part7

Part 7

****DREAM****

Michael couldn�t move, he just stood there while his whole world came crashing down on him. He was losing the only person that he had ever loved. Michael looked on as Max tried to heal her.

�Please don�t leave me! You can�t leave me!� Max yelled holding her closer and forcing his energy into her. Michael waited for her to wake up, he needed her to open up her eyes and smile at him the way she always did, but she didn't open them. He then realized, that she was gone. His angel was dead!

�Tarahhhh!!!!� he screamed and with her name on his lips, he woke up leaving Antar far behind.

****END OF DREAM****

Maria held him in her arms trying her best to calm him down.

�Its ok. It was just a bad dream,� he heard her say. But he didn�t believe her calming words. She was gone and he knew it. He could still feel the pain in his chest. It would never be ok again.

�Michael?� he heard her call. He just placed his hand on his chest, trying to ease the pain.

�Michael?� he heard her call him again, he looked at her and in that moment he didn�t recognize her at all.

Maria noticed the look he gave her. It was like he didn�t even know who she was. He was looking at her like she was a complete stranger. A chill went down her spine.

�Maria?� he called her name like a little child calling for its mother.

�I�m here,� she said and hugged him, �Its ok, I�m here,� she reassured him, hugging him a little tighter.

�What are you trying to do? Crush me to death?� he said pushing her away. Maria just stared at him.

�What?� he asked her, wondering why she was staring at him like that. He wondered what he�d said to offend her this time.

�Michael what�s going on?� she asked him.

�What do you mean, you�re the one who woke me up crushing me to death,� he said.

�Crushing you? I was trying to calm you down, you woke up screaming,� she spat at him.

�What do you mean I woke up screaming?� he asked. Maria didn�t understand. Was he just faking an amnesia attack or did he not remember anything? She decided to test him.

�Who�s Tara?� Maria asked, looking straight at him. Michael looked up at that moment, looking at her as if she had pushed the enter button.

�What did you just say?� he asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

�I asked you who Tara was?" she answered, her eyes still locked in his. �So who is she?� Michael just kept staring at her, trying to remember why that name caused his heart to ache. He broke the eye contact and scratched his head.

�Michael I asked you a question, who�s Tara?� Maria pushed.

�I don�t know,� he said, frustration growing deep inside of him.

�Michael you woke up screaming Tara and you don�t even remember why?� Maria said, not being able to hide the sting of jealousy that could be heard in her voice.

Michael noticed that and realized just how hurtful it must have sounded for Maria hearing him scream another name like that. He turned to apologize to her but was cut off.

�What does that name mean to you?� she asked him. Michael didn�t remember much of the dream, except that one image of the girl�s lifeless body lying on the ground, and the way he felt seeing her lying there.

"I don�t know," he lied, without looking at Maria.

"Michael you were having a nightmare, you woke up screaming her name, it must have meant something," she persisted.

"I don�t remember all right!" Michael yelled in defense, "I don�t remember what I dreamt and I sure as hell don�t know why I screamed that name. Except it---,� he suddenly stopped.

�Except what?� Maria asked gently putting a hand on his shoulder, she knew that he felt attacked and she didn�t want to push him further.

�Except that I felt like someone tore my heart right out of my chest!� he confessed. Maria felt like she�d been punched in the gut, but realized that Michael was feeling just as frustrated like she was, if not even more.

�Maybe you should talk to Max about it, he can probably be able to help you,� she said looking at him with tender eyes. Michael saw her beautiful green eyes looking at him with fear in them. She feared this situation more then he was but still she kept herself calm for his sake. Michael pulled her in his arms and held her tight, and then he released her.

�Yeah sure I�ll talk to him, but you know what it�s nothing, it was just a bad dream that�s all,� he said and then he kissed her lips and pulled her back in his arms, and held her tight, trying to reassure Maria and himself that it had only been a bad dream. It had to be.

***********

�Okay� Roswell High,� Miranda said to herself as she got out of her crimson red BMW and started walking towards the doors of her new school.

Roswell High �home of the Comets�, she read on one of the big regatta posters that hung above the door entry. �School basketball team, one that Kyle plays in,� she thought. �Kyle, the guy was sweet,� she thought to herself. He totally passed.

He was good looking, had a sense of humor, and he has a very cute butt,� Miranda smiled at the thought of him running naked through that convenience store last night. He had guts and he was more then qualified for being a boy toy, for her to play with.

�Wonder if I�ll see him to day,� she said a little under breath.

�See whom?� she heard someone ask and turned to see who it was.

�You actually,� she answered and gave Kyle one of her lava melting smiles, that turned Kyle�s insides to complete mush.

