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Post by cronon on May 9, 2008 14:16:53 GMT -5
He had to get away from the house; and yet, he wanted to go back home. It had only been a month and a half and yet, Alexander felt as if he was missing everything that he should have been at home for. Alexander wanted to be home with his mother and father during this exceptional time. How could he participate in the newest Cronon's life if he wasn't at home to witness anything about it?
Sitting on a couch in the Prefect's lounge, his legs crossed, Alexander held a letter within his hands and kept reading one line over and over again. Today we saw the heartbeat... It was a miraculous event...and he was missing it.
September first had to be the worst and most difficult day of Alexander's entire summer. It was the day his parents both had come to platform 9 3/4 with him, which was odd in general, and then told him as he was getting on the train that his mother was pregnant. Another Cronon child was on the way, and Alexander's mouth had dropped completely.
"I thought it was a joke!" Alexander said shocked toward his parents. Patricia had looked hurt, but Alexander hadn't meant anything by it, or to be mean. The last time he had heard anything about her having another kid was when his father wanted a dog. How did it become reality? Alexander had apologized many times to his mother, explaining to her what he meant and she understood, but he still couldn't get over it. He was excited, and wanted to be apart of what was going on, and yet, he couldn't stuck at a school he didn't even want to be at to begin with.
Some Prefect he was turning out to be... all he wanted to do, was go home.
[Felicity/Open]
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Post by Felicity Hjort on May 10, 2008 0:41:10 GMT -5
The Prefect's lounge was slowly becoming one of Felicity's favourite spots to hang out in. It was quiet as it didn't seem many of the other Prefects took advantage of the area too much and it was free of other students and Professors. Surprisingly, she managed to get a lot of work done in there. It was quiet enough to make her concentrate, but it wasn't too lonely, every now and then someone popped in to do whatever it was. Felicity also found it a nice spot to practice her wandwork, with fewer people likely to walk in on her, it was a good spot to try it.
However, her mission that afternoon wasn't for wandwork, it was just to finish up on an essay she had to completely for Potions class. She'd been wanting to ask for Drew's help with a particular spell, but either when she had the time he was busy, or vice-versa. He'd been working harder with classes, knowing that his N.E.W.T.s exams were at the end of the term, and since he wanted to prove he'd earned the Head Boy badge and get into the Auror's Academy, he'd been working really hard, forming a study group and everything.
When she gave the password, Felicity walked in, brown eyes somewhat dimmed at the prospect of having to write about a potion rather than brewing it. Brewing was so much easier, hands-on and everything. The lioness loved the smell of potions, finding them to be interesting and fun. But when her eyes landed sight on the boy in the room, her entire face lit up. She hadn't had much of a chance to see her favourite Hufflepuff that term so far, was it good that by chance she finally had run into him?
Dropping her bag just inside the door, Felicity ran at full speed to the couch and jumped on it, landing herself right at the side of Alexander, and her arms didn't take long to wrap around his neck. He hadn't gone camping, therefore no fishing, and the only time she'd seen him that summer was when their parents had a get-together to celebrate both of them receiving Prefect for their respective Houses. And that had been during the week Drew wasn't allowed to come to her home, so it was a nice break then.
"Alexander!" she exclaimed, not taking notice of the look on his face. "I've missed you!"
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Post by cronon on May 10, 2008 13:49:39 GMT -5
Alexander heard the door open to the Prefect’s lounge and he placed the letter in his pocket for safe keeping, quickly opening a book to read as if he had been doing that the entire time. He hadn’t noticed anything but a flash of yellow before he realized someone was jumping at him and wrapping their arms around his neck. Laughing, and wrapping his arms around the Gryffindor, he shook his head and rolled his eyes playfully. “What are you doing?!” he asked her knowing exactly what her answer would turn out being.
Alexander pulled back from the hug and gave the girl the biggest smile he could possibly manage at the moment, which wasn’t very big at all. He hadn’t seen the girl all that much that first couple of months of school, not that he really was going out to look for anyone that was. “So, how have you been, Felicity? Good I imagine,” he smiled at her encouragingly and sighed. He hoped she’d at least been doing better than he was at the moment.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on May 10, 2008 20:10:33 GMT -5
"Greeting you, my friend," Felicity answered Alexander, only tightening her hold on him. She'd missed fishing and stargazing with Alexander that year, though she did have fun camping with Drew, probably a little more fun with the stargazing because it was a newer experience, but she missed the tradition of getting together with the older boy for their traditional summer exploits. But when he pulled out of the hug, Felicity brought her hands up to place on either side of his face, making sure to tilt his face and see every angle of it. Of course, her laughter was there as usual, just trying to show that she really had missed him.
