A/N: Dear cnguyen7899, calm down. Please, I was kidding! Sorry that I made you feel like a jerk. As for everyone else, ENJOY! :P
Chapter 3: Dragons or Drakes, which one is more magical?
The next morning was a bit strange for me. I woke up in a large bed that had golden, silk sheets, and my shirt had been ripped open. The realization hit me, and I checked to make sure I still had my jeans on. Thank the lord, they were still on and in good condition. The only question that remained in my mind was, who did that arm belong to?
I looked behind me slowly to see a very much passed out Drake Stone. My eyes widened then I thought for a moment. I came into his house, put on one of his shirts, told him a ton about me, got drunk, and probably made out with him but still had retained my virtue. I was ok... I was going to be ok... I was not ok... I was going to freak out... I was going to get dressed quickly.
As of the moment I pulled on my shirt, last night had not happened, and Drake was not waking up. I slowly sat down on the edge of the bed as I pulled on my boots to leave. Tattooed arms wrapped around my waist," Leaving without saying goodbye? Not very nice," he murmured in my ear, the breath on my neck sending shivers down my spine.
I closed my eyes," I have to make sure Shelby hasn't destroyed the apartment while she was looking for food," I said, fighting the urge to turn around and kiss him.
He kissed the back of my neck, and I bit back a soft groan," Alright, Jay," he said, standing up," I'll need your number, so I can call you whenever."
I rolled my eyes, digging through my purse for a pen or a marker or something. I pulled out a black pen with a dragon wrapped along the length of it," Ok," I said, ripping a piece off of a skull sketch," Here's my number. Not a promise, not a date, just my number." I handed him the paper, gave him a cheeky grin, and strode out of his penthouse and down to the subway station.
When I stepped inside, I was tackled by an insane, worried, sobbing ginger," Where da hell you been?" Shelby cried, " I mean it! You stay out for two nights in a row, fail to wake me up, and come back smelling like Polo Black and aftershave! What is up and who's the guy?" she sobbed, jabbing my shoulder with her finger.
I rolled my eyes," If I make you waffles, will you let it all go?" I asked, running a hand through my hair.
She instantly quit crying and nodded so much she looked like a bobble head. I grinned and began making waffles for my insane, ginger friend. She strode into the kitchen and looked at the calendar," It's the end of the week, what color is it gonna be this time?" she asked, gesturing to my hair.
I grinned," Red. Nice, hot-rod red," I purred, putting several chocolate chip waffles on Shelby's plate.
She grinned and began wolfing down the food while I strode off towards the bathroom. I closed the door behind me and looked at myself in the mirror," Alright, time to change," I said, focusing on the highlights in my hair.
I raised my ring to touch my hair and watched as the highlights changed from bright purple to a gorgeous red color. Grinning, I stepped out of the bathroom and gestured to my hair. Shelby squealed and played with it for a little bit," So cool!" she squealed over and over.
If I thought my life was weird enough, I was dead wrong. After Shelby and I finished eating dinner that night, I heard someone knocking on the door. Shelby jumped up and shot to the door," Hi!" she squealed.
Then the universe decided I was going to have a bad night," Hello, is Jessica here?" Balthazar asked.
I jumped up and ran to the door," Oh, uh, hi, erm, Uncle Balthazar," I said, trying to avoid feeaking Shelby out," Wh-what are you doing here?" I asked, trying not to panic.
" I was going to take you and Dave to Chinatown, remember?" he said, grabbing my wrist.
I looked over my shoulder at Shelby," This might take a while, don't wait up!" I said, closing the door behind me as I was dragged down the hall.
Sure enough, Dave was waiting outside in Balthazar's old car," Great! Let's go!" Dave shouted, scooting over as I got in.
Once in Chinatown, we all began looking around for the Grimhold and split up. I was about to walk into a shop when an Asian man with really long fingernails was thrown out of a window and landed to my right," Whoa dude, are you alright?" I asked, dashing over to him.
