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*Kicks in door* There was no return to address so... Yeah. I'm here to give you this and a picture of a monkey I drew.
"Out with a friend- don't tell mom and dad. -Riley".
"Damn it." Alex muttered to himself. He found himself stuck between a rock and a hard place. Needless to say it certainly wasn't the hardest decision he had ever had to make in his life, but Alex did not like the idea of lying to the people who had taken him in. However, he also didn't love the idea of betraying the trust of the person to thank for that either. Thinking about what he was going to do and more importantly how he was going to do it, his phone began to ring. Riley's name popped up on the screen and Alex jumped to answer it. "Riley...? Riley...!?" He hissed down the phone in a whisper to avoid his parents hearing him. "Riley, where are you?" He asked, frustrated when there was no answer. The line was weak but Alex could make out the sounds of music and partying in the background, he smirked at her lie to him about being "out with a friend."
"Where are you going, gorgeous?" Alex's ears perked, especially when Riley replied, he recognized her voice and something, to him, sounded malicious about the tone of voice the male in this conversation was using. Alex sat there with the phone held to his ear, helpless at the fact that all he could without knowing where she was, was listen.
"Damn it." Alex muttered to himself. He found himself stuck between a rock and a hard place. Needless to say it certainly wasn't the hardest decision he had ever had to make in his life, but Alex did not like the idea of lying to the people who had taken him in. However, he also didn't love the idea of betraying the trust of the person to thank for that either. Thinking about what he was going to do and more importantly how he was going to do it, his phone began to ring. Riley's name popped up on the screen and Alex jumped to answer it. "Riley...? Riley...!?" He hissed down the phone in a whisper to avoid his parents hearing him. "Riley, where are you?" He asked, frustrated when there was no answer. The line was weak but Alex could make out the sounds of music and partying in the background, he smirked at her lie to him about being "out with a friend."
"Where are you going, gorgeous?" Alex's ears perked, especially when Riley replied, he recognized her voice and something, to him, sounded malicious about the tone of voice the male in this conversation was using. Alex sat there with the phone held to his ear, helpless at the fact that all he could without knowing where she was, was listen.
Well here is my response, signed sealed, dated, registered and hand-delivered!
"What on Earth is that girl doing?" Their mother asked, Alex looked up from his plate which was almost empty and shrugged. "Riley!?" Their mother called up the stairs once more, again in vain. Their father tutted and shook his head, "Teenagers." He teased and continued to eat his dinner. Alex's brow furrowed as he stood from the table, excusing himself he brought his dishes over to the sink and rinsed them off, leaving them in the basin.
"I'll go up and see what she's doing." He told them and left the kitchen heading up the stairs. Standing outside her door he raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Riley...?" He asked, creaking the door open when he got no response. Seeing the room was empty he took a step in and saw the open window, the curtains flapping in the breeze that came with it. Unfamiliar with the idea of sneaking away from home, despite having escaped from a facility in his own lifetime, he went back downstairs and informed his parents. "She's not in her room."
"What...?" Her mother asked, scowling, her father putting down his fork and finishing chewing his food also spoke up,
"Well, where is she?"
"I don't know maybe she's gone out." Alex suggested picking up on angry vibes coming from both parents at the moment. "I'll just..." He began but didn't finish as he found his way upstairs to his room. He rummaged around in his drawers until he pulled out an old phone, it was pretty much only good for calling and texting and Alex didn't have much use for it anyway so never really used it. Attempting to turn it on, the phone graciously informed him that it's battery had run dry. Alex sighed and rummaged through another drawer, this time taking out a charger for the phone and plugged it into the wall.
Buzz. Alex's phone vibrated and he instantly began texting one of the three contacts on his phone, Riley. "Where R You??? Alex."
"I'll go up and see what she's doing." He told them and left the kitchen heading up the stairs. Standing outside her door he raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Riley...?" He asked, creaking the door open when he got no response. Seeing the room was empty he took a step in and saw the open window, the curtains flapping in the breeze that came with it. Unfamiliar with the idea of sneaking away from home, despite having escaped from a facility in his own lifetime, he went back downstairs and informed his parents. "She's not in her room."
"What...?" Her mother asked, scowling, her father putting down his fork and finishing chewing his food also spoke up,
"Well, where is she?"