"I have been one hundred percent, absolutely perfect, except for having to wear a badge," she answered. While she'd put on a happy face at their dinner, it was likely he'd seen right through it anyway. Sometimes it was just hard to keep things from people, Alexander being one of them. The smile on his face didn't look too happy, and she briefly wondered if he was sad that the Head Girl was no longer at school. "How've you been?"
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Post by cronon on May 11, 2008 12:01:58 GMT -5
Alexander's face was being squished up against Felicity's hands, and his skin screamed as he wondered where the blond's hands had been that day. It wasn't as if she was normally dirty or covered in grim, but it wasn 't as if she was afraid to get dirty either. Alexander tried to smile though, as he knew she only meant well by him and only meant to show affection. Felicity was somewhat odd in that aspect. In order to show anything towards another, she was first to touch, or hug, or jump them in a particular way. It was as if the only way Felicity knew how to show love for another she had to touch them... after about eight years of knowing her, Alexander figured that he would have gotten used to it by now, but lately it only seemed that he hated it even more... from anyone not just her.
Alexander curled his fingers around Felicity's wrists lightly, and pulled her hands down off of his face, laughing as best he could possibly do so without sounding irritated. It wasn't her and he felt bad for not liking his friends affections, but he really couldn't stand her touching him at that moment. Not then... for his face was crawling and his anxieties were kicking in at full pace. He just didn't like it. Alexander's smile was half hearted as he put her hands together, in between the two of them.
He listened to her and nodded, knowing that something had been up when it came to her getting Prefect, but not knowing exactly until right then. "You really never wanted that, eh?" he asked her, tilting his head and giving her an encouraging smile. "It's good for you though," he gave her a wink. "Teach you some manners," Alexander laughed knowing that she would know that he was joking. However her next question about how he was doing, he folded his arms across his chest and shrugged, his small smile fading as he turned to lean back on the couch and sighed.
"I don't know, Lissy," he whispered, a bit defeated. "Everything was going great, you know?" Alexander really hadn't talked to anyone about anything, and not even Felicity. But he had to get some things off his chest. Who else better? "This summer...I thought I had it all. Now, I don't have Krissy, and I don't even have really a grasp on what's going on back home." He rubbed his eyes, wishing his skin would stop burning from where Felicity's hands had been. "I don't even know why I'm still here..." he said.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on May 11, 2008 12:39:46 GMT -5
The tugging of her hands away from him wasn't something she wasn't used to, he'd done it before, but the smile was usually brighter than it was now. However, as he held her hands down between the two of them, Felicity turned her hands around in his to hold on to them. It wasn't anything, didn't mean a thing, she just liked holding onto her friends when she had the chance. And then, that made her stop. What about why she'd gotten so mad at Drew earlier that year? For holding onto Celina? Immediately, she let her friend's hands go and pulled hers toward herself. If she'd gotten so mad at Drew, then wouldn't he get mad at her? Maybe it was something they needed to discuss again, or at least try to discuss.
"No, not really," she replied quickly, hoping he wouldn't take too much notice of her removal of her hands. Felicity hadn't ever really wanted to be a Prefect. Sure, she liked taking care of people and making sure they were all right, but why did she need to have a badge to let her do something like that? The blonde was sure it was Raynor's evil plan. But she had to laugh, really loud. "I don't have any manners?" she asked him with a pout.
Pulling her legs up under her on the couch, Felicity situated herself to look at Alexander while he started speaking. Tilting her head off to the side, she wondered what was wrong. He wasn't nearly as peppy and zesty as she was, but he normally didn't seem so...down either. Sometimes, but not this badly. "What happened to Krissy?" she asked without another thought. Had things not worked out? In a way, she was secretly glad, Felicity hadn't cared much for the Head Girl. "Wait...why what's going on at home?"
