The next morning, Alex woke up feeling more tired than usual. She groaned and rubbed her forehead. She wondered if famous singers felt like this each morning. She got out of bed and got dressed before she went to her mirror to brush her hair. She paused though when she looked at her reflection. Unless her eyes were deceiving her, she had a few grey hairs on her head. How was that possible? She didn’t have any grey hair the day before.
Alex shook her head and brushed her hair. She must have been really tired and imagining things. She knew that kids her age couldn’t get grey hair. She looked at her watch. It was only ten in the morning. She went downstairs and saw her mom heading to the door.
“Oh good. Alex you’re awake.” Her mom said. “I have a meeting to go to. There’s left over breakfast in the refrigerator. Eat up before getting your homework done.” Her mom looked closer at Alex. “And get to bed early tonight if you’re tired still.” She added. “You have bags under your eyes.”
Alex frowned as her mom left. She didn’t remember seeing bags under her eyes. She went to the bathroom and looked at her reflection. Sure enough, she had bags under her eyes. Her eyes widened. She took her phone out and called Alice. “Alice, there is something going on to me.” Alex said once Alice picked up.
“What’s wrong?” Alice asked. “Doesn’t sound like you have strep throat.”
Alex shook her head. “It’s not that. It’s something else.” She said. “I just need you to come over here.” Alex hoped that Alice heard the fear in her voice. “Just please come over. Just you, no one else.”
She heard Alice sigh. “Very well.” Alice said. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Alice then hung up.
Alex looked at her reflection again. What was happening to her? She felt like she was really tired. She took a few steps to the bathroom door before sitting down on the floor. She felt like she needed a rest. “Please get here Alice.” She said.
Alice went up to the front door and knocked on it. “Alex, are you here still?” She asked. She pushed the front door. To her surprise, it opened. That was weird. Alex’s mom always locked the front door. Did Alex unlock the door before going back into the house? Alice went into the house. “Alex, where are you?” She called out.
“I’m upstairs in the bathroom.” An old voice called out before coughing.
Alice jumped. She didn’t recognize the voice. She knew that Alex’s grandparents didn’t live at their house and to the best of her knowledge, Alex’s mom would be at home if they had visitors. “I’m coming upstairs.” Alice replied and went upstairs slowly, she had her phone in her right hand. She knew it wasn’t much of a weapon but it was all she had. She saw there was an old short woman in the bathroom. “Who are you?” Alice demanded.
The old woman looked at Alice. Alice’s eyes widened. She recognized the old woman. “Alex?” She asked. She didn’t know how but she knew it was Alex.
The old woman looked at Alice. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.” Alex said before she coughed. “I was fine this morning, just a bit tired and then this happened.”
Alice went up to Alex. “Do you not have any possible ideas on how this could have happened?” Alice asked. “You just don’t rapidly age in a few minutes like this.” She looked at her friend. Alex looked like she was now in her seventies despite only being thirteen.
Alex shook her head. “I don’t know.” She replied. She didn’t feel herself aging anymore but she didn’t feel herself getting any younger. “I need to let Nick Goldsten know I can’t perform anymore.” Alex looked for her phone. “I don’t remember where I put it.” She said before she groaned.
“What is his number?” Alice asked, holding up her phone.
Alex was silent. “I...I can’t remember.” She replied. “It’s like I completely forgot it.” How was that even possible?
“We can go to his office then. Maybe he knows what happened to you.” Alice said. It was worth a shot. She wasn’t sure if Nick Goldsten could help but they had to try to see him.