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"Bikini Sunshine" |
Part 1 by Ash |
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Disclaimer: Yeah, well, I don't know you Jason, or
Melinda, or the great WB people who do Roswell, but my hat is off to you. And my pen is on paper because of you. I hope you enjoy my modest attempt at Roswell Fiction. Please know that I intend no disrespect or
infringement. You guys own the world and I'm just renting a small space of my own and paying with a small bit of sweat!
Summary: Fic takes place after Destiny, in the middle of the summer from hell. Category: Max/Liz Rating: PG-13 Authors Note: Huge apologies to Christina, who has a similar story which I knew nothing about until last night, AFTER this was already written... ooops! But you know the old saying... "writer's of a feather..." |
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Liz looked in the mirror doubtfully. "This is it," she asked Maria, "Isn't there supposed to be a few more yards of fabric somewhere?"
"Nope, babe, this is it. This is the equivalent of a personality change for you. The old Liz Parker would have never worn this." Liz eyed the simple lingerie straps and short black bustier that covered the area where other girls had breasts. All she had was a few curves and nipples. She sighed. "I'm just not sure that the new Liz Parker would wear this either. And even if she did, she wouldn't necessarily look good in it." Maria rolled her eyes. "Chiquita, you have got to loosen up. Just look at your hips in this thing. You are completely yummy!" Liz looked from Maria's exasperated expression to the mirror once again. The bikini bottoms just topped her hips and then dipped down over her stomach. If they went any lower, she would've had to shave new areas... but it was flattering. It made her hips look curvier and her legs longer than that old one-piece she usually wore. But the top... she pulled at the bustier, trying to make it come down a little farther. "I don't think so, Maria. I can barely let you see me in this thing, much less Alex or anyone else. He'd laugh his butt off if he could see me in this thing." "You are seriously underestimating the power of bare flesh, Liz. Now, enough about yours, what do you think of mine?" Maria crossed to the mirror with a darling bathing suit on. The aqua top was a simple tube that showed her breasts off beautifully, a small amount of cleavage parting the material just so. And her boyleg bottoms dipped in the front just smidge, enough to show off her beautiful stomach perfectly. Liz sighed. "You are gorgeous! If only I could have breasts like that." Liz whined just a little. "Liz, you're completely forgetting that we are two different people. Sure, I look hot in this, but you look very hot in that, too! I mean, neither of us look like Isabel, but we each have our own beauty." Liz looked up in surprise at the mention of the other girl's name. They tried never to mention the three friends who had all but disappeared from their lives recently. Maria pulled on her tube top and continued, "Hey, would you want to wear a support bra for the rest of your life?" Liz smiled, "No, but if I had powers like hers, I'm quite sure that I'd never need any help with support." Maria gave her a conspiratorial smile. "So, you think she..., you know," Maria waved her hand over her breasts, imitating the alien powers. "I mean, I would. Wouldn't you?" "I don't know. Maybe if Ma-" They both looked at each other in surprise. "Let's change the subject," Maria jumped in quickly. "So you buying it or what?" Liz looked over in the mirror again. She was going to say, "Maybe if Max liked it." She was pitiful. The main reason she didn't like the suit was because it wasn't modest, and she knew Max liked modest girls. God, she had to stop thinking like that! "Yes, I'll buy it." "And wear it to the pool tomorrow," Maria prodded. Liz sighed. "IF Alex says it looks good, then I'll wear it. But if he laughs or so much as cracks a smile, no way." "Okay, we'll call him in for a male consultation tomorrow. No prob." Liz pinned Maria with a fierce look as she warned her, "And don't you dare tell Alex what to say to get me to wear it. I want his honest reaction, okay?" Maria rolled her eyes again, obviously thwarted in her plans. "Fine, whatever. Let's just go buy 'em, okay?" ****** So here she was, standing in front of the mirror in her room, wondering how in the world this itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny bikini had ended up in her shopping bag. One word - Maria. But what had she been thinking about to let Maria push her into it? Two words - moving on. And three more words - no more pining. Time to move on. Since Max had obviously accepted her decision to leave him to his destiny, that meant that she was free to change hers. Liz straightened up her shoulders. Of course, a new bathing suit wasn't exactly a stellar beginning, but she was going to do this slowly or not at all. So she took a deep breath, grabbed her cover-up and headed out to the main room. Maria and Alex sat there, chatting pleasantly. Alex stood up as he saw her enter. "Hey, Liz," his voice trailed off. "I think you left part of your bathing suit on the hanger, like uh... the whole middle part." Alex looked at her with eyebrows raised, one hand vaguely indicating his midsection. "That's it," Liz said and turned back around. "No, no," Maria ran after her. "That's exactly what he's supposed to say." Liz looked at Maria like she was crazy. But Maria propelled her back into the room with Alex. "Alex," Maria began talking as if she were talking to a child, "this is Liz's new look. You like it don't you?" Alex frowned. "Noooo, I don't." "Why," Maria asked him pointedly. "Because it's just not Liz." "Okay, sure, take the coward's way out. Now look again." Maria walked behind Alex and positioned him so that he could take a good look. Liz shifted her weight and wrinkled up her face in embarassment. "You, Alex Whitman, don't like this look for her because it turns you on," she said without preamble. Alex's eyes got wide and he looked back at Maria. Liz levelled her eyes at Maria. "Maria, are you trying to humiliate me on purpose, or is it just blind luck." "No, wait, I think she's right," Alex said, looking at Liz with new interest. "If I try to see you not as Liz, but just as a babe (and do my absolute best not to barf in the process), I think, yeah... maybe there's actually a little bit of lust hiding in there somewhere." "Alex, you are so full of it." Liz waved him away in frustration and turned back to the bathroom. "Nope. Not full of it. It's the truth. You're a certifiable babe. And yes, yes, it is excruciating for me to admit it. Can I please stop looking at her now," he directed this pitiful question at Maria. "This is just so not right." "Yes," she said in satisfaction. "See, Liz. You look so good it makes him uncomfortable. Just wear it today and see if you like it. This is what summertime is for, babe!" Liz couldn't believe it, but Maria's words were actually making sense. It was nice to hear Alex say she was a babe, even if it made him sick to his stomach to say it. And, hey, she liked the thought of causing a stir, for once in her life. Maybe word would even get back to Max - Shut up, Parker. ****** Roswell only had one community pool, and the heat had driven a large part of the population indoors. The rest of them were at the pool. Liz, Maria and Alex took the last available lawn chairs and collapsed in the heat. Maria argued with Liz that if she was going to wear the dang thing, the least she could do is take off her cover-up. But the
sight of one fourth of the male population of W. Roswell High had stricken Liz with a strange sort of stage fright and she refused to part with the loose black dress. Alex listened to them for a few minutes, looking from one to the other and not offering a bit of advice. Then he stopped them by standing.
"I realize that some people just come here for the riveting discussion, but I, for one, am here for the pool. Anyone? Anyone?"
TBC... |
Index | Part 2 |
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