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Post by cronon on May 11, 2008 13:33:43 GMT -5
Felicity turned her hands and held on to his. That he could handle a bit more than he could with her hands all over her face, but as he went to squeeze hers gently, she pulled her hands away quickly as if he had hurt her. Alexander's eyes widened just a bit and he turned his head, taking his hands back as well. Was he that disgusting where she wouldn't even touch him, after all? His hands rubbed together as if he were applying lotion to them, which he'd never do, but the motion was the same. They didn't feel too disgusting, and yet he could feel why she would want to let go. They were somewhat sweaty, and his skin's oils were a bit greasier than normal. It was odd, especially that Felicity cared about it.
She pouted, and he turned his head from his laying back position on the couch. Alexander snorted slightly, which quickly turned into chuckle before he turned his head back to it's forward position. He sighed, hearing Krissy's name echo in his head, not only from when he said it, but also from when Felicity asked about what had happened. "Truthfully, I don't know. We just stopped talking. No contact whatsoever... that would mean for me it's over..." Alexander didn't know any other way of thinking about it. He was a free man... not by choice, but by circumstance. "I figure that after school, her life took hold and I just wasn't in it anymore. You know?" He shrugged, and shook his head.
"Not that I could blame her... she had a life to get to. I'm still in school. I'd just be holding her back," he said defeated like, his voice more sad than Felicity had probably ever heard it. And then the discussion of home, another topic that was getting Alexander down. He could hardly even say... Reaching for his pocket, he removed the, what should have been, joyful letter from his mother about her and the unborn baby.
"I thought it was a joke..." he said exasperatedly. "I...I..." he stuttered, sitting back up and propping his head up on his hands, his elbows resting on his knees. He closed his eyes. "I didn't even know it was possible...she's...she's forty two for Merlin's sake!" Alexander couldn't believe it and he just buried his face in his hands. Wasn't that dangerous? Couldn't she die?! Alexander didn't know, but he was freaking out all the same.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on May 11, 2008 14:09:35 GMT -5
Felicity listened as best she could, but what he said started ebbing at her. He and Krissy lost contact with one another? They just stopped talking, writing, everything? It likely wouldn't have bothered her too badly, but Krissy was a year older than Alexander and Drew was a year older than she was. What if, during the summer, he just stopped calling her, or she writing to him? No, it hadn't happened this previous summer, but what if it happed this coming summer? Drew and she constantly talked about things, future plans, but neither really tried talking about having the other in their plans though they'd left hints for one another. She told him she wouldn't mind having a look into research areas in America if it came down to it, and he was always going on about how London was the right place for him to be at the time. What if they lost contact for whatever reason? The lioness knew she had to talk to Drew.
"You just...stopped talking?" she asked, completely bewildered as to how two people could just do that to one another. Even in family she didn't understand. Her entire family spoke to each other, but her dad didn't talk to his own family, she knew that, just not the reason why. And then he said he would be holding Krissy back if they were together, and Felicity's mind took on a whole different concern. What if while she was still in school and Drew was in the Academy she was holding him back? They wouldn't really be seeing one another too often, and he'd be working with a lot of girls and being waited on by girls, what if...she didn't want to think of it.
And when he handed her a letter, she wasn't sure why he didn't just tell her, but she read the familiar script anyway, her mind completely forgetting about the negative possibilities of Drew leaving Hogwarts.
"Your mum's..." she hesitated, joy filling every part of her body, but upon hearing Alexander's response, Felicity stopped talking. "Alexander," she started, all ready a chiding tone in her voice. "Your mum is only two years younger than mine was when she was pregnant with me, and she was absolutely fine. Is she having the baby muggle-way?" she asked, no longer able to contain any amount of excitement for her friend.
Felicity knew there was the muggle way and the wizarding way, but if the Cronon's were really worried about Mrs. Cronon, they'd be best off having it the wizarding way.
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Post by cronon on May 11, 2008 15:20:39 GMT -5
Alexander shrugged and nodded. "It happens sometimes...you know? It just happens..." he whispered, not believing that it really did. "I didn't find the right kind of love... not like the kind my parents had, I guess." Alexander wasn't so sure about natural love, but he knew it was out there. He just was unsure of how or where he was going to find it. He looked back at her and smiled, trying not to concern her too much with his melodramatics. "But it's ok... I mean, that just leaves the Cronon charm for another lass," he gave her a wink and started to laugh, though it was half hearted and anyone could tell that he was just trying to play off as if nothing about him actually bothered him.