�I was afraid that you�d chicken out on me, and stay sick from school," she teased.

�Oh I wouldn�t have missed this for the world, especially since the cheerleading practice is today,� Kyle said raising his eyebrows at her mentionely.

�And you wanted to check out all the new freshmen hotties?� she poked him on the arm.

�No, just a surtan alien blast senior,� Kyle said provocatly, remembering the T-shirt she wore the first time they met.

�I�m sorry to disappoint you Kyle, but I�m not going to try out for the cheerleading squad," she said walking along the hall with Kyle. They had been so into their conversation that they haven�t even noticed that they were inside the school.

�Ahhhh come on,� Kyle begged � Please just for me...�Kyle looked at her with goo goo eyes. �Come on, I streaked for you!" he said.

�Kyle has anyone told you that begging is so unbecoming?� Miranda raised one eyebrow at him, but then she saw the �pretty-please-look� on his face.

�Ok Kyle I�ll make a deal with you. I�m not going to go to the tryouts,� Kyle�s expression turned into a childish pout. �BUT however, since you did streak I�ll come and get you at practice for lunch. Sound good?� she asked. Kyle lit up and a devilish grin spread across his face.

�I love the way you negotiate,� Kyle said �and you�ll get to meet�" The bell rang cutting him of.

�Oh yeah what ever, now I have to go to my class or I�ll be late,� she said and ran off, leaving Kyle behind enjoying the perfect view of her ass swinging from side to side.

Just as she disappeared around the corner Max showed up from behind him.

�Enjoying the view?� he asked Kyle.

�Sure am,� Kyle said before realizing that he�d said that out loud �Ahh, What? Did you say something?� Kyle tried to cover up his so obvious drooling.

�Nothing," Max laughed and walked with him.

�I didn�t say anything at all,� Max said as his grin spread even more at the fact that Kyle was impressed.

�So you showed up late last night," Max said while they continued to walk to their classes; changing the subject.

�Yeah I know. I got tied up in something. I just couldn�t get out of it," Kyle told Max. �I didn�t mean to, it just kind of happened, you know?�

�No it�s okay, it�s just that Is got a little worried about you for a while that�s all,� Max said.

�Oh,� was all that Kyle could thing of saying.

�Look I�ll see you later at lunch today as usual,� Max said to Kyle and ran up to Liz who was waiting for him at the lockers.

�Yeah sure see ya later,� Kyle said and looked towards Liz and then went straight to his class. As he sat down in his seat, he became lost deep in his thoughts. Kyle was confused. He was thinking about Isabel, once again. Why did Isabel always have this effect on him? Yeah, so he was in love with her, but that couldn�t change the fact that she was married to Jessie, or could it?

He wasn�t going to be in the way of her happiness. Isabel had gone through way too much for him to go and screw it up for her with his declaration of love.

That was never going to happen, not as long as he could do something about it. Isabel was happy and Kyle was going to make sure that nothing came in the way of that. Even if it meant never telling her how he felt about her, besides, Miranda may just be the right thing he needed to move on with his life. Okay, so she was a little mysterious, but at least she was human and that was exactly what he needed. He needed a good dose of none Czechoslovakians.

************

�Michael are you sure that�s all it was?�

�I�m telling you Maxwell, it was just a bad dream, that�s all. I swear� Michael said.

�Michael!!� Maria called.

�Maria!!!� Michael whined her name. �Just let it go already, I told you that it was nothing.�

He'd just told Max about the dream just like Maria wanted him to, but now he felt like he�d made a bigger mess then last night. Maria was overreacting and Max was going all Mr. Responsible on him. This was a nightmare.

�You can�t be serious, you bought the club!� They all heard Kyle�s excited voice and turned to look what was going on. Kyle was coming in they�re direction and he had a girl with him.

�I just can�t believe that you're actually opening a club for high school students,� Kyle exclaimed.

�Well for people over eighteen anyway, but yeah I think it�ll be great!� Miranda said.

�Are you kidding it�s fantastic,� he said to Miranda before reaching the table everyone was sitting at.

�Hi Kyle," Liz was the first one to speak.

�Oh hi guys, this is Miranda, Miranda these are my friends," Kyle introduced Miranda, as she shook hands with Liz, Maria, Max and then turned towards Michael.

�Hi, Miranda Harper,� she said and looked at Michael, and her brown eyes seemed to sparkle at him.

Michael just stared at her. She reminded him of someone, but whom? He was stunned and didn�t seem like he could bring himself to speak. Max noticed that and kicked him in the leg under the table.

�Michael Guerin,� he said.

TBC