Shadow Play

2. New Killer Star

A/N: I'm having such fun with this experimenting with the new character dynamics. That also means that these chapters tend to come out a bit on the long side which means they might end up being a little more spaced out then the Aviation Chapters since I plan to keep them long rather than breaking them up into smaller sections. 

Aaaannnyways! Thank you to everyone who is putting in the effort to read this so far. I know it been a bit annoying ( thanks wattpad :|  ) I really appreciate it. Let me know what you think! Hope you all enjoy! <3

    Alex wakes up in the morning confused by his surroundings. At first, he thought he might still be dreaming. It looked as if he was suspended high up in the sky and would fall at any second. The immediate thought caused him to back away from the sight in front of him until he fell from the bed and remembered that the cause of his fear was merely windows. Once he'd tumbled to the floor ( not a very far distance considering that the bed was fairly low itself) He started to remember the events of the night before. He must have fallen asleep looking out the window shortly after Alexa had left the room. He'd been exhausted after all. Judging by the fact that he was still in his clothing and the sheets were still mostly in place it was easy to assume what happened.

He sighed, laying back on the bed and looking up at the ceiling for a moment before rolling over to look out at the park. How had he managed to get so lucky? Right time right place, that was the only explanation for it. Alexa seemed like a nice enough girl. Girls didn't usually set off as many red flags in Alex's head as boys did. Other boys had always been mean to him, but some of the girls at his school had taken pity on him and been kind. Alexa reminded him of those girls. She seemed sweet, excitable, and genuinely happy with the idea of keeping him around even though he had no ability to repay her. Not right now at least. When he became a famous writer he would be able to fix that. He just needed to find an inspiration for what he wanted to write about.

New York city up until now had been rather boring. He'd been settling in and unable to accomplish much in the way of exploration. So far the only time he'd ventured out was to the club where he'd met Miles. One of the waitresses had a particularly good shift at the diner and tipped him out a bit more than usual. She was an older woman, no family of her own who took pity on him. "Go have some fun. You haven't seen anything here yet."

Luckily for Alex, he didn't have to work today. He most likely would never have been able to find his way back to the village on his own. It was Sunday, so he was free. It's only as he thought about the dorms that he remembered he hadn't told Nick where he was. He reached for his phone and as expected he had several dozen missed calls and messages.

"Hey, when are you going to be home?"

"We're heading to a pub around the corner for dinner. Want us to wait for you?"

"Alex, is everything alright?"

"Al? Where are you it's getting late!"

"Alex?"

"ALEX?!"

"CALL ME RIGHT NOW ALEX!"

"ALEXANDER PLEASE LET ME KNOW YOU'RE OK!"

"I'M GOING TO GO BEAT THAT CREEPY FUCK'S FACE IN IF YOU DON'T CALL ME THIS INSTANT!"

How typical of Nick to worry. He always worried over Alex no matter what the situation. Alex quickly called him to relieve some of the worries. Nick, of course, picked up on the first ring.

"ALEXANDER DAVID TURNER WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU? DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I'VE BEEN ABOUT YOU I NEARLY-"

"I'm fine Nick, calm down I'm sorry. I was going to call you but then I feel asleep and I." Alex paused to yawn " Just woke up."