alexis and thom

Who: Alexis and Thom
Where: Nevermore
When: Afternoon

With Michael gone, Alexis had the house to herself, though her night was just as restless as ever. She needed to talk to her father, who arrived home sometime during the night, but it wasn't urgent enough that they discuss it at three in the morning. Even if she had tried to talk to him then, she wasn't sure what she wanted to say, and instead spent her waking moments trying to figure that out. What did he hunt and what did he not? It was a question that followed her to work that afternoon as she pulled the books on ghosts that she and Thom were going to look through. She planned to get an answer soon; she wouldn't let the weekend pass without finding out. Until then, there was work to be done.

Who: Alexis and Thom
Where: The streets of Marquette
When: After school

For the first time in her life, everyone around Alexis was talking about the supernatural. Some couldn't believe their eyes, some were freaking out, but pretty much everyone had seen the same thing. She'd always thought that, if everyone knew what she knew, she wouldn't feel so alone. That wasn't the case, at least not right now. Just because they believed in ghosts didn't mean they believed in everything else. Furthermore, their belief didn't cover acceptance and talking to people who were still in denial made her even more frustrated. And panicked. When it came down to it, this wasn't what she was used to. Ghosts weren't supposed to be visible to everyone.

While she knew about the supernatural, she wasn't used to running into it on the streets. That included ghosts. Or spirits. She didn't really understand the difference. What she knew was that she'd rather not cross their paths. Alexis started walking home from school with paranoia practically coming off of her in waves as she watched for ghosts. She didn't know what they could do, but she didn't want to find out.

Who: Alexis and Thom
When: lunch hour
Where: the music room

Though it was over a month into the school year, Alexis hadn't found her own group yet, and grabbing a table at lunch still felt awkward. Usually she was better at it than this, but with all the weird happenings in town, she'd ended up staying on the outside longer than usual. Rather than sit alone, or crash someone else's party, she wandered to the music room. When signing up for school, they'd asked her to pick a fine art's elective and choir had been her selection-- she'd never learned to play an instrument, but singing could be somewhat self taught.

The main room was empty, but that didn't mean the practice rooms were, and Alexis was quickly drawn to one from which music came in loud complementary chords. The door was just barely open and she slid in quietly, hoping not to disturb the music as she watched the boy who played. She'd seen him around school, but in a school this size, it was hard not to notice everyone in passing.