He stood up, looked me over, and glared me down," Jay," I looked up to see Balthazar standing in a window looking at me," You should run."
I gave the Asian man a nervous smile then took off into the crowd. I shoved several people out of my way until I crashed into Dave," Dave! We need to get out of here!" RAAAAWR!
We both turned to see a huge dragon," Ok, time to go!" We darted into a building and started running upstairs and towards the fire escape.
Dave was the first one to get out onto the metal staircase and blocked my way out," Dave! Move!" I screamed, desperately trying to push him out of my way before the dragon turned me into barbecue.
He scrambled out of the way, and I barely made it out before being completely charred but got a nasty burn across my back. I full out screamed in pain and didn't even realize that my phone was going off until I felt the vibrations on my leg.
I whipped it out of my pocket to see and unknown number," Hello?"
" Hallo, love!" Drake said," You left your jacket in my penthouse. You should come back over and get it."
" Oh, right!" I said, scrambling up the fire escape," I'll be over in a bit. I'm a bit busy with a malfunctioning, er, tesla coil," I lied, biting back a scream as the dragon burst out of the wall," Gotta go."
I aimed my ring at the dragon's face then took a deep breath. The dragon lunged at me, and I shot flames out of my ring, driving the giant beast back as Dave shot its tail with flames as well.
Balthazar finished the Asian sorcerer off on the ground then looked up at us. I let out a triumphant laugh then took off out of the building then ran down the street towards Drake's penthouse. The burn on my back not hurting as much as I had expected.
When I got to Drake's apartment, I was greeted by Drake wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing me passionately until I let out a hiss of pain. He instantly jumped back and took a look at the singed shirt I was wearing," What happened to you? Yesterday you walked in looking like someone tried to drown you and this time you look like someone tried to fry you," he said, gently running his fingers over my back.
I thought for a second," The tesla coil fired on its own and shot me in the back. The shirt caught fire, and Shelby thought she could put it out by spraying it with her hairspray," I lied, hissing as he pressed lightly against the raw skin.
He gave me a concerned look then sighed," C'mon, I'll help you put on another shirt," he said, leading me into his bedroom and making me sit down on the edge of his bed," First, we need to get that charred scrap of cloth off of you," he said, gently pulling the ruined shirt over my head.
I felt a light blush creep up on my cheeks as he sat down next to me and began running his fingers across my back. He kissed my right shoulder blade, and it instantly felt better. Then, all the places he ran his fingers over felt better," That should take care of the pain, but I can't keep it from scarring," he whispered, stroking my now healed back.
He stood up and crossed the room to his dressers and pulled out a dark gray shirt," I'll try not to rip that one off of you," he said jokingly.
I laughed and caught the shirt as he tossed it to me," I'll hold you to that," I said, pulling it over my head.
It then registered in my mind that he had just used real magic," How did you heal my back?" I asked, standing up and taking a step towards.
He froze in his tracks on his way towards the bar," Uh, right," he turned towards me," I'm a real live sorcerer." He closed his eyes and braced himself for taunts that most people would give. Instead he found himself floating in midair with me smirking at him.
He laughed and pointed at me," You are a true gem, love!" he said, slowly lowering himself to the ground and crossing the room to kiss me again.
We then spent the next hour laughing and talking about magic and what spells we could use. He seemed a bit overly impressed that I could change my hair color at will. He was a bit strange but one hell of a kisser, so I could let the strangeness slide.
Later, it began raining outside, and I didn't exactly feel like going outside when Drake had made a really awesome fire in his penthouse. For the second day in a row, I ended up having a drink with him and talking about my family.
The next morning turned out as a basic repeat of last night except I could remember everything up until Drake passed out on the floor. Also, when I went back to check on Shelby, I didn't forget my jacket. Sadly, when I reached Shelby, I got a call from an unknown number. It was Drake. Again.