Welcome To Roswell
By Allie B
Rated PG 13 for now:P
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Oh My god I’m in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Allie screeched running into her living room. Her sister Maggie looked at her with wide eyes.
"Umm Allie is everything ok?" Allie raced over and catapulted herself onto the couch.
"I’m on the show! I made it they want me to be a character on Roswell!!!!!" Allie leaped up and began bouncing on the trampoline that was set up in the corner of their living room.
Maggie’s eyes practically fell out of head and she ran over and hugged her sister. "Oh My God!!!!!! Allie I’m so proud of you!!!!!! I can’t believe you did it!!!!!!!!"
Allie stopped and looked at her sister. "OH my god. I’m gonna be on a television show." And with that Allie fell in a faint to the floor.
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"I Can’t believe I’m here! I cant do this I’m not capable. I think I’m gonna be sick!!! I need gum. You know all my life I’ve wanted to be an actress and now that its happening I cant think like a normal person. What am I talking about, I’ve never been a normal person I’ve always been weird how is this any different? Oh god I’m babbling! That’s gonna look good." Allie grumbled to herself as she walked through the Paramount lot looking for the studio where Roswell was filmed.
Najia and Cammi watched her with amusement. This was nothing new for their best friend. She always babbled incoherently when she was nervous.
Najia hooked her arm through Allie’s and smiled. "Hey Chica calm yourself, where’s you oil?"
Allie pulled the small vial of ylang ylang out of her bag and took a whiff. Her heart slowed down and she felt herself relaxing a little.
"Oh there’s studio 15, that’s the one were looking for right?" Cammi asked excitedly.
Allie gulped and tried to breath. Najia rolled her eyes at Cammi and Cammi smiled. Allie was such a drama queen. Cammi nodded towards the studio and gently pushed Allie towards the door. "You can do it, you’re my Allie B." Cammi used the nickname from years before and Allie smiled and felt a calmness envelope her.
"What would I do without my almost-sisters, my Naj Paj and my Camster." Allie said hugging her friends.
Najia smiled, " Like you could live without us."
Allie smiled one last time at her friends and walked into the studio.
The door slammed shut and Allie found herself in a large barren room, the only articles of furniture were two easy chairs and a TV set.
"OK this is just a little bit freaky. Hello???????? Is anyone here?" Allie fidgeted with her bag and looked around nervously.
"Hello Allie." A deep male voice came from above and Allie froze.
"Ok it’s official, I’ve gone insane. All the ylang ylang must’ve gone right to my head. I should have listened to Naj and Cammi when they told me about aromatherapy and the affect it has on brain cells."
Allie babbled to herself hysterically.
"Allie turn on the TV." The voice said
Allie nodded to the invisible being and flipped the TV on. A black screen came up and Allie stared at it. "Ummm yeah ya know that’s really very interesting and I’m sure that not very many people get the opportunity to see such an amazing development in technology but I really need to be going, so I’ll see you later maybe." Allie backed towards the door and squeaked when it locked on it’s own.
"It’s alright Allie, I’m not going to hurt you. I want you to listen carefully, I am the almighty Jason Katims. You have been selected out of hundreds of applicants to be on the critically acclaimed TV show Roswell." The voice of Jason Katims made a shiver go down Allie’s spine and she found herself wishing she was lying on her little porch in her little hammock in her little southern California town where nothing ever happened.
"Allie when you signed that contract you signed your life away to us until we’re done with the series. You will not be hurt or endangered, and you will enjoy your stay in Roswell. You should have read the fine print my dear. Always read the fine print."
Allie’s eyes widened and she gasped, "You can’t do this it’s illegal it unethical its illogical."
Jason’s laugh filled the room bouncing off the walls. "Awe but you see my dear. I already have, every "character" on Roswell, believes that they are in Roswell New Mexico. They were born there, and they will die there."
Allie felt the bile rising to the back of her throat but she swallowed it down and stood defiantly. " I’m not leaving! You can’t make me do this and I won’t!"
Jason laughed a cruel laugh, " Come now my darling little guinea pig, you can’t stand there forever."
Allie threw her nose in the air and ignored him.
"Well suit yourself, we’ll just have to do this the hard way." Jason said sounding amused.
Allie felt her heart seize up and she looked around the room expecting to see two burly guards with the penguin suits and the sun glasses coming to drag her off to "Roswell". A rush of air filled the room and Allie spun around and screamed. The televisions once black screen was now becoming a whirlpool and she was being pulled right towards it.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Allie’s screams filled the air as the whirlpool sucked her in and then all was silent.
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Allie opened her eyes and found herself lying in a pile of garbage in an alley. She pulled a rotting hamburger off of her leather jacket and stood up. Where the hell was she? A door opened and Allie jumped behind a dumpster, and watched a girl with long brown hair in an alien waitress uniform.
"Oh my god." Allie whispered, as she watched the girl walk through the door. Allie dusted the remaining garbage off of her clothes and walked towards the street. She glanced around and drew in the UFO center the Alien themed souvenir shops and the Crashdown Café. Jason had been serious, she was now in Roswell and she had no way out. "Welcome to the Twilight zone, please keep you hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times, and please no flash photography." Allie mumbled to herself walking into the Crashdown.