This is when Mitch is 20, (today) and Alexa is almost 20. They live alone, with no school.
GET IT? Alexa PIERCE? Like a bullet, piercing through something? yeh ik I'm cool, nah jk c:
**The song on the side, can be played now, or when Alexa listens to it. I chose this cover, because I LOVE TIFFANY ALVORD. mkay, bye.
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Alexa Pierce
"Deirdre! You coming?" I ask, tapping my foot along the hardwood flooring.
"Sorry! Kyle and I have plans for lunch today!" she calls back. I shake my head. Of course. I flop down onto the couch behind me, and allow myself to slump into the soft pillows. A few moments later, Deirdre comes downstairs, to see the pissed look on my face.
"Listen, Lex. If you could manage to get a boyfriend, you'd understand the importance of it all!" she mutters. I rise, balling my fists at my sides.
"You know nothing about my love life! I've tried, but they never feel the same! And when they do, I can't say I like them. Cupid's arrows aren't getting near me anytime soon! It's like I have a permanent bulletproof vest, countering every attempted shot. The point is, you've got to know that sometimes, your boyfriend can wait." I rant. Deirdre stomps out the door, shutting it with a loud slam. I allow my anger to be released, with an irritated scream. Why can't I find someone to love?
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Mitch
"Mitch, why don't you have a girlfriend yet? You're famous! There are many wonderful ladies out there who would take you in a heartbeat!" my mother questions. I shrug, even though she can't see me.
"I don't know, it just doesn't feel right. In time, Mom. In time," I reply, putting the phone on speaker, as I start to load my dishwasher.
"You're twenty years old, and have never experienced love, son! When will 'in time' be?" My mother asks, causing me to pause, and think for a moment.
"When I meet the right girl. One I really like." I answer thoughtfully.
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Alexa
I've always loved to run. Once I grew old enough, I'd jog through the streets of Montreal. Past Starbucks, and many other stores. Today, I am going to run along the streets for two miles. Headphones in, I choose one of my favorite songs, and begin to run.
[Sia/Tiffany:]
You shout it out,
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud not saying much
I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up[Chorus:]
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium[Sia/Tiffany:]
Cut me down
But it's you who'll have further to fall
Ghost town and haunted love
Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
I'm talking loud not saying much[Chorus:]
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium
I am titanium[Sia/Tiffany:]
Stone-hard, machine gun
Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard as bulletproof glass[Chorus:]
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titaniumI continue to jog, winding my way between people. The lyrics and their meaning make me want to just shut my eyes, and listen. I'm bulletproof. Too busy in thought to notice people around me, I find myself slamming into someone.
"Oof," A deep voice mumbles. I look up to see a man about my age, maybe a little older.
"Sorry," I apologize. He smirks.
"Nothing to be sorry about, I wasn't paying much attention, either."
"Well, I've got to get going," I say, and begin to take a step.
"Wait," he holds out a hand, motioning me to stop. "Do you know who I am?" he asks. I tilt my head to one side, and stare at him. Brown hair, chocolate-colored eyes, tall... But I don't recognize him.
"Nope. Should I?" I reply honestly.
"Oh. I'm Mitch, a famous Minecraft Youtuber, if you've heard of Minecraft... My username's BajanCanadian. And you are?"
"Alexa. I'll take note of that. Maybe check out your channel later, and yes. I know of Minecraft, my friend's little sister plays it," I nod to him, unsure if I'll be able to remember the odd username.
"Great, see you around, Alexa." Mitch gives me a crooked grin, then continues walking, I shake myself out of an odd-feeling trance, and start jogging again. BajanCanadian. I repeat in my head, wanting to learn more of this stranger. BajanCanadian...
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