Reality And Us

Chapter Thirty Two

Zane could feel that certain excitement rushing through his body, he liked it. It was a pleasant feeling, he did kind of miss it, this special emotion connected with meeting new people. People who'd have to like him, people he'd have to convince he was a great guy.

He had left a note at the apartment saying he'd go out running, in case Lee got home early. So he'd have an excuse, so that he could dodge possible conflict.

Running up the stairs he barely noticed the man he almost crashed into, and so he apologized quickly.

The guy was about his height, a little shorter, his hair was very dark, parted on the side and neat. His skin was kind of pale and very clean. It was impossible to not notice the similarities between him and Tom Riddle. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze mustering Zane's face was calculating - this guy was kind of scary.

Why did he continue to stare? This stare made it too easy to be scared.

"Are you Zane Russels?", he asked, his voice precise. It wasn't harsh but it sounded dangerous, who the fuck was this guy? This situation was creepy.

How does he know who I am?

Zane adjusted his position, making sure he didn't sound too breathless when answering, he felt as if it wouldn't be too bad of an idea to seem capable and not like a helpless little boy. Not with the way the other's dark eyes were threatening him.

"Yes. Care to fill me in on how you know me and my name?"

The stranger tilted his head before lifting his hand in the air, signalizing it was time for a handshake. His lips curved into a smile, almost unnoticeable. "Noemi showed us a picture of you and told us you might move in."

Oh. This was a guy he'd live with. Way to go at making a good impression.

Zane might lock his room at night with this guy living so close. And at daytime as well. In general all the time.

He grabbed the other's hand and shook it. The guy had a firm hold, his hands were cold as ice. When Zane wanted to let go the other still held on for a bit, making it unable to move the hand.

"The name's Blueprint. It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm sure we'll have a great time."

This guy was one of the scariest people ever. No doubt in that. Just the way he had pronounced the sentences, the way his eyes had looked like monsters were lurking there somewhere in the dark. . . . It wasn't just his appearance, it was his stance, the way he spoke, the way he grinned.

And why didn't he share his real name?

The guy supposedly named Blueprint let go of Zane's hand and turned around, walking upstairs again. "We were very concerned you were late, so I went to look."

They didn't exchange any more words during the little walk, Tom Riddle the Second had made the situation uncomfortable, too uncomfortable to make a conversation enjoyable.

They arrived at a door which was already opened, maybe still since Blueprint just had gone downstairs to check up on him. A scary thought.

This whole visiting was just to see if Zane liked the place enough to live there for a while, if the the others would be fine to have him live there - Noemi and him had already texted each other a bit the day before, so he'd have all of the basic information, how big it was, how much to pay if he'd move in, and now this visit was the final decision, since all the other stuff to consider was fine.

If this worked out he'd have to do a lot of phone calls later on, and visit one or two places, to change all the legal information. Credit card, health insurance, and a lot of others would need to be updated. Something you usually should do at least two weeks before actually leaving your old place, but hey, moving a little earlier than that probably isn't that drastic either.