Alexander was the oldest boy in the family, of course aside from his father. He was very protective of his twin sister, often embarrassing her with his overprotectiveness. While she was quiet at school, he was the complete opposite, being one of the popular guys, getting caught up in the crowd at times and becoming involved in bullying on occasion but as soon as he realised what had happened, he felt extremely guilty and it took Freya days to pull him out of his guilt stricken slump.

He hadn't been interested in football, choosing instead to join the drama club and earning himself a reputation as a heart-throb with all the girls swooning over him, especially after he had revealed his talent in singing in the last school musical. His parents couldn't have been prouder and there was currently a program from the musical sitting on the kitchen bench, his signature on the front, for everyone to see.

As of yet, he didn't have a serious girlfriend but he did have his sights set on a pretty blonde girl named Rachel Matthews. The two of them were friends and those around them could tell that they were clearly into each other but neither of them had made a move. Freya loved to tease him about it, saying that if he didn't make a move soon, she'd give up and move on to some other guy. He always laughed it off but inside, the thought gnawed away at him.

He spent a lot of his time working on arts related things and he had actually had a painting published in the school newspaper. When he was younger, he'd copped a bit of bullying because of his natural artistic streak but he'd learnt to overcome it and now didn't bother to hide his talent.

Unlike his sister, though, his social image was very important to him, probably because of the bullying, and wouldn't go as far in protecting his family as Freya. Although he did once beat up a kid who had been picking on Oscar. He'd been suspended for it but his parents told him he'd done the right thing, although they did tell him he'd gone a bit too far.

There were times when he felt a bit lost in the crowd of siblings that was always around but he knew that his parents did try their best to make sure that each child got an equal share of their time. He also knew that his artistic talent pushed him more into the spotlight and tried to not brag about it so much at home. School, however, was a different story and he was allowed to brag about his work whenever he liked. His friends often called him a teacher's pet in his art classes because the teachers loved him. It was the same in drama and music.