OOC: Way overdue I know, but here's one of my parts, I'll try and get to Liz now too. VERY VERY VERY sorry for the delay

Hope this works anyway
~Alex~
I don’t know if this day could get more weird… The thing that have happened, the things I have seen… My head tells me that they’re impossible, that I have to have imagined it… My first thought is that someone spiked my drink and this is just some delusions of a drunk…
Yet then there’s another side of all this, a side that I can’t ignore. As we’re left alone in the living room of this strange house, Adam and Cameron going to get some tea, I look around, hoping that one of my friends will look like they understand what is going on, but in truth I just see more and more blank faces…
Liz is looking over at Theresa a little strangely, her gaze seemingly fixed on the amulet her sister is wearing which her fingers play with her own. I’ve never realised that it was the same as mine before, and I have to say although I’ve seen both wear one at one time or another, my thought was in fact that it was one necklace, which both just wore…
My own gaze moves to Kyle, and then Maria… Each are wearing the same amulet, and after everything that has happened, and the things that Cameron has said, I know that has to mean something…
‘A son…A daughter…’ I remember what she said back at the club, and also I remember that freaky guy who tried to attack us…
I shake my head, not really knowing what to do.
I’d freak out, but that’s not me is it… Maria perhaps, but good old Alex has to stay calm and collected… Even if I am practically falling apart inside…
I notice that Max has sat down next to Liz, and I find myself watching him carefully. I know he’s still the same Max I’ve known for years…or at least I keep telling myself that, but what did he do back at the Club…
I shake my head, finding all the questions flying round my head at the speed of lightening. Isabel choosing to sit next to me doesn’t do much for my focus either…
Just to see her, so beautiful, so close… Her silky blond tresses so smooth and just…perfect…
Okay, I know that I’m getting off topic, but what am I supposed to do. The fact is that I have worshiped this girl since the moment I met her… I’ve always been the ‘friend’, nothing more…I’ve listened to her complain about other guys, or alternatively rave about them, and all the time, I’ve wanted nothing more than to be that ‘other guy’.
I’m just a nerd though aren’t I…? I’m not a hero like Max, or a big guy like Michael… I’m weedy and weak, I’m everything a girl doesn’t want really… I don’t see how Isabel could possibly see anything in me when she can have any guy she wants, and as much as I want to, I couldn’t bear to lose her as a friend which I might do if I tell her…
So instead, I stay quiet, I try not to show how much her proximity affects me, and I try to swallow the lump in my throat and focus…
“Are you okay Maria?” I suddenly hear Tess’s voice and look over. She’s right, Maria really doesn’t look good.
I’m about to move to see what I can do, but of course I’m not needed in truth. Max tells her to sit down and Tess promptly provides her with a seat by standing up.
Next Max asks if we’re all okay, moving onto asking about the circle when he sees that we are.
I know that I don’t have any answers, so I’m as interested in the answer to this as anyone else. Unfortunately, I don’t know that any of us understand this, and Maria’s tact of turning the conversation in a slightly new direction, towards Max, seems to indicate to me that she certainly knows no more than me.
Max reacts to that by protesting that he asked first, and in any other situation I think I’d be smiling… The look on his face is pretty funny.
Anyway, he seems no more keen to answer as any of us, and moves onto asking about Cameron’s glowing eyes. He says that Isabel thought I looked rather dazed, and all I can imagine is it was when I seemed to space… Honestly, I can’t remember anything about what happened though, and everything else is something of a blur if I tell the truth. This whole night just seems like some strange dream, or nightmare…
I shake my head. “Honestly Max, I don’t know what I remember…I was dancing with someone…and then things went kinda blurry and when they came back into focus Cameron was there…” I shrug. “You probably have more idea than me what happened…”