"You're both eighteen. You're both named Alex. And the similarities don't stop there."
The two boys stared at each other in silence while Nessa Roberts smirked in the corner. They stared into each others' eyes- the exact same shade of brown- and tried to find the words to speak.
(A/N: I do not own Alex Rider, Anthony Horowitz does. I do own Nessa Roberts and the other Alex. You'll meet him when I find the time to type the next chapter...)