"Isabel?" he called as he walked into her room.
"I was sure I had the door locked," she told him still putting clothes in her large suitcase.
"Where are you going?" he asked her getting slightly worried. Isabel looked up, noticed Michael standing behind him and rolled her eyes.
"Away from you, Max!" she told him, "and every other guy who drives me nuts."
"You�re not running away are you?" Michael just had to ask. Isabel shook her head.
"I�m going on a trip with Liz and Maria- male species not allowed!"
"Can we ask where?" Max asked.
"Can you please leave?" Isabel asked in return.
"Fine," Max said as he left her room and shut the door behind him. He would figure out one way or another.
Las Vegas was electrifying. The girls flew out there and rented a red convertible at the budget rent-a-car. They were jamming to the radio as they drove down the main boulevard looking for their hotel "Everything You Want" by Vertical Horizon came on and the three girls began to belt out the verses, venting out all their pent up anger. They drove up to the hotel entrance and Maria paid for valet parking. They found their rooms, left their bags there and went down to the casinos. Isabel saw a huge sign for Cirque Du Soleil and dragged everyone over to look at it. She thought it would be awesome to see it and the others agreed. There was more than gambling to do in Vegas.
The first week flew by and Cirque Du Soleil was a blast. They danced at the clubs and gambled a few dollars. They even spent a few afternoons out by the pool. That night they were going dancing again because a great band was supposed to be playing. All that first week, Maria noticed that Isabel had something on her mind. Something that she hadn�t told anyone and Maria didn�t press her. This vacation was meant to be fun and so it would be. As they walked into the noisy club, Isabel started to change her mind.
"Hey!" she called to Liz and Maria.
"Yeah?" Maria yelled back.
"I�m- I have to tell you two something!" Isabel yelled back, the music drowing most of her words. Realizing that the other two weren�t listening she gave up on telling them that night. Maria wanted to forget all her worries, especially since she was sure she just saw a familiar face. She dragged Liz with her and ordered one shot each for them.
Then the three began to dance and they were so into the music they didn�t realize the guys had followed them until Max tapped Liz on her shoulder. She glared at Max and then ran off. He was obviously the last person she wanted to see, but he ran after her anyway. He didn�t catch up to her until they reached the casino hotel that Liz was staying in. Knowing he would be totally unprepared she turned around and slapped him across the face. She caught Max so off guard that he fell down on his backside and wondered what he had done that hurt her so much. He didn�t know that she was reading his mind.
"You Jerk!" she screamed at him, "you fucked up asshole! I can�t believe you Maxwell!" Liz took a deep breath and continued, "You can�t keep pulling me in and tossing me out anymore! I am so sick of it, Max and you know what, if you keep bothering me I�ll have to call the security people on you!" By now, Max had managed to stand up again and removed his hand from his wounded cheek.
"I�m not pushing you away anymore," he said and before she could retaliate he picked her up in one deft move. He flung her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs to his room. She fought him the whole way there, but deep down she couldn�t wait to be in his arms again. One week without him made her realize how much she wanted him to be around and now that he wanted to be around her as much as possible she wasn�t going to wait to take advantage of it- she just wanted him to think that she was going to wait.
Meanwhile Maria was looking at Michael. She rolled her eyes and went back to the bar as if she never saw him. Already feeling tipsy she didn�t care if he was there or not and she wasn�t about to acknowledge his presence. She asked for two shots knowing he would follow her to the bar. She pushed one of the shots towards Michael and raised the others to her strawberry scented lips.
"drink," she told him, "I don�t want to fight with you." Not knowing what happened to Max when he got drunk, Michael swallowed the shot. Instantaneously, his eye sight blurred and he felt slightly dizzy. He coughed a little and then looked at Maria- his Maria. A huge smile plastered itself on his face and she being just as drunk didn�t mind when his lips met hers. She pulled away first though, a little more with it than him and stared into his beautiful brown glazed over eyes. Michael became serious and knelt down in front of her.
"Marry me?" he asked her, "I�ll get you a ring," he added as if he needed it for her to accept his proposal.
