A/n: Hey everyone! Since today is the last day before spring break for me, I decided not to go to school and so because I don't have a lot to do around my house, I decided to give you guys another chapter to 'You're Not Alone'. I hope you guys liked the last chapter!
Anyway, on with the story?
Third Person POV:
After the encounter with the blue eyed stranger, Magnus walked angrily back to his house. He knew he had to pack, and if he didn't, he would possibly get in trouble.
In truth, he didn't want to pack. He didn't want to say goodbye to his house. He didn't want to say goodbye to his friends. He didn't want to leave most of his clothes behind. He didn't want to leave this life behind. But most of all..
He didn't want to say goodbye to his parents.
He couldn't bare the thought of telling them goodbye, when he knew he couldn't. He just couldn't do that to the people that raised him. He felt like that would be a betrayal to them. So he just couldn't.
He didn't realize he was crying until the wind brushed his face. The wind made the tears run cold. He was shivering slightly. Even though, California was a pretty warm place and he was wearing a black long sleeved shirt.
He walked until he came to the fence that bordered his house. He gave it an ominous look. Without his parents, this place didn't seem like a home to him anymore. It felt like a prison. But with a sigh, he opened the gate and walked up the cobble stone pathway. When he came to the door, he hesitated for a moment. He wasn't sure if he should just walk in, or knock.
That's ridiculous. Just walk in, He thought.
So he turned the door knob, and walked inside. He wasn't surprised to see that the police were still there. Magnus suppose, in a way that they were his guardians until his foster family came to pick him up.
"How did your walk go?" One of them asked.
"Fine, fine. I'm just going to go and pack" He said, and walked up the stairs.
When he walked into his room, the true reality of this hit him like a tonne of bricks. He couldn't believe that this could be the last time that he would be in this room. Maybe the last time he would be in this house. In this state.
With a heavy heart he rummaged around his room until he found his sparkly, hot pink suitcase. He laid it on the bed and opened it. He then went to his closet and started to pick out things that he wanted to take and the things that would have to stay until he could get them.
He ended up packing his favorites and the things that simply had to go. He had a good few pairs of skinny jeans packed, they ranged in different colors, although he had packed a few black pairs too. He packed his favorite t-shirts and button up's, as well. And he threw in a few pairs of shoes.
Now is the hard part.. he thought.
He had to decide what make up to take and what to leave behind. He packed a few jars of glitter and eyeliner. He decided to leave his eyeshadow. He could always buy some more, where ever he was going to.
So with the packing done, he dragged his over sized suitcase downstairs and put it by the door. He realized he only had a few hours left in California, and all he had done was pack and get ambushed by the stupid reporters. He didn't even say goodbye to his friends.
He felt horrible, and ice cold to the bone. With trembling fingers he pulled out his cellphone and pressed number one on his speed dial. His best friend, Ragnor Fell.
Ragnor Fell, was his best friend since he started school back in kindergarten. When they first met, they were sort of like rivals, trying to out do each other. But soon they grew tired of it and decided to call it a truce. And they started to hang out, and learned that they had a lot in common. So, they became the best of friends.
Ragnor picked up on the fifth ring.
"Hey, Mag!" He said happily.
"Hey, would you mind meeting up with me in a few minutes?" Magnus asked. Even to himself he sounded terribly sad.
"Sure, but whats wrong? You sound really upset" Ragnor noted.
"I'm fine" What a lie, the voice in his head hissed.
"If you're sure"I'm not, but you believe me.
"Thanks. meet me by Starbucks, kay?" Magnus said.
"Sure thing" Ragnor replied.
Magnus hung put his phone back in his pocket, and turned towards the police.
"I'll be out with my friend, if you need me. Don't call" He said.
He grabbed a sweater from a nearby closet and pulled it on, flipping the hood over his head. He grabbed his lime green Ipod and put the headphones in and turned it up. He walked out of the house without a backward glance.
The walk to Starbucks wasn't very far. Only about ten minutes on foot, and about five if you were driving. When he came into view of the small coffee shop, he saw his colorful and flamboyant friend standing outside of it.
"Sweetie, you're wearing black? And you have your hair down! There must be something wrong" Ragnor commented.
"Yeah, I suppose you could say that. Lets go inside" Magnus suggested sullenly.
