(NICHOLAS) collision course

[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

So maybe he shouldn’t have chucked that water bucket at Andrews, and perhaps he shouldn’t have yelled ‘Ice bucket challenge’ as he’d done so, but the opportunity had been too good to miss, after all the smelly creep would have done the same to him, probably much worse given their history. And really it wasn’t his fault at all, as once again the stupid homophobe had cornered him and given him the usual torrent of abuse. Alex was really starting to tire of their little 'chats' – so when he’d pointed out how ‘gay’ it was that Andrews seemed so darn fixated on him, he’d had to duck to avoid a punch...

So now of course he was hurtling down the corridor trying to switch into his vapour form, which was of course quite typically not working when he needed it to. Stupid Vila powers, of course they’d fail him when he had to use them. He must have looked ridiculous skidding down the hallways flicking his wrists out, and groaning when nothing changed.
The lobby was coming up but it looked particularly empty, not a good place for hiding this time. Damn where was little Neo when he needed her, frowning he changed his course and headed for the library, surely he’d be safely hidden in the labyrinth of books. Heading in he flicked his wrists once again and grinned with delight as he finally slipped into his vapour form (which looked exactly like him except he appeared much more ghostly and see through) speeding up with the wind at his wake.

Alex hurtled down one of the aisle only to feel the familiar and sudden change of changing back to his human form.
“Crap no,” he whined as suddenly he felt himself crash into something very solid and very human. He landed with a small thud and shakily opened his eyes.
“Ah s-sorry about that.” He said quickly jumping up and offering the person a helping hand. “like really, totally didn’t mean to send you flying.” He said Alex as he began to ramble nervously.

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[NICHOLAS WINTERS]

Today had been a decent day, sunny, but not to warm. But Nicks ever-changing mental idea of a good time shifted just as he had taken a step outside. It had probably looked comical, watching the lanky male take one step outside, seem to mentally NOPE, then turn on the spot and step back inside again. He walked through the corridors, hands locked behind his back. His mind whirled, trying to think of what to do now... 

As he mindlessly walked through the halls, he stopped, his now icy eyes flicking to the library doors. Why not, he could use some more reading materials. With a smile he stepped in, his stride casual. Although his clothing was more formal. But to him, wearing suits was never a bother, and with a well fitting suit, could defiantly boost a shy guys confidence. She selected an isle at random, browsing the books as he passed.

He heard a slight commotion, and looked around just as a quick moving figure collided with him. With a gasp he was on the ground, thankfully he hadn't held any books! With a chuckle, he took the boys hand, getting to his feet. "Hey, don't worry about it, it's fine" he said kindly, smiling brightly. He ran his slender fingers through his raven curls, finally getting a look at the boy. His eyes widened, if only for a moment. He hoped the very faint redness that leapt to his cheeks was taken as adrenalin, seeing as he had just been run into.

"It's totally fine" he said again, chuckling and holding out his hand. "Nick Winters" he said, his Deep baritone voice smooth as he controlled the initial reaction he had felt to seeing this beautiful creature...

Stop, control your thoughts... He shook his head slightly, not wanting to say something stupid and ruin another opportunity to make a friend.

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

He glanced over his shoulder nervously bouncing from foot to foot with apprehension. It hadn’t sounded like he was being followed god help them both if he was – the last thing he wanted was for Andrews and his dumb cronies to go after this guy just for being in Alex’s vicinity. They worked like that and he’d had many close calls, they were complete idiots and god he hated them all.

He chuckled nervously biting the inside of his cheek.
“Seriously though, I’m an idiot…” he finished allowing his voice to trail off in an attempt to mask his flustered attempt of an apology. “You’re okay right?”

It didn’t seem as though the boy held any ill feelings towards him, in fact from his bright smile it seemed Alex was completely off the hook. It was comforting, he allowed an easy smile to fall across features as he observed the boy in front of him, he was tall, much taller than Alex – though he was used to that now he wasn’t exactly a giant. Skinny as well with a thick head of black curls he was almost as cute as Owen. A tiny smile fell across his lips as he remembered the merman in the fountain and for a moment he wondered where he was - what he was doing.
“Oh um, I’m Alex, Alex Veter,” he said in introduction, his slight Russian accent twitching around his last name.

“Sooooo…” he began “What brings you to the library today Nick?” He asked finally beginning to relax. "Though I can't say I blame you," he grinned "the weathers far to nice to waste outside." he grinned.

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[NICHOLAS WINTERS]

Nick smirked, his eyebrow raising as he noticed how nervous the boy seemed "Are you ok? is something or someone after you?" he asked, his mind making a quick connection for him dashing through the library and his edgy behavior.

As the boy asked once again if he was ok, he smiled, rubbing the back of his neck, his smile sheepish. "YA im fine, i've done worse getting out of bed, don't worry about it" he said, chuckling. "Nicholas Winters, local clutz" he said, rolling his shoulders, grinning.

"It is a nice day, but the outdoors weren't calling to me today, I honestly didn't know I was going to the library till I passed the door...
Now, why were you in such a hurry? Running a marathon?" he said chuckling, his voice rumbling in his throat. He quickly scanned his clothing, brushing and swiping away the dust it had collected from the floor. "Holy hell, when was the last time these floors have been cleaned?" he asked, chuckling, his heavy(ish) British accent swirling in his speech.

He ruffled his hair again, dislodging some of the dust that has settled among the raven curls.

[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

“Oh just a few people,” he said with a nervous chuckle, “I’m very good at getting into situations I shouldn’t.” he said finally beginning to relax. The gang of idiots had obviously lost him, probably halfway to the roof by now. They were so predictable it was almost laughable – had it not been for the almost beating he’d been given. Stupid jerks, things were literally no different here than they were at his home town, his dad would have revelled in the attitude of the boys – probably start claiming it would keep Alex on the literal straight and narrow. His dad was such a dick.

“But I think I might have lost them...” he said furrowing his brows together.
He nodded and smiled when Nick mentioned his clumsy nature – wonderful he wasn’t the only one then.
“Heh same, which isn’t great when you’re trying to make fantastic escapes.” He said wincing at the thought of his earlier fall. He’d never been the most graceful person in the world, some Vila he made – he could only wish he was as graceful as most of his sisters.
He shrugged, “Some guys I don’t really see eye to eye with decided it was open season on Alex today.” He frowned; technically they had started it with their comments – maybe he shouldn’t have retaliated but it was just too good to even think of passing up on the opportunity.

“Ew, yeah I’d just get rid of that later, god knows when they actually tidy this place.” He joked, “I mean look,” he took out one of the books from the shelf and blew off the fine layer of dust. “they probably haven’t bothered since the eighties.”