"ELEANOR JOCELYN HERONDALE! OPEN THE DOOR RIGHT NOW!" My dad screamed through the door and I groaned.
"ONE MINUTE!" I yelled loudly.
"NO! GET DOWNSTAIRS IN 2 MINUTES OR IM COMING IN WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" He yelled back and I heard his heavy footsteps down the stairs.
I groaned and laid back down in my bed. I'd been debating what to wear for the past 10 minutes. Everything seemed stuffy and boring. I was nearly 18 now, I had to look amazing.
I decided on the chunky sweater and leather jeans Auntie Izzy had bought me over the holidays last year. I pulled them on and gave myself a once over. The gold of my hair offset the cream of the sweater and the dark black of the jeans. I nodded and took a deep breath.
When I'd reached the kitchen I stopped in my tracks. Aunt Izzy's eldest son was standing there- shirtless. I felt my jaw hang open. 2 years at the paris institute had turned the 18 year old scrawny boy I knew into a dark and handsome 20 year old I wanted to know. "Hello." He said without looking at me. "I'm supposed to take you and my sister to school today."
"Uh-huh. Okay well I don't know who put you up to this, but I'm walking. It's a routine. Besides- no offense but being seen with Bea is a little embarrassing." I said and walked towards the door.
He laughed darkly and a tanned hand shut the door before I could open it fully. "I didn't ask what you wanted. I'm doing what Jace and Clary asked me. I don't really care if you want to be around Beatrice."
I turned and shoved him back. "I'm walking Taylor. I've walked every day before this and I'm going to keep walking. Besides- I'm meeting up with someone." I felt my cheeks go hot at the thought of the hot white haired barista I'd been getting a free coffee from every morning.
He rolled his eyes. "You act like it's a hot boy. Hotter than I am- which is impossible." I rolled my eyes back and whipped open the door and started down the front steps of the institute.
He was annoying and beautiful. He was going to cause me much more agony than I'd wanted this year. This was my senior year, my final year of mundane life before I had to commit fully to Shadowhunting. I sighed and pulled out my phone as I walked down past the park.
Hey. I'll be there in 5 ;) -E
I stuffed my phone back in my pocket and kept up the walk towards Uncle Alec and Uncle Magnus' house. As I was walking I felt my phone buzz. When I pulled it out I smiled.
Of course beautiful. I'll have that free White Chocolate Mocha ready for you and the Chai Latte ready for your friend. I look forward to seeing you - SB
I felt my heart beat faster. Sexy Barista was so sweet. After a week of me ordering the same thing he started to make it for me for free. After 2 weeks he had it ready every day at the same time. After 3 weeks he asked for my number. He was the perfect male specimen.
Dark black eyes and pale white hair. He was tall and buff. He even talked like he was way older than I was. Which I was hoping he wasn't. I knew he was at least 25, he said he'd recently moved back to New York after a stay in France. Also that he had some ginger sister.
I always was jealous of gingers. My mom was a ginger and was probably the prettiest person I'd ever met besides Aunt Izzy. Even then, she was a close second. She was 20 when I was born, and even at nearly 38, she looked 25. My dad was the same way. He barely looked 30, even though he was pushing 40.
My dad was the opposite of my mom, with flowing golden curls and dark gold eyes. He was probably way hot back in his day. I'd gotten my golden blonde hair from him, and my dark black eyes were apparently from some uncle I'd never met.
I stopped on my cousin Kerrington's steps and waited for the boy to peak his head out. He had long dark hair and piercing blue eyes- just like his dad. "I'm coming." He said and stepped out. "Love you, bye!" He yelled into his house and shut the door.
We started our walk towards the coffee shop and Kerrington kept babbling. "Okay, so how do I look?" I turned and cut him off. His eyes raked down my body. "I'm trying to impress SB." I clarified.
He nodded and looked me over again. "I'd say if Sexy Barista isn't begging you to fuck him in his stupid coffee shop in 2 months then he's gay. But if he's gay, I'd like to call dibs on him." I rolled my eyes. "Please, Ellie, you're not the only one who thinks his little white haired look is sexy." Kerrington scoffed.
"Okay, lover boy. Let's just get in here so I can get my caffeine and a quick peek at my love. Besides," I said and opened the door to step into the coffee shop. "Aren't you dating that guy Morgan?" I turned and smiled at Sexy Barista.
"Hello, beautiful. Going to finally give me a name to place with the gorgeous face?" Sexy Barista winked as he handed me the coffee he'd made for me. I laughed.
"It's Eleanor, Eleanor Herondale. But my friends call me Ellie." A look flashed across his face. It looked like recognition.
"Of course. I should have known Jace's daughter would be so perfect." He smiled and Kerrington tensed next to me. "No need to worry. My dad used to be friends with your mom. His name was Sebastian." Sexy Barista tensed. "My mom, Kaelie, knew your dad. Tell them Blake Whitewillow said hello."
He grinned and I as floating. He was so perfect. And he obviously knew my shadowhunting double life if he knew who my dad and mom were. I didn't even pay attention to anything all of school. The perfect man had just shown more interest in me than he'd ever shown.