"I don't know maybe she's gone out." Alex suggested picking up on angry vibes coming from both parents at the moment. "I'll just..." He began but didn't finish as he found his way upstairs to his room. He rummaged around in his drawers until he pulled out an old phone, it was pretty much only good for calling and texting and Alex didn't have much use for it anyway so never really used it. Attempting to turn it on, the phone graciously informed him that it's battery had run dry. Alex sighed and rummaged through another drawer, this time taking out a charger for the phone and plugged it into the wall.
Buzz. Alex's phone vibrated and he instantly began texting one of the three contacts on his phone, Riley. "Where R You??? Alex."
Well I'm sorry but I'm afraid I had to return to sender. :P Posted.
It hit about six in the evening and Alex had finished his homework as well as having had a shower and was now sitting downstairs in the kitchen while Riley's mom was finishing up the cooking and her dad was preparing the table. Riley always mentioned "mom and dad" in a way that made it out like they were Alex's parents too. While, Alex knew it wasn't biological there was something comforting about having parents. He stayed in thought about this as his fingertips ran along his mug of coffee, the warmth travelling through his hands and up his arm.
"Riley!" Their mother called up the stairs, "Dinner! You too Alex." He stood and walked over towards the counter next to the cooker and took the plate that had been served up for him.
"Thanks... Mum." He told her, his familiar thin smile crossing his face, she smiled back at him.
"You're welcome... Son." She teased and made a face before bring Riley's and her father's plate to the table before bringing over her own. Alex sat and began eating the spaghetti bolognese instantly. It was a simple dish but it tasted so good, something Alex loved was definitely his new mother's cooking. "Anything interesting at school today?" She asked, while they were waiting for Riley to come down.
"There were try-outs for the baseball team..." Alex began, bringing Riley's father's interest to the table, "I did okay, the coach wants me on the team." He added, before putting another fork full of the dinner in his mouth.
"Riley!" Their mother called up the stairs, "Dinner! You too Alex." He stood and walked over towards the counter next to the cooker and took the plate that had been served up for him.
"Thanks... Mum." He told her, his familiar thin smile crossing his face, she smiled back at him.
"You're welcome... Son." She teased and made a face before bring Riley's and her father's plate to the table before bringing over her own. Alex sat and began eating the spaghetti bolognese instantly. It was a simple dish but it tasted so good, something Alex loved was definitely his new mother's cooking. "Anything interesting at school today?" She asked, while they were waiting for Riley to come down.
"There were try-outs for the baseball team..." Alex began, bringing Riley's father's interest to the table, "I did okay, the coach wants me on the team." He added, before putting another fork full of the dinner in his mouth.
Right back at'cha! :D
"That was... it was amazing, Alex! Where did you learn to play like that? Did you use to play when you were younger?"
"Ah no, I just got lucky there with that batting and the umpire did it all with the pitching." Alex replied, there was always a sense of modesty about him. "Not exactly, but I played something similar with a group of... close friends." He added, breaking the hug and taking his jacket, throwing in a thank-you as he slung it on over himself, sticking his hands in his pockets. His jeans were in his schoolbag but he didn't see the point in changing back into them, the sweatpants were both comfy and warm. He put his hands together and breathed into them, warming them up before sticking them into the pockets of his sweatpants, standing with his legs apart, just slightly wider than shoulder width.
Alex kicked the concrete step beneath him with the tip of his shoe gently a couple of times, scuffing the front a little. He swung down and picked up his bag from his feet slinging it over one shoulder he held the strap, keeping his free hand in his pocket. Riley and Alex began to walk down the bleachers and left the field, heading out the front gate of the school and on the way home. "Anything interesting with you today?" He yawned, "My day was pretty plain, the try-outs though were pretty fun, that's for sure."
"Ah no, I just got lucky there with that batting and the umpire did it all with the pitching." Alex replied, there was always a sense of modesty about him. "Not exactly, but I played something similar with a group of... close friends." He added, breaking the hug and taking his jacket, throwing in a thank-you as he slung it on over himself, sticking his hands in his pockets. His jeans were in his schoolbag but he didn't see the point in changing back into them, the sweatpants were both comfy and warm. He put his hands together and breathed into them, warming them up before sticking them into the pockets of his sweatpants, standing with his legs apart, just slightly wider than shoulder width.