Excitement filled the blonds voice, and it countered his own horror. "I know...but still, I don't like it. Like, why now? I'm almost out of school. If she really wanted to have a kid, shouldn't she have waited till I was out of Hogwarts at least?" he was being selfish and he knew it. But he wanted to be there when everything was happening. Alexander wanted to be apart of it. "She's due in like April or something... I just can't believe this." Alexander shook his head and sat up, turning his body so that he faced Felicity, and leaned against the arm of the couch.
"Probably the muggle way...but one of those water births, you know? Like the kind in a tub, without medications or anything. That's how she had me. Always said how much of an experience was..." he shrugged. "I don't know what the bloody difference is though." Alexander lifted his hand to the back of his neck and scratched at it nervously. He could feel skin cells collect under his nail bed and it made him feel even more queazy. "I just don't know, Felicity..." he finally said.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on May 11, 2008 17:59:34 GMT -5
Shaking her head, making the blonde locks sway over her shoulders, she didn't want to believe it happened. It didn't happen, it just didn't. She even still wrote letters to her friends at home, granted she owled them to her mum and her mum passed them out and they gave their letters to her mum, but still...it didn't happen. People didn't just stop talking without reason and her mind was still on Drew. She needed to talk to him about it, she needed to make sure that no matter what they wouldn't lose contact with one another, even if they broke it off. Felicity still wasn't sure she could've made it through their month-long break-up without seeing him and talking to him as often as she had.
Saddened eyes looked up to Alexander when he started talking about possibly not having found the right kind of love, did she and Drew had the right kind? Like her mum and dad's and the Cronon's? She hoped so because she didn't know what she'd really be able to do without him. However, he managed a half-hearted giggle to go with his half-hearted laugh. The Cronon charm was something else, she knew it, had known it since they first met. There was something drawing about the boy, even at their first encounter, though it'd been awfully sad first meeting him.
"Raquel was out of school when mum and dad had me, and so was Jared, David left the year after I was born," she offered with a shrug. She knew it was different circumstances and all, but it was the honest facts, too. "Why should she have waited for a time that was convenient for you though?" she asked innocently, not really understanding what he meant fully. "I mean, maybe she thinks you're leaving and she wants someone around to take up her time and her missing you so much."
Felicity wasn't sure if he was returning home or not after Hogwarts, but maybe that was why his mum and dad were having a baby. Or maybe it was an accident, she knew those happened all too often.
"April?" Felicity perked up, "when I was born?" That thought excited her greatly. Of course, it wasn't just her birthday, it was even Celina's birth month, but her first thoughts were of her own birthdate. "And a waterbirth? Oh, that's so wonderful!" she squealed, being careful not to jump at Alexander too much.
"What's there not to know? You're going to be a big brother! Finally, you'll have your own little sibling to take care of and protect and love!"
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Post by cronon on May 25, 2008 13:28:49 GMT -5
He sounded selfish, and Alexander knew it. Only when Felicity point it out to him though did it cut him deeply. It was true, he really had no say in the matter, but he wished they had told him at a different time at least. "That's not what I meant," he said glumly, not meaning it too harsh but at the same time it wasn't too nicely said either. He didn't mean that his mum had to wait, but he really didn't like the aspect of him being replaced but some little kid either. "It's not like I'm leaving this country or moving to another one or something," he said. "I don't know where I'm going... maybe I won't go anywhere after school, I'll just stick around here..." he didn't know. The college ideas in Africa, America, and Asia really didn't seem that important anymore. Not when his mom was having a baby, Krissy was gone, and he really had no patience to be a lawyer like he truly wanted to be.
He sighed and while he leaned back on the couch, his hands covered his face. Alexander wasn't feeling well from all of the excitement, or rather, the discomfort from everything. "Yea, April... sometime in the middle or something," he said again as Felicity started to comment on that being her birthday month, and the birth itself. She was overjoyed and it was hard not to look at her and laugh at her excitement. He crossed his arms over his chest and shrugged. "I guess..." he said, never looking at it in the way that Felicity saw it.
