I'm sorry if it sucks and also if it's not quite accurate to the character. Also my grammar sucks. I really hope you enjoy this though! The italics are the speakers thoughts!

Chapter 1

Alfred's POV

My name is Alfred F. Jones, I'm 19 years old, and I just recently got out of high school trying to figure out what to do with my life. The dream was to be a famous, loved by all, football player but that dream got ruined by tearing a muscle during practice one day and then getting told by the doctor you can never play football again. Although, I did never have much of a 'plan B'. Sounds stupid? I know. That's life for you.

It was any typical morning. Waking up to the bright sunshine, going to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, and the great sound of your parents nagging you to move out of the house and get a job. I actually did have a job interview today at the coffee shop just down the street so I can save up for an apartment of my own until I figure out what I want to do.

"Hey Al. Another morning slept in I see". I turned around only to see my little brother laughing at me. Well not that much younger, about three years younger than me.

Matthew Williams, my brother from another mother. My parents adopted Matthew at a young age from Canada. Our family always made sure that Mattie never lost sight of his origin of birth. It's pretty obvious he knows too. When you walk into room there's a strong scent of maple syrup, hockey posters, and a huge Canadian flag. The soft spoken boy sure has pride for his country. I always told him we'll go on a road trip there after he graduates. Although you can't beat the home of the brave!

Me and him do look really similar. Everything just except the hair and eyes. His hair is a lighter blonde than mine. Mattie's eyes are also violet. He recently got contacts so people could tell us apart, but it hasn't helped much.

"Hey, Al, isn't your interview at 11?"

"Yeah. Why?" I turned to look at the clock. "HOLY CRAP! IT'S 10:56! I GOTTA MOVE!!" I threw on a pair if shoes and darted out the door.

"Good luck Alfred! Do your best!" I turned back to wave at Mattie almost getting hit by a taxi. That's New York City for you. Bustling and bright.

Usually the walk to the coffee shop was about a 10 minute walk, but at the speed I was going, I could make it there in three.

I threw the door open and ran inside yelling, "I'M HERE!". Trying to catch my breath, I looked up at the clock, it was 10:59. "And I'm not late!" I proudly said. Everyone just stared at me.

This is one of the most peaceful places in the city and I probably just disturbed everyone's relaxation time.

"Alfred Jones?", the man behind the counter asked breaking the silence.

"Uh. Yeah. That's me."

"Can you take a seat over there? I'll be with you shortly." I took a seat where he said to.

Everyone went back to their conversations execpt for this guy who had huge eyebrows that looked like caterpillars. He was just staring at me.

He seems deep in thought... I wonder if he trims his eyebrows at all.

I gave him a small wave and a smile. He quickly turned away trying to hide his small blush.

"My name's Antonio and I'm here to interview you." He sat down and smiled. "Let's get started."

"I got the job?!"

"Of course! I think you would be a great person to have on our team of workers. I love how outgoing you are too! Great way to get customers here and make the smile." I was trying to hold my excitement. "Just try to keep it down a bit coming in next time. We both laughed.

I can't believe I got the job! I'm so hyped!! Might as well be loyal to my job and get a cup of coffee.

After I got my coffee I hear someone mumbling. I make it out to be them wondering how to get to central park from here. I turn to see the person who was muttering to themselves, it was the same guy with the fuzzy eyebrows.

"Yo dude. Do you need help getting to central park? I'll show you the way if you want.

"Ah yes! That would be be great! As long as you don't mind."

"Nah. I don't mind, bro. My name's Alfred Jones.

"Arthur Kirkland". He smiled. I couldn't help but smile staring into those emerald eyes of his. He quickly looked away. All I could do is laugh at how embarrassed he got.

Little did I know, everything would be different from this point on.