Wicked Academy

Chapter 8: Alex?

(This story will have supernatural in this chapter. Just a quick thing to help ya')
Thomas was sitting in the library, in front of Minho who was flipping through a leatherback book. "Damn it..." Minho slams the book down and grabs another. "Alexander....Alexander...where did I hear that name before!?"

Thomas covered his ears from Minho's ranting; it was late and the library doors were sealed shut. Hours ago they snuck in through the vents for the old library. They found ruins of books in the back room that was off limits, an amulet broken on the ground. "What is with all these amulets anyways?"

Minho set down his book as Thomas was thinking out loud. "They're important." He looked at Thomas', eyes dim with knowledge. Thomas looks back at Minho and bit his lower lip. "How do you get them?..."

"You already have one."

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Alex crossed his legs and played with his necklace, laying on a nostalgic bed. He looked around, continuing to chew the gum in his mouth. He smiles widely when he walks over to Newt's old desk and pulls out a thick, brown, old, dusty, folder.

Alex cracked his head back and his hair grew longer, eyes wider and eyebrows thinner. Newt.

"I failed...shit." He threw the folder, one content was missing. Newt ran his hand through his hair, obviously upset. He than grinned. "Maybe I just have to get Minho to hook "Alex" up...."

That's what happened. Alex is sitting in front of Minho, each pretty quiet and uncomfortable.

"You want me to help you get together with someone?" Minho asks as he pulls on the necklace around his neck.
Alex nodded and rests the side of his head against his free hand. "I had really bad with love and I really want someone..."

Minho didn't believe it. "You have a necklace. Find your partner that way instead. Look into the future. You want my help? Become a Runner."
Alex laughs before flipping out of his seat and already onto Minho's balcony. "Then test me."

The test was quite easy until Minho took out a pistol. Alex was able to dodge all of them but one, he caught it instead.
Minho's eye's widened, the way Alex grabbed it was like Newt and Alby's way of doing it. Alex threw up the bullet and caught it again, pointing it at Minho. "Alright, now can I have your help?"
"Sure...."

This is how Alex is sitting at a desk, Alby in front of him. They were supposed to talk.
Alby's features were locked, completely straight faced. He didn't have anything to say.
"So Alby..."

"No."

"Alby."

"Nope."

"You're being a bloody shank, stop it."

Alby's eyes widened at the voice but remembering it was Alex he frowned. "Fine. Tell me what you want."
"There was a folder in Newt's desk drawer. It was missing a page. I wanted to know if you knew anything about it?"
Alby laughed morbidly. "I know shit. Alright?"
"I think you're lying."
"Here's a hint. Go to the library." Alby stands and walks out, making Alex smiles softly.
"Thanks Alby..."