But April was in the middle of school and Alexander really wanted to be home for it. "I just wish I could be home when the baby's born... ya know? Just in case..." he sighed and shrugged. "I don't know if I'll be able to though..."
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Post by Felicity Hjort on May 30, 2008 2:21:21 GMT -5
"Alexander, your mum did just fine raising you, why do you think she wouldn't be able to handle another child?" she asked her friend softly. While she wasn't trying to be mean or rude, she just didn't understand what he meant. It was always nice to have active sibling participation, but did he have to remain right at home? Sure his mum was getting up in age, like Meadow had been with Felicity, but at the same time, she could do it without Alexander's ever endearing presence.
"You guess? Now really Alexander, love, how can you expect to be an exceptional brother if you can only guess at your new sibling's birthday?" Felicity asked him gidily. She loved the idea of him being a big brother, he'd always been so nice to her cousins, especially David's children after they moved in with her family. "We should predict the exact day it's going to be born! Right now! Or maybe we should talk to the Astronomy professor since we're out a divinations one," she contemplated aloud. Astronomy should be able to help with coming to such an answer, shouldn't it? Or maybe they'd be better off with just making a lucky guess.
"Well, why couldn't you be?" While Felicity didn't much care for Raynor, why shouldn't she allow a big brother to return home to see the birth of his only sibling? "Raynor was pregnant once, I'm sure she'd understand something like that." Then again, the woman did banish her own family away from her...
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Post by cronon on Jun 10, 2008 22:42:52 GMT -5
Alexander was unsure why he was so worried, or why he really wanted to be back at home, but there was something inside of him, telling him that his mother and the new baby were just an excuse to leave the school. Anything, Alexander found, was what he’d do to be back home, and he was scared to even tell Felicity that much. “Have you ever felt like you just…” he hesitated, not even answering her question about whether or not he thought his mum was capable of handling the baby on her own. She wasn’t on her own, she had his pop, but still… “…have you ever felt like you just didn’t belong?” Alexander leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and bashfully glancing over at Felicity. He was sure that she was going to think him foolish now, but he didn’t know any other way to say it. Alexander was in his last year at Hogwarts and couldn’t wait to leave… not because he wanted to get out and see the world, but instead it was because he wanted to retreat back to the muggle world and back into his comfort zone.
As he spoke of the baby’s birthday, Felicity became more excited and Alexander couldn’t help but smile, and chuckled. He got off from his knees and turned towards her, smiling as he peered into her soft brown, excited eyes. She was thrilled with his news; more so than even he, and her emotions were contagious. “Predict the birthday?” he asked, laughing still. Astronomy professor? Did he take that class? He couldn’t remember, for he had been thinking too much lately about the baby and not enough about what classes he took. Divinations? Did they even have a professor anymore for that? Alexander didn’t know, but he was unsure if any of them would suffice. “What about Davenport? She’s always going on in Arithmancy about numbers meaning something in life, what about we ask her about what a good date would be for the baby to be born and then hope for then?” he laughed, thinking how foolish that sounded even to himself. He didn’t much get Arithmancy, but he liked going to see Davenport better than any other professor he didn’t know. This was family information he was dishing out… he didn’t want the whole world knowing.
“I don’t know… do they let people out to go home like that?” Alexander’s face filled slightly with concern again. He’d never actually spoken with the Head Mistress and frankly, he really didn’t want his first time being to ask if he could skip school. I'm sure she'd understand something like that. “Well, if you’re sure, Lissy…” he whispered, slightly gulping. “You’d come with me, right? You’re part of the family… you have to be there too…” Alexander looked at her and smiled a small, hopeful smile. “It’d mean the world to me if you were…” Alexander said as he gently took the blond Gryffindor’s hand and squeezed it gently.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jun 16, 2008 15:32:55 GMT -5
Turning her brown eyes to gaze upon Alexander, Felicity shook her head. There weren't really any times she could remember that she didn't belong...and then she stopped the movement of her head. That wasn't true. How many times upon being at Hogwarts did she think she didn't belong? How long did it take for her to finally decide (upon Drew's decision) that she wanted to stay? There'd been a time when all she could think of was how she would be able to escape the school she'd longed to attend, had begged to be allowed to attend, and finally getting there all she wanted to do was leave. It wasn't right.