They walked inside quietly and got a booth in the back. Magnus turned off his Ipod and took out the headphones. He placed the Ipod on the table. Ragnor was looking at him curiously, obviously wanting to know what was going on with his best friend.
"So, what happened? You look like someone died, or something" Bad choice of words Ragnor, thanks a whole freaking lot.
"Someone did" Magnus whispered sadly.
"What?" Ragnor asked, confusedly.
"My parents died, Ragnor. They were in a car crash and didn't make it" Magnus said with watery eyes.
Ragnor stared his his best friend, with a look of shock on his face. He couldn't believe that Magnus' kind parents had died. He reached out and touched Magnus' hand in a comforting gesture.
"I'm so sorry, Magnus" Ragnor whispered.
"Don't be. Its done now. I'm moving out of state tonight" Magnus told his friend with tears streaking down his face now.
"What?" Ragnor asked, a sad tone tinged his words.
"I got adopted. I'm moving Ragnor" Magnus cried.
"No! You cant move" Ragnor said.
"I know, I know. I don't want to move either. But the police say, this is what's best for me" Magnus said quietly.
"This is terrible" Ragnor replied.
"Yeah, it is. But there's nothing that we can do to stop it" Magnus said.
He took his Ipod and turned it on. He checked the time on it. He had to go soon. His foster family would be at the house in a little while, to pick him up.
"Ragnor, there's always calling and texting. And I'm sorry to cut this short, but I have to go" Magnus said.
"Okay, I'll see you again sometime" Ragnor said with a smile.
"But of course, darling. You're not getting rid of me for good" Magnus said with a little laugh.
They gave each other one last hug and parted ways. Magnus walked back to his house. But the only difference when he got back was the Mercedes parked outside of his house. He walked back up the cobble stone path and opened the door. When he walked inside, he saw a few new people, other than the police there in his living room.
There was two girls and two boys. The girls could have passed for twin sisters. They both had dark hair and blue-gray eyes and were tall. The boys didn't look at all like each other. One was brown haired and blue eyed and the other one was golden.
"Uh, Hello?" Magnus said, cautiously.
"Magnus, this your foster family" One of the officers said.
"I'm Maryse Lightwood" One of the dark haired girls said.
"I'm Robert Lightwood" The brown haired man said.
"I'm Isabelle!" The other girl said happily.
"I'm Jace" The last one said monotonously.
"Our other son, Alec, couldn't come with us but you'll meet him when we go and pick him up" Maryse said.
"Okay then" Magnus nodded.
They all sat down around the room. They talked about mindless things, trying to get to know each other better. Magnus found out that Maryse and Robert were in the film industry, but preferred to live on The Upper East Side of Manhattan with their family, instead of living in Hollywood. He found out that he and Isabelle had a few things in common, like their obsession with fashion and makeup. And Jace didn't bother to talk a whole lot, so he didn't learn anything about him.
While they were talking one of their phones went off. Isabelle stood up sheepishly and went to take the call. When she came back she had a smile on her face.
"That was Alec! He said we can go and pick him up now" She said brightly.
Maryse nodded.
"Are you ready to go?" Maryse asked Magnus.
"Yeah, I got my bag packed and stuff.." Magnus trailed off.
Maryse gave Robert a look that said 'What are you waiting for? Ask him if you can take his bag for him'.
"Where's your suitcase, Magnus?" Robert asked politely.
"That one" Magnus said, pointing at his hot pink suitcase.
Robert gave it a weird look but went over and took it anyway. The five of them walked out of Magnus' used-to-be-home. Robert put the suitcase in the back of the car and closed the trunk of it. Magnus got in the back of the car with Jace and Isabelle. He sat by the window, so he laid his head against it and watched as his house slide out of view.
They drove for a little while before stopping in front of a library. But who was there, surprised Magnus even more.
It was the blue eyed stranger. The one he yelled at a little while ago.
He was his new foster brother.
Crap.
A/n: Okay then. That is the ending to the chapter. I hope it doesn't entirely suck. I tried my best to make this as interesting as possible.
Okay, so I'm going to try something.. If I get three or more reviews, I'll update. I saw this done a lot lately and I wanted to see if it would work for me. So three is a minimum that I'm asking for :P
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Chantelle xox