"Maria, I love you more than life itself, please marry me?" Michael asked again. This time Maria nodded and dragged him out of the club. They went to the first chapel they saw and got married.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife," the minister said and Michael kissed her so passionately. They left smiling and laughing. They ended up in Maria�s hotel room because Michael lost the key to his. Their lips had been locked since they got in the elevator, their hands all over each other. That night they got lost in each other in heated passion. They gave themselves to each other and never looked back. She never forgot the feeling of him sliding into her hot heat and he never forgot the feeling of her hardened nipples against his chest. It would be too bad that Michael would forget it once he became sober- or had that happened already?
Isabel instantly walked away from Alex and he followed after her. Isabel walked next door, thinking Alex would never follow her into a strip club. She needed him, but she wasn�t about to admit it. She got on the stage and began to dance, the song "When 2 Become 1" starting to play. She danced with the cold metal pole, her satin red dress with the spaghetti straps sliding up and down her still skinny body. At first Alex just watched to embarrased to do anything. He watched as one strap fell off her shoulder followed by the other. He saw her display her creamy white breasts to the crowd- breasts that were only supposed to be meant for him. He watched her play with them as she danced, her nipples hardening to her touch and anger boiled within him. Then he saw the dress fall to the floor around Isabel and she danced out of it- red underware being the only item of clothing she had left. Alex wasn�t going to let her reveal anything else- he drew the line right then and there. He marched onto the stage, grabbed her dress and picked up Isabel into his arms, carrying her off the stage.
"Alex, stop!" she screamed at him, but he wasn�t about to listen to her. Sometime during her speech about being able to walk by herself he put her down and put the dress back on her.
"Isabel, call me jealous, but I like being the only guy who has seen you most intimate parts." Isabel blushed at that and suddenly found her red dancing shoes intriguing.
"Sorry, Alex. Alex, I need to tell you something." She told him.
"What is it, Iz?"
"Well, I�m pregnant with your child." He wasn�t sure what to say in response to that. He looked at her and saw tears dripping down her cheeks. She was scared and Alex hated seeing her that way. He lifted up her chin so she would look him in the face and her tears slowed. Then his lips met hers and she kissed him back. Their tongues mingling in sweet passion. When she pulled away and looked into his eyes again he told her, "I love you Isabel- don�t ever forget that- and I�ll love this baby too." Isabel smiled at him and pressed her lips against his once more. All the while, "She�s so high" began to play from the strip bar.
"She�s so high above me� so high"
THREE MONTHS LATER
The semester was over and the six of them were supposed to meet for dinner at the Guerin house. Michael and Maria still got teased for getting married while intoxicated, but they promised to make up for it with a real ceremony. Actually, it was a real nightmare in the beginning. They woke up realizing they had eloped and Michael had remembered very little- but enough to have a vague idea of what happened, reliving the love-making in his mind. After the second week, they actually talked and decided that marriage was what they both wanted eventually anyway. They agreed to live together after the semester would end because they were at different colleges.
Now, Maria was supposed to have a dinner for six ready, but was puking in the toilet instead. She ordered from the Crash Down after having to run to the bathroom thee times in thirty minutes. There was no way she would make anything decent anyway. Michael was at work and she was still puking in the toilet. Feeling some relief she sat down on the cold floor and thought about Isabel. She was pregnant before they went to Las Vegas, and she was still glowing. It seemed that Vegas brought all six of them closer together. She was sure that Isabel was already beginning to show and Maria found her hands on her own abdomen, the urge to puke once more apparent. That�s when realization hit. Maria realized that she too had to be pregnant. She hadn�t been intimate with Michael since Vegas and it made sense that she wouldn�t be puking until now. A smile slowly formed on her face as the nausea faded away.
Soon, Liz and Max arrived followed by Alex and Isabel. Michael actually made it home before the four of them arrived. Maria was going to announce her news that night. It would be better than Michael just sensing it- that much she knew. Isabel was gorgeous as usual and she was showing just a little. Isabel knew how to conceal it though and she still hadn�t told her parents that she was pregnant, nevermind engaged to be married. Maria�s mom was a little unhappy that she eloped- nevermind where, but would probably be less pissed now that Maria was pregnant since she was married first. She smiled at Michael as he put his arms around her. She whispered her news in his ear and he actually smiled- the first time ever in a sober state. He made Maria feel like glowing with happiness and she was radiatingly happy. She was so glad that everyone was happy again- it was only greater cause to celebrate- and she planned to party all night long.
THE END