Author's Note: I based this off of me and my boyfriend Mark. He has two siblings and a cat. My mom is dead yes and my dad is in jail. I don't care though. Anyway, I woke up at my boyfriend's house to a funny scene. He is really skinny like me; we're like toothpicks… lol… but yeah. He was cooking and his sister woke me up because he was singing. He works at Jets and they sing while making the pizzas. I thought it would be funny to incorporate in cause like… my boyfriend's got a good way at hiding emotions… so this was hilarious to see his embarrassment.
Chapter II
Taylor woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. She sat up, feeling Alec's cat, Munchkin, fall from her chest.
"Taylor!" Shelly whispered.
"Hmm?" Taylor yawned, humming her response.
"Alec's singing!" Shelly cried.
Taylor shot out of bed and ran down the hall quietly. Sure enough, she could hear Alec singing happily while flipping pancakes. Russell sat at the island/bar, eating some cereal.
"Oh what a glorious day," Alec sang. Taylor bit her lip to keep from laughing. But it was too much. She and Shelly both fell from the hall laughing and rolling along the floor in laughter. Alec stopped singing and turned to glare at his girlfriend and sister. Russell sputtered, choking from the cereal he was eating to KEEP from laughing.
"Alec es un bobo como," Taylor giggled in Spanish. Russell laughed and fell from his chair.
Alec glared at his girlfriend, not understanding her Spanish. Taylor finally stopped laughing and stood. She made her way and sat on the counter. Alec finished breakfast and turned to Taylor, who had a piece of bacon in her mouth.
"You look beautiful," Alec said to her from the food. Taylor bit her lip, blushing. Alec laughed at Taylor's embarrassed face. Taylor smacked Alec upside the head angrily. Alec yelped at the sudden pain in his head.
"Your evil," Taylor grumbled, grabbing a pancake.
Taylor left to the bathroom with her black leather duffel bag.
"School is in 1 hour!" Alec yelled.
"Okay!" Taylor yelled back and started the water.
Opening her bag, Taylor pulled out her lavender shampoo and vanilla conditioner. Taylor fingered her Dove Soap bar. Taylor showered and washed up. Stepping out of the shower, Taylor began to get ready.
Taylor threw her hair up in a ponytail, her curly caramel ringlets curling perfectly. Short strands hung in her face. Taylor then took her black glasses off and pulled on her clothes. A black bra, black tank top, a black skirt that went to her knees, black leggings with her knee high leather boots with a silver buckle on her outside ankle. Taylor dusted her eyes with black eye shadow and silver shimmer dust she got from the Mer fairy angels.
Quickly, Taylor clipped her owl charm necklace on and her black diamond earrings. Taylor put on her black glasses and walked out. Alec rolled his eyes and jumped in the shower. Taylor walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Black and red glinted in the corner of her eye.
Taylor lifted her head. Her electric guitar was resting on its stand. Taylor picked up the guitar and strummed the cords, tuning it. Her phone rang. Taylor set the guitar down and picked up the black and gold IPhone 6 (A/n: lol Mark has a small Samsung and I have a track Samsung).
"Hello?"
Taylor's eyes widened.
"Hello Queen Sintha,"
Taylor hung up and slammed the phone down. Russell looked up. Taylor shook her head.
"I'm fine," Taylor said, knowing what Russell was prying at. Alec walked out in his normal jeans, white tennis shoes, covered in scuff marks, and a T-Shirt. This one had Jets logo on it.
Alec grabbed his Jets hat and backpack. Taylor, when no one was looking, summoned hers from Hell, and then sung it over her shoulder.
"Ready?" Alec asked.
"Yeah"
Taylor and Alec dropped Russell and Shelly off at Child care as their school didn't start yet and walked towards their school.
"School of the Future High School… Wow," Alec muttered.
"Alec, at least we had a break off school," Taylor smiled.
They walked down East 22nd Street into their school. Alec went towards his locker, the 13 year old pushing through people. However, his 13 year old girlfriend only had to walk through. People avoided her like the plague cause you piss her off, you die.
Taylor got to locker 893.
"27-34-3," Taylor muttered as she unlocked the code. The locker opened, freeing Taylor's things. Just as Taylor grabbed her black binder and ELA book The Westing Game the metal door was banged shut.
"Eli! Look what you made me do! I'm so sorry!" The brown haired girl said towards Taylor after yelling at her blond friend.
"Gabby…" Eli trailed off.
"Hey, I said I'm sorry- OMG," Gabby stopped talking the moment Taylor turned around.
"It's fine, you didn't mean to. No need to apologize for your friend's actions." Taylor said and walked towards her class. Taylor went to her assigned seat and Mr. Mar started talking about The Westing Game.
At lunch, Taylor bought some chips and went to her table. Alec was there, fussing over unfinished homework.
"Where's Caleb? He said he would be coming to school today," Taylor said.
"He's over there," Alec motioned with his head as he worked on a math problem.
Taylor turned towards another table. Her anger flared. He always left them.
"I'm sick of Caleb," Taylor growled.
"We all are Tay, we all are." Alec murmured as he focused on his math.
At the end of the day, Taylor was walking home alone. Alec had to go get his siblings and Taylor needed to go 'home'.
She owned a penthouse, nice and fancy, at a fancy hotel. Taylor had the choice of a 5 star hotel a little too close to the school and Alec or a 4 star a little further away.