Alex kicked the concrete step beneath him with the tip of his shoe gently a couple of times, scuffing the front a little. He swung down and picked up his bag from his feet slinging it over one shoulder he held the strap, keeping his free hand in his pocket. Riley and Alex began to walk down the bleachers and left the field, heading out the front gate of the school and on the way home. "Anything interesting with you today?" He yawned, "My day was pretty plain, the try-outs though were pretty fun, that's for sure."
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Alex was leaving the classroom and heading on his way when he couldn't help but overhear the conversation between Riley and a guy he had yet to meet. He was about to approach them until he saw that Riley seemed distressed. From what he could gather it appeared there was or had been some sort of love triangle or, at least something along those lines. He frowned, sensing Riley's distress, he waited for the pair to go their separate ways before heading down the hallway.
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The practice field, Alex was in the crowd with a the other boys from the school trying out. They were all stretching and preparing or mingling while Alex simply looked around the field and at all the others. He didn't really want to be on any team, rather he wanted to just have fun and that's what the point of today was, at least for him. He looked up in the bleachers and saw Riley, something he had learnt about her is that most of the time she was trustworthy. If she made a promise, she'd do what she could to follow through with it.
It came to Alex's turn, "Alright, Alex George, step on up." When being enrolled he had taken the last name of Riley's family, simply for the sake of convenience. Stepping up to the batting base, Alex looked at the umpire who was grinning behind his mask. It was known around the school that Alex was a bit of a brainiac and so most were snickering as he stepped up, even the coach looked on with a grin. Leaning down, Alex picked up the bat, he had changed from his jeans to black sweatpants, loose fitting, his jacket was on the bleachers, signalling to Riley that he was there and to sit by it. He stretched his neck before raising the bat and waiting for the pitcher to toss the ball.
It came at Alex fast but it was as if everything slowed down for a moment. He focused and swung when the time was right. The wooden bat connected with the ball with a satisfying crack Alex looked up with one hand at his brow protecting his eyes from the winter sun as he watched the ball fly. The other looked on as well, most with amazement some with jealousy. Alex dropped the bat and proceeded to run of course making it back with a home-run. The ball couldn't be found, by anyone and so another was thrown in. The coach by this point was of course shocked but also impressed, he asked Alex to pitch. Shrugging Alex approached the pitcher's mark and prepared while the coach got his best batter to stand up and ready.
He looked down at the batter with a competitive look. It was all about throwing the other player off but of course that didn't matter too much. Alex flicked an imaginary cap as a joke, raised one leg and pitched the ball. It happened so fast that it almost couldn't be seen, with aim so true that it landed right in the Umpire's glove, hurting him but he didn't show it. The coach shook his head in amazement.
The practice field, Alex was in the crowd with a the other boys from the school trying out. They were all stretching and preparing or mingling while Alex simply looked around the field and at all the others. He didn't really want to be on any team, rather he wanted to just have fun and that's what the point of today was, at least for him. He looked up in the bleachers and saw Riley, something he had learnt about her is that most of the time she was trustworthy. If she made a promise, she'd do what she could to follow through with it.
It came to Alex's turn, "Alright, Alex George, step on up." When being enrolled he had taken the last name of Riley's family, simply for the sake of convenience. Stepping up to the batting base, Alex looked at the umpire who was grinning behind his mask. It was known around the school that Alex was a bit of a brainiac and so most were snickering as he stepped up, even the coach looked on with a grin. Leaning down, Alex picked up the bat, he had changed from his jeans to black sweatpants, loose fitting, his jacket was on the bleachers, signalling to Riley that he was there and to sit by it. He stretched his neck before raising the bat and waiting for the pitcher to toss the ball.
It came at Alex fast but it was as if everything slowed down for a moment. He focused and swung when the time was right. The wooden bat connected with the ball with a satisfying crack Alex looked up with one hand at his brow protecting his eyes from the winter sun as he watched the ball fly. The other looked on as well, most with amazement some with jealousy. Alex dropped the bat and proceeded to run of course making it back with a home-run. The ball couldn't be found, by anyone and so another was thrown in. The coach by this point was of course shocked but also impressed, he asked Alex to pitch. Shrugging Alex approached the pitcher's mark and prepared while the coach got his best batter to stand up and ready.
He looked down at the batter with a competitive look. It was all about throwing the other player off but of course that didn't matter too much. Alex flicked an imaginary cap as a joke, raised one leg and pitched the ball. It happened so fast that it almost couldn't be seen, with aim so true that it landed right in the Umpire's glove, hurting him but he didn't show it. The coach shook his head in amazement.
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