At some point during his troubled sleep, Alec heard the alarm clock going off, but he didn't even try to wake up. Instead he threw a pillow in the clock's direction, sending it on the floor and, of course, breaking it. It that moment he didn't actually care about the damaged clock. And why should he when he was sure it was already not working properly? How could the alarm go off when he just went to bed ten minutes ago?
This is why at twenty minutes past eight, on Monday morning, Alec was running like never before to his class. The hallway was empty, silence troubled only by the thick voice of some teachers and by Alec's uncontrollable breathing. Five seconds later he stopped in front of a massive wooden door, calming himself down, trying to make his hair look somewhat normal and rearranging his notebooks. He pushed the door open and stepped hesitantly in the large classroom.
A few heads turned toward him, but Alec only noticed professor Starkweather's face who was not at all pleased.
"Oh, yes. Good morning, Mr. Lightwood. Should I get you a cup of coffee or should I go on with my lecture?"
"I am so sorry to..." Alec tried to come up with an acceptable excuse, but what was he supposed to say?
"Just take a seat and try not to disturb my class."
I am doomed, Alec thought as he heard a group of girls from the front row laughing slightly.
"So, as I was saying before the interruption, today's subject is the etymology and origin of the word legend. I suggest you pay attention, as this is your theme for the project. Each pair will chose one legend and will describe its connection with history, literature and science fiction universe. Understood?"
"Now the word legend is a loanword from Old French..." Alec heard what the professor was talking while he climbed the few stairs leading to his seat at the back of the class.
When he reached his place, he saw Magnus rising to his feet, in all his tall and glittery grandeour. Magnus took a few steps aside and let Alec occupy his seat.
While Alec passed by him, he felt a hot breath against his ear and heard a soft voice whispering the world's most flirty and seductive "Good morning."
Alec's cheeks reddened and he almost lost his voice so he just mouthed a quick "Morning" before tossing himself in the uncomfortable chair, turning his attention to the notebooks in front of him.
It wasn't Magnus's presence that made him shy and uncomfortable, but everyone else's. He was in a public place, in one of the best colleges from the state, surrounded by a teacher and many students – some he knew, some he had never seen before - and all he could think about was Magnus's lips pressing smoothly against his own. Their uncommon taste and imperfect curves, the way they were moving along with Alec's heart beats. All he wanted in that moment was for the kiss to last forever and all he wanted right now was for the kiss to never end. That kiss to last an eternity. Or maybe fifteen more, because the kiss, just like Magnus himself, was pure magic.
Suddenly, two long fingers, encircled by shiny rings, slid over his notebook and Alec saw that they were pushing a piece of paper. Her focused on the writing and saw that there was a number written in beautiful, neat symbols. Aphonenumber.
He looked over at Magnus and the young man just dropped a wink in Alec's direction before turning his eyes overt to the blackboard.
Alec's fingers suddenly couldn't move. He didn't know what to do exactly with the number so he just kept on starring at the small sheet. What should he do? Memorize it? Save it in his phone agenda?
"Well, are you going to do something with it or just stare?" Magnus whispered. He was grinning and his eyes were shining. For a short second Alec was lost in their beautiful colors, completely forgetting about the teacher, the class, his own tiredness. Everything else faded, blinded by the most beautiful light in the world; light that lived inside bright yellow and emerald green; light that said more than words ever could.
"So?" Magnus' smile widened.
"I...was...just..you know...ugh.." Alec suddenly remembered that Magnus had asked him a question and all he managed to do was to make a fool of himself once more.
"Uh, for God's sake."
Magnus rolled his eyes and reached for Alec's pockets, tugging his hand in Alec's jeans, searching for the telephone.
Get your hand out of there!, Alec's racing thoughts were saying but he couldn't form a single word. He just stared at Maganus's face, eyes popped open and face shocked like never before while two long and lean fingers were searching for something in his pocket, tracing the line of Alec's tensed thigh. Magnus