My New Seventeen Year Old Friend

[Alex Valentine]

Alex ran down the stairs two at a time, whistling Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life) by Green Day jauntily.
He was in a good mood because he was getting to do an open heart surgery.
The new black-haired, scary work experience kid was going up the stairs with a stack of papers and charts, muttering darkly to herself. Alex eyed her nervously, she looked like she could easily put some sort of curse on him.
Then, the kid tripped, her charts and papers falling to the ground. Cursing, she attempted to gather them up.
Now, Alex could be an ass, but when it came to something like this, his conscience really played up.
He went over to her, knelt down and helped her pick up her charts. "Hey," he said, smiling at her. "I'm Alex. You okay?"

[Maddox Walker]

For the first time in a long time, Maddox genuinely smiled. Maybe because this was the first time in a while that that any guy had been really nice to her instead of hitting on her or whatever. Or maybe it was because she noticed that this guy was extremly cute. Who knows.
"Yeh, i'm fine thanks. I'm Maddox."
"Nice to meet you Maddox, how do you like it here at St.Meredith's?"

[Alex Valentine]

Alex smiled, relieved as he realised she was smiling at him and wasn't offended by him helping her. He liked teenagers (in a non-creepy way, obviously), because they were like adults with a better sense of humour, and a better sense of fun. His cousin Marc was what, eighteen, and last time he'd been at New York, he'd taken him out on the pull - the most fun he'd had in ages.
"So, it's nice to meet you Maddox, how d'you like it here at St. Meredith's?"