"I have," she answered quietly, not wanting to really admit it, but at the same time keeping her voice so soft it was as though she were afraid of anyone hearing, a ghost even. "When I came here, after a really big fight I had with someone, I didn't think I belonged here. And then with some of the trouble I have with performing magic, I don't always feel like I'm in the right place..." But why would Alexander ask that? He was wonderful and surely fit in anywhere and everywhere, didn't he feel like he belonged?
"I don't take Arithmancy," she reminded her friend. "Does it predict things?" She knew it had to do with numbers, but she didn't know anything more than that. "I think you should predict the birthdate of your sibling. Wouldn't it be fun to hold like a little one-month prediction game with all of your friends to see who was closest to the actual birth date? Like you could charge a lolly for claiming a month, and whoever wins gets the whole lot of them?" Wouldn't that be fun? She thought so.
"Why not?" It was something to do with the family, and even then, he was seventeen he could just leave whenever he wanted to without consequence technically, he was of age. "You want me there?" she inquired excitedly, a glint in her eyes as she thought of leaving for the birth of her friend's sibling. "You know I will be, if I can. I wouldn't miss something like that, not for you."
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Post by cronon on Jul 8, 2008 10:44:36 GMT -5
There was hesitation in his friend’s face, where it was as if she really didn’t know what Alexander was talking about, or she just didn’t want to answer. If she’d never felt out of place, he wouldn’t have been surprised. Alexander looked at the blonde Gryffindor… the girl he’d known for eight years, and gave a small grin. Of course she’d always fit in… how could she not?
I have…
She whispered it, and though Alexander had clearly heard what she said, his mouth dropped slightly from shock. Did he hear her right? Of course, that was what he wanted her to say; selfishly, he was glad that he wasn’t the only one in the world that was going through the same thing. He hated to think of it like that, but he needed someone who’d felt the same way. If Felicity hadn’t… then how would she understand his absolute anguish?
When I came here, after a really big fight I had with someone, I didn't think I belonged here. And then with some of the trouble I have with performing magic, I don't always feel like I'm in the right place...
It sounded like she was going through some things in her life that he would never understand, but it wasn’t the situation that Alexander was searching for… it was the feeling. He took his friend’s hand and squeezed it gently. Asking her this he knew was stepping over a line of being a friend… especially, when he could see it hurt her to remember such things. “I’m glad you’re feeling better about being here now…” he consoled her gently.
Sighing, he knew it needed an explination and he looked down on the ground in front of him and shook his head. “I don’t fit in. It’s not about me, but what I want to be… Felicity…” Alexander stopped. Would he think him just as foolish as everyone else he’d ever told? Granted there had only been a few, and he couldn’t even tell Krissy… not to the extent he should have. But still… “You know how I want to be a lawyer right…” Alexander started. “I don’t feel like I belong in the magical world… and everything I do only makes me see that more. I am afraid for this baby…” he paused, lifting his hand to the back of his neck and scratching nervously. “I don’t want it to end up like me… stuck in a world he or she doesn’t want to be in.”
Did Alexander think he could help that? He didn’t know. But being away from the babe wasn’t allowing him to find out either, now was it?
“It kind of predicts… I sometimes relate it to Chinese years and Zodiac stuff sometimes,” Alexander smirked and chuckled a bit. “But don’t tell Davenport… she probably wouldn’t be too thrilled with my…” he paused. “…comparison.” He shrugged not really knowing if it could tell anything, but thinking that it might all the same.
Alexander shrugged again at her suggestion of holding a bet about the baby being born. “But I haven’t told anyone but you…” he laughed. “Plus, who would care about guessing when the baby that my mother is having? It’s not like it effects them at all….” He smiled at the girl and shook his head. She was always so full of creative ideas. It was amusing, to say the least. “But I suppose all the same… what day do you claim then, my dear?” he asked, his lavender eyes looking into her soft brown ones.
“Yes. I want you there… you’re like family!” he exclaimed, then clearing his throat slightly. “I…I mean… if you want to be there and all…” When she said she did, Alexander couldn’t keep his smile to himself and he wrapped an arm around the blonde, squeezing her gently against him. He was so excited; his skin didn’t even crawl as he touched the girl. It was amazing! Everything that was happening… “Good… so, do you think I should talk to Raynor about it?” he gulped slightly. He’d never met the woman really… this just sounded iffy to him.
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