Chapter 4
Walking into their apartment, Jax, Elle, and Lysh threw their things on the floor and collapsed on to the moth eaten furniture. the apartment itself was no better. The wall paper was peeling and the wood floor was reduced to splintered boards that sang horrible when walked up. The faucets in the bathroom and kitchen spat rusty water for five minutes before it would run clear. This apartment defined "fixer upper".
Jax walked over to a nearby wall and placed her hand upon it. The room instantly became beautiful, and there was even a fan spinning overhead to ward off the L.A. heat. The magic wove its way through the apartment till everything was modernized and fresh.
"Why can't you just leave the magic on while we're out?" Lysh questioned.
"Because," Elle began, "if the landlord came in here, he'd have a stroke."
"which wouldn't be a bad thing." Jax winked.
"Speaking of him, when is he gonna realize that we haven't paid the rent in over two weeks?" Elle sighed.
"My magic should hold for a couple of months." Jax replied.
"Jax, you didn't." Lysh stated.
"You're welcome to pay the rent if you'd like. All I know is that we're broke and we can't afford to keep this dump anyhow."
"I heard that this place had a roach problem with the previous owner." Elle said.
"Please, don't say that!" Lysh cringed.
"Don't worry, I put an anti-bug spell on the place. We probably have the cleanest apartment in L.A.," Jax stated proudly.
"I just with that magic wasn't the bread-winner around here." Elle said, "It almost makes me feel useless."
"But we're not useless. Our jobs are just different." Lysh comforted.
"Yeah!" Jax chimed.
"We're defender of the innocent." Elle smiled.
"Can't we be called something else? 'Defenders of the Innocent' sounds too cheesy." Lysh rolled her eyes.
"Sorry, I was raised with Hollywood as a conscience."
"We're part of Angel Investigations now. I guess that defines 'Defenders of the Innocent,'" Jax nodded.
"We need a name for ourselves." Lysh thought.
"What about J.E.L.?" Elle suggested.
"J.E.L.?" Lysh asked.
"Jax, Elle, Lysh.....?" Jax began.
"Oh,...."
"That's sad Lysh," Elle smirked.
"Shut up." She snapped back before Elle walked into the kitchen.
"Watcha making for supper?" Jax questioned.
"Mac-n-cheese." She yelled
"I swear," Lysh began, "We've had that so many times this week, I'm surprised that we haven't' turned orange yet!"
"I can arrange that!" Jax winked. The girls laughed hysterically, causing Elle to ask what was going on. "Nothing!" was the reply.
"We should probably go in and help her out," Jax suggested.
"Hey guys, are the noodles supposed to go in before or after the butter water boils?" Elle asked.
Walking into their apartment, Jax, Elle, and Lysh threw their things on the floor and collapsed on to the moth eaten furniture. the apartment itself was no better. The wall paper was peeling and the wood floor was reduced to splintered boards that sang horrible when walked up. The faucets in the bathroom and kitchen spat rusty water for five minutes before it would run clear. This apartment defined "fixer upper".
Jax walked over to a nearby wall and placed her hand upon it. The room instantly became beautiful, and there was even a fan spinning overhead to ward off the L.A. heat. The magic wove its way through the apartment till everything was modernized and fresh.
"Why can't you just leave the magic on while we're out?" Lysh questioned.
"Because," Elle began, "if the landlord came in here, he'd have a stroke."
"which wouldn't be a bad thing." Jax winked.
"Speaking of him, when is he gonna realize that we haven't paid the rent in over two weeks?" Elle sighed.
"My magic should hold for a couple of months." Jax replied.
"Jax, you didn't." Lysh stated.
"You're welcome to pay the rent if you'd like. All I know is that we're broke and we can't afford to keep this dump anyhow."
"I heard that this place had a roach problem with the previous owner." Elle said.
"Please, don't say that!" Lysh cringed.
"Don't worry, I put an anti-bug spell on the place. We probably have the cleanest apartment in L.A.," Jax stated proudly.
"I just with that magic wasn't the bread-winner around here." Elle said, "It almost makes me feel useless."
"But we're not useless. Our jobs are just different." Lysh comforted.
"Yeah!" Jax chimed.
"We're defender of the innocent." Elle smiled.
"Can't we be called something else? 'Defenders of the Innocent' sounds too cheesy." Lysh rolled her eyes.
"Sorry, I was raised with Hollywood as a conscience."
"We're part of Angel Investigations now. I guess that defines 'Defenders of the Innocent,'" Jax nodded.
"We need a name for ourselves." Lysh thought.
"What about J.E.L.?" Elle suggested.
"J.E.L.?" Lysh asked.
"Jax, Elle, Lysh.....?" Jax began.
"Oh,...."
"That's sad Lysh," Elle smirked.
"Shut up." She snapped back before Elle walked into the kitchen.
"Watcha making for supper?" Jax questioned.
"Mac-n-cheese." She yelled
"I swear," Lysh began, "We've had that so many times this week, I'm surprised that we haven't' turned orange yet!"
"I can arrange that!" Jax winked. The girls laughed hysterically, causing Elle to ask what was going on. "Nothing!" was the reply.
"We should probably go in and help her out," Jax suggested.
"Hey guys, are the noodles supposed to go in before or after the butter water boils?" Elle asked.