Taylor stepped into W New York – Union Square. The demon at the front desk nodded at Taylor before returning to a suspicious costumer. Taylor walked into the elevator and went up to her floor.
Taylor's phone chimed. She fished it out of her pocket as she weaved through halls to her pent house. Taylor put her phone to her ear after locking her door and dropping her bag.
"Hey, what gives?"
"I don't know, maybe u leaving us again and again?!" Taylor snapped. She could tell Caleb flinched and no doubt felt her anger.
"I'm sorry okay? I just wanted to sit with them-."
"I'm not taking that crap! You… You ungrateful basterd!" Taylor yelled. She slammed the phone down. Tears of frustration fell down her face. Taylor fell to the floor, sobbing into her knees as she curled up, thinking of all the things Caleb had done following the events cause by the most evilest person Taylor knew.
At sundown, Taylor had received a total of 57 text messages and 43 phone calls. Each a mix of Blake, Natasha, Alec, and Caleb. Blake and Natasha were Taylor's friends from elementary. They went to a different school, their grades not high enough to reach Taylor and Alec's advanced classes.
"All we need to do is just… Trust!" Taylor's phone sang.
Growling at someone's obliviousness to just leave her alone, Taylor answered.
"Can't you just leave me alone?!" Taylor yelled, feeling tears fall again, wishing she had checked the number. The fear of Caleb was now burning terror.
"What'd I do?" A small voice asked.
"Oh, sorry Russell, I've had a rough day," Taylor murmured, terror replaced with self-anger that she yelled at poor Russell.
"Can I come over? Mom and Dad had a fight… Alec was in it too," Russell whimpered.
"Oh my… Bring Shelly too… Poor things…" Taylor let Russell ramble until he left his apartment with his sister.
Taylor ran down the stairs, never having removed her coat or boots, and hailed a cab. Getting in, she told the driver the address.
Russell was sitting on a bench, watching Shelly play with some gaming system she held in her hands. Taylor whistled to get their attention.
The trio walked into Taylor's house and sat on the leather couch.
"Want to go flying?" Shelly asked. On the way there, Russell and Taylor told Shelly. The cab driver was a demon as well.
"Or can you sing Taylor?" Russell asked.
"I'll sing later," Taylor rubbed her face. "First, tell me what the fight was about,"
"I don't know. They were yelling in German," Shelly said. (A/n: Mark doesn't speak German, but his parents do. This time Alec does.)
"I couldn't decipher it. They were too fast," Russell murmured. Taylor hugged them, feeling that she was responsible.
BANG!
Taylor's head shot up.
"Get on, now!" Taylor yelled.
Her demon form grew over her normal body, combat clothes in place.
Shelly and Russell clung to her as Taylor flew through her balcony door's, smashing the glass, and flew up. Turning, she saw some… thing attacking the hotel.
"Sin…" Taylor hissed angrily. She spun and flew towards Russell and Shelly's apartment. Dropping them on the roof, she kissed each on the forehead. Her black lipstick stained their foreheads before sinking in, marking them under her magic and protection.
Taylor leapt off the building, flying towards the hotel. The creature was still there, laughing evilly.
"RRRRAAAHHHHEEEE!" Taylor roared, giving out the call of the Queen and the Guardian. People were snapping photos of Taylor and the creature.
"Queen Sintha…" A voice boomed, chuckling in the end.
Taylor gave a wolf snarl, allowing Sintha's personality to take over.
"Aw, Queen don't like," The creature teased.
"ARG!" Sintha yelled.
She snapped her legendary scythe out and spun, whipping the blade forth. The creature roared when the blade caught it's stomach. Sintha landed, her heeled boots clicking the cement.
Sintha snapped her fingers, her formal clothes and crown forming.
"Think you can face the Queen of Hell?" Sintha asked, her eyes glinting with laughter.
The creature roared and launched at her. Doing a line dance, Sintha side stepped him then stepped back on his head and she slapped her heel before spinning and stepping back, holding her scythe. The creature slashed at her.
Sintha spun and dodged, her weapon spinning and slicing into it. Taylor began to glow. She spread wings as she flew into the air.
"Honestly," Sintha laughed. "You really think so?" Her combat clothes reformed.
"Errrrrrr," The creature growled. Sintha landed and walked forward, swaying her hips. The creature spat acid at her.
Despite her heeled boots and wings, Sintha managed a perfect set of 5 back handsprings.
"Let's make this fair," Sintha said and snapped her fingers. Her wings disappeared.
The creature yelled, baring sharp fangs lining it's mouth. Sintha hissed, showing hers as her tail whipped forward. She jumped and pounced on the creature, her claws coming out.
Swiping the creatures white eyes, Sintha slammed her heels on its nose. The creature fell, but slashed at Sintha with it's claws. They slashed her stomach. Sintha stepped back, more out of anger than shock.
"You…" Sintha snatched op her scythe.
Alec ran to the front, with Russell and Shelly. There was the demon, glaring at the other.
"You dare!" the creature roared in her dark voice before slamming her scythe down on the creatures throat. Russell gasped and Shelly cried out.
"I've never seen her take a creature's life," Russell whispered.
"Remember, she became Queen defending her people from Sin, who knows how many she killed?" Shelly whimpered, looking at Sintha and the creature wit tear full eyes.
"Wait, you know her?"