Sorry that I have not added any new stories for a while. School and personal life got in the way. But, this is a crossover with TMI and Twilight. I do not own any characters that are mentioned in this story, they belong to Cassandra Clare. Oh, and in this story, Max is alive (I cannot remember which book he died in). Ch.1 has no Twilight characters in it.
(Alec's POV)
About a week previous
"Alec, can you take your siblings to that candy place down town?" My mom, Maryse, asked me.
I shrugged. "Sure. I thought you said that you don't like the workers."
"I don't, but your siblings have been behaving lately, so they need a treat."
I think about that one time we went after Izzy got a hundred on her finals. One of the workers stared at me and Mary's did not like that at all. I did not mind it, but I blushed a lot. "Alright. Izzy, Max. Let's go to More Than Sweets."
Max comes running down the stairs with a comic book and wearing baggy jeans and a worn out shirt. I think it is called manga. I'll have to ask Simon. Izzy comes down the stairs a little more gracefully, holding a hand mirror and a tube of lipstick. I think it is lipstick, it might be the black stuff she puts on her eyelashes. She is wearing a red dress, probably to try an woo an employee. I rolled my eyes. Mary's waved at the other two as we headed out the door. "Don't eat too much candy!" She yelled, but the door was already shut.
Izzy laughed. "Yeah,right. Why not get a huge sugar rush?" As soon as we got into the car, Max shoved his face into the book he brought. Izzy climbed into the passenger side and started to apply (I was right) lipstick. It was a bright red color, same shade as her dress. Again, I roll my eyes.
There was a decent sized crowd at More Than Sweets. Max stood of to the side and continued to read. Of course,Izzy went of to flirt the some guys in the corner. And I stood in line.
I saw one of the guys give Izzy a piece of paper. She smiled and walked over to me. I wonder how many time I will roll my eyes today. "OMG! He gave me his number!" Izzy squealed.
"Good for you." I say. The line was getting shorter and I noticed the employee that stared at me last time. He was kind of hard to forget. Today he was wearing a dark blue button down shirt and black pants. With lots of glitter and eyeliner. His hair was gelled back and he was wearing black diamond stud earrings.
Izzy poked me in the arm. "What?" I asked, not looking away from the guy.
"Your staring." She said. This comment made me look away from him and looks at my sister. "You think he's cute." This was not a question.
"He's probably straight." I say. I can feel my face heat up, so I look down at my shoes.
"Next." Someone says. I look up to see that it is my turn and that the guy is looking at me. When he sees me, his frown converts into a smile. "Well, my day just got better. How may I help you?" He asks me.
"Um..." My mind went blank. Thankfully, Izzy took over. She ordered some chocolate for her and some thing I didn't quit catch. After she finishes ordering, she goes and sits down at the table with the guys. I stand in the "Pick Up Here" line. I catch the name on the glittery guy name tag. Magnus Bane, I thought, Interesting.
He writes something on a napkin and put in a plastic bag. He handed me the bag and winked at me. "Call me." He says. I feel a blush burn my cheeks. That what he wrote on the napkin.
I take the bag, and turning on my heal, walk out of the store. Izzy and Max follow me to the car. "I saw that." Izzy said.
"And what was that?" I stall. I am totally not prepared to talk to Izzy about this.
"You got his number." She smiled. "Finally, you got someone's number. Does this mean that you are going to come out?"
"No." I say without any emotion. She has no filter what so ever. I got a number, not a boyfriend, so still no reason to come out. I tell Izzy as much. She scowls.
Once we got home, I went to my room. With nothing to do, I stare at the ceiling, thinking about why someone as hot as Magnus would go for someone like me. Maybe it was a joke? No. He looked to serious for it to be a joke. I decide to text him so that he will have my number too. He texts back a bunch of smiley faces and hearts.
"Dinner!" Maryse calls. I pocket my phone and bound down the stairs. "Well, someone is in a good mood."
"Sure am." I reply, sitting in my normal seat at the table. Izzy, Max and, Robert, my dad, fill in at the table. Maryse serves the food, then sits herself.
"Any good or bad news?" Robert asks. It's a family tradition to tell what happened throughout our day at dinner whether it is good or bad news.
"Alec got someone's phone number." Max said. "Izzy too."
"Sure did." Izzy said. She smiled and showed Maryse and Robert the slip of paper, maybe so they can do their "make sure they are appropriate for you" rule.
My phone buzzes and I secretly check it under the table. See me tomorrow at eight? Mark's Coffee? The text said.
Sure, I reply. I look up to see everyone staring at me. "Is that the someone?" Robert asks.
"No." I lie and I am so bad at lying. Izzy raises her eyebrow and I shoot her a pleading look.
Maryse smiles. "What is her name?" They always assume that it's a girl.
"It's just a friend texting me." Technically true, kind of. Thankfully, they move on to Izzy and her number. Dinner couldn't finish any faster. Izzy has to explain everything in full detail. I was finally able to retreat to my room, where I fret over my outfit for tomorrow, something I never do. But I can't go on my first date looking horrible.