Okay so would you guys read or click on a story here titled "Bane and the City" which would be Magnus centered and loosely like Sex and the City? Or should I come with a better name to sorta catch people's eye?
Everyone please give me your opinion! :)
And since people were asking me, Warped Tour rocked! Now I just can't wait for next year. ;)
Here is the fourth chapter. Hope you all enjoy it. :)
After a nice, long shower, after a long day, it was finally late enough to head to bed. I could finally sleep on my soft pillows and not stress out over my mother. . .
"Alexander, I have a confession to make."
Think of the devil and she shall appear.
"Arghhh, what do you want now? It's two in the morning!"
"I figured you were gay before that little kiss in the Halls of Accords. And don't speak to me like that young man."
"I'm sorry mom, I don't think I understood what you just said since I'm going insane and I must be hearing things. Can you repeat that for me?"
"Stop it Alec! You understand."
"Did Izzy tell you? I swear I'm going to hurt her with her own whip."
"No, don't blame your sister! I sort of kept an eye on you"
"You were what?'
"Well, it was when all of us went to Idris a couple of weeks ago but you decided to stay here. I wondered what you would do all by yourself, so I had a warlock over in Idris conjure a mirror, of sorts, to see you here at home."
"You were spying on me!"
"No, not spying! I'm your mother; it's my job to make sure you're okay."
The woman was shameless.
"Uh-huh, so what did you see that convinced you?" Hah, I remember that day. I was with Magnus the entire time. She gave me a smirk accompanied by a sly smile.
"You know what happened! I saw that you were with Magnus, but you two looked a bit too friendly with each other since we all thought you had only met once. The shocker that sealed the deal was when you two came back here to an empty Institute with a pantry that had chocolate syrup and whipped cream. Do I need to go on?"
Damn, I started blushing.
"Yeah, your mom thought you were in a relationship that you weren't ready to talk to us about. And she was right! Except, you know, it ended being with a man that was about thirty times older than you."
"Seriously Dad, you come in at the most random times!"
"Well, I mean, its okay! We got over it once we actually met him and you get past all the mountains of glitter. And magic. And color. And height. We didn't mind on the age much since he only looks twenty.
I swear on the angel, that if my family gets any crazier, I'll eventually end up in a mental Institute.
Oh hey! By the way guys, if any of you are also interested in twilight, go check out my story 'Coffeeshop Soundtrack'. Thanks.
--Bekah :)
