OMFG, thanks for the review! It's up just one day and I already have someone saying they loved it. It makes me feel very flattered. This story's author likes to express her love for the people liking her story. Don't flame if you don't like it. Please, on one of the stories I had written as a kid somebody asked if I was mentally ill as they hated it. But in fact, just like Ty, I have autism, so that stings. Try to keep it polite please! But on with the story!
Chapter 2: Keep This Super, Duper, Forever Secret!
Rose blinked as she sat down in Zero's house.
With a sigh, Zero peeled off a bendable lens, and Rose gasped in shock.
One of his eyes, revealed his true eye colour now.
It was a magenta.
Magenta eyes huh?
Rose tried to compose herself, and Zero raised a brow.
"No screams?" He commented amused.
Rose glared slightly. "Do you expect every girl to be an airhead?" She asked, crossing her arms annoyed.
"No, I expect all mundanes to be airheads." The boy said with a snort.
Rose blinked again and asked, "What on earth is a mundane?! I mean, I know mundane stands for normal somewhat...Is mundane your people's term for someone normal?"
Zero nodded.
"You're smart, aren't you little girl?" He asked and winked slightly.
Rose rolled her eyes.
She wasn't fazed at all by the fact he called her little, her neighbour Hendrik called her Little One or Little Brat as a nickname the whole tme, so she was used to it.
"I am I guess." She shrugged at that and continued to watch as he peeled the other lens off.
Two magenta eyes looked into her light blue hues and she bit her lip nervously.
"So, will you keep it a secret?" He asked, impatiently.
Rose nodded.
"Why not? In fact...I think it's kind of cool." She said, as she had been obsessed with the supernatural for a long time.
Zero smirked and sat down next to her.
"That's good." He commented and continued to study her.
"What's wrong? Is there something about me or something?"Rose asked, seeing him analyze her.
"I just never have met anyone with the Sight before." Zero answered, interested.
"The Sight? You mean seeing that branch move?" Rose asked softly.
"Yes, normal mundanes would have thought the wind moved it, or that I touched the branch. You could see my magic, which makes you have the sight...I wonder, have you ever seen strage things before?" Zero asked, intrigued.
Rose thought for a while and nodded, "I did, I think at least. I remember seeing a lot of strange things around Hyde Park. Like a girl with light green skin. I just thought it was a body paint convention or that I was going mad." She confessed, remembering the strange look in the girl's eyes, as if it was strange that Rose could see her. Had she been a warlock too?
"That must be a faerie. There's an entrance to their Court at Hyde Park." Zero replied, taking her in with much more amusement then before.
"Wait, faeires exist too?!" Rose exclaimed, captivated by the fact she had discovered a magical world, like Alice had discovered her Wonderland.
Zero nodded. "The Nephilim tend to say that all stories are true."
"Nephilim? Aren't those the children of humans and angels?" Rose asked, leaning in, getting closer to Zero because she needed to know EVERYTHING.
"Yes. They guard the world against demons." Zero said, bitterly as he remembered his adoptive father, Alec Lightwood.
Rose caught the bitter tone and asked, "You don't like them very much, do you?"
"Not really." Zero said, looking down as the Nephilim carried too much bad memories for him.
"Why?" Rose asked and Zero looked up, giving her a harsh death glare that made her heart beat like a little rabbit's.
"None of your bussiness." The warock boy hissed.
Rose decided not too press it, and nodded. "Alright. But know, that if you ever need someone to talk about your problems, I'll be there."
"Great." Zero commented. "Just my luck. I attract the mundane that wants to play therapist."
Rose glared. "Can I slap you?" She hissed, not feeling in the mood to deal with his grumpiness.
"Go ahead little spitfire. Show me how a mundane slaps." Zero mocked with a smirk.
Rose blinked at that.
He actually wanted to be slapped?!
She gritted her teeth and slapped him as hard as she could, her nails dragging along his cheek.
"Not fair. You didn't told me you would use your nails as well." Zero said, crossing his arms.
"Oh. Is the poor baby going to cry?" Rose commented with a teasing smirk,
She felt her heart flutter on the inside of her chest.
Here she was, with her crush. Teasing him and he was mocking her.
As if they were old friends meeting again.
She knew him enough know to know he was slightly grumpy about himself and his past, but amused at her as if she was a little kitten playing.
"You know, I have the feeling you're arrogant." Rose stated.
"And why is that?" Zero asked, amused yet again at her question.
"Because, you look down on me as if I am some toy." Rose stated and crossed her arms as well.
"But little girl," he leaned in and let their noses brush, "you are my toy."
Rose slapped him harshly again, though her breath hitched at their closeness.
With a blush, she looked away.
"Go to hell. I am not your toy. " She stated, glaring.
Zero rolled his eyes and smirked afterwards.
"But you will be." He said and winked.
Oh she wanted to slap him a third time!
"You're definitely a short tempered girl, aren't you?" Zero commented with a chuckle.
Rose nodded, slowly.
"I can notice that." He said and brushed some hair out of her face.
"It's time to go home little spitfire. It's past five." Zero said, gesturing at the clock.
Rose's eyes widened. "Shit!" She exclaimed and stood up.
"Goodbye Zero!" She said, before hurrying out of the living room.
As soon as she was gone, Zero laid on the couch, sprawled out like a cat.
'It appears, that I finally found someone worth my attention around here.' Zero thought with a smirk as he remembered her blazing light blue eyes.
Oh yeah, she would be fun.
His parents kept hunting the back of his mind though.
He poured himself a glass of Rum, before downing it with a content grin.
Tomorrow, he would have some fun with his toy.
"Until tomorrow, Rose."