Max sat at Crash, barely tuned in to Alec's manic rambling. She had the distinct feeling she was being watched, but she couldn't see anyone and it was quite possible she was being paranoid. She scanned the room once more unable to neglect her gut instinct. Cindy tugged on her arm looking concerned.
'You aiight boo?' she asked.
'Yeah, fine' Max said with a forced smile
Cindy raised her eyebrows 'You sure about that, cause you seem a bit edgy'
'Helllooo, I was talking here' Alec whined as Cindy and Max spoke over top of what he though was a thrilling account of his female escapades.
Max rolled her eyes. Alec must really be getting desperate for company if he thought they really wanted to hear about his womanising. Alec rolled his eyes back at her sarcastically and stood up.
'You ladies could drive a guy insane, I'm off to find Sketchy.'
Alec left the table feeling slightly socially rejected but still his usual cocky self. He did a few sweeps past the bar, no potential ladies or Sketchy in sight. He downed a final beer and headed outside. As Alec was about to drive off on his motorbike he saw a girl walking out of Crash alone. Something about the girl made Alec stop and take a second look. She was what he would describe as beautiful, tall and slender with long dark curly hair and almond shaped brown eyes. Alec was enthralled, her tight leather pants were just a bonus. He watched her walk past him and get on a motorbike down the street. Gorgeous, sexy dresser and rode a motorbike-Alec's perfect woman. The girl cursed silently under her breath when her bike made a spluttering sound and failed to start. That's my cue, thought Alec.
'Hey, need a hand?'
The girl eyed him suspiciously 'I've got two of my own, but thanks' she replied tonelessly.
Alec shrugged 'Fine by me if you want to walk home, just offering my services'
He turned to walk away grinning to himself, 1…2…
'Wait, maybe I could use some help' the girl called after him, adding 'if it's not too much trouble I wouldn't mind a ride home'
Ten minutes later Alec pulled up outside of his house. The girl raised her eyebrows as he stepped off the bike.
'Where's this?'
'Home, that's where you said you wanted to go' Alec said, playing dumb and hoping he looked cute doing it.
The girl couldn't help but let out a short but sweet laugh.
'I meant my home, not yours' She said, knowing full well Alec already knew this.
Alec managed to create a half confused, half embarrassed look. 'Oh, well while you're here you might as well come in for a drink'
The girl nodded as she handed Alec his spare helmet back. 'I am kinda thirsty'
Astrid followed the guy into his house. She knew he was transgenic and exactly who he was, curtesy of the ten minute motorbike ride staring at the barcode on the back of is neck. X5-494 should really be more careful about exposing himself, thought Astrid.
'Nice tattoo by the way' she commented while handing her jacket to Alec. She saw him falter a bit but the change back to confident and collective was so smooth anyone but Astrid wouldn't have noticed a thing.
Alec felt strangely uncomfortable as he suddenly wondered to himself what kind of girl just walked alone into the house of a man she had known less than fifteen minutes? She didn't even know his name, and yet she didn't seem even the slightest bit uneasy. Scenarios flashed through his head, was this some new trapping trick of White's, send in an attractive lady and scoop up the transgenic prize? When she mentioned his tattoo he had to physically try to keep the suspicion off his face, but then he reasoned, most girls mentioned it, but never so nonchalantly. The other girls all wanted to know, 'when did you get your tattoo' or 'did it hurt' and especially 'why would you want a barcode on your neck?'. This girl didn't seem curious at all and that rubbed Alec the wrong way. He made a silent promise to take Max up on her offer to help him laser it off next time she asked.
'So…how about that drink'
Alec snapped back into focus.
'Right, I'll be right back, ah, what did you say your name was?'
The girl smiled 'I didn't'