One

The room was white.The florescent lights reflected off the white tiles on the spotless floor.The door opened and Brittany Reed turned around slowly to see who had just walked in.Her fair face was impassive as she raised an eyebrow.

"McLean?"

"Yep." the tall man said standing in the doorway.Turning around in her chair she smiled inwardly at herself.

"Come on in." she said opening a vanilla pocket folder.Looking up she starred at the man before her.Long blue hair which was interwoven messily with a blue bandana to match the shade.Blue sunglasses covered his eyes slightly.Dark baggy denim and a black wife beater was his dress of choice.A sly,sexy smile hung on his thin pale pink lips that were surrounded by a thin, nicely trimmed goatee.

Various tattoes decorated his sculpted arms as silver rings adorned his short fingers.His nails were a dark blue color and the paint was beginning to chip.He wore a small crucifix around his neck.

"So hello..."

"Alexander...but you can call me Alex or Alexander.Which ever you want baby?" he said making a clicking sound with his tongue.Brittany saw him wink through his glasses.

Grinning she starred down at her paper while rubbing her neck.

"I'll call you Alex." she stated.He nodded while his arms draped over the luxious chair that he occupied.

"And your name is?"

"Brittany Reed.You can call me Brittany."

He nodded in acknowledgement.Sighing she tapped the pen she held against her chin.

Pulling a cigarette form his pocket he sighed.

"Can I smoke in here?"

"Sure...be my guest."

"Good,cause it's one of the things I'm atually good at."

Brittany nodded at that. She scribbled something down against a piece of paper.

"And why do you think that?" Brittany asked leaning into her desk.AJ took a slow drag from is ciagarette as he looked out the window then removed his glasses from his eyes.

"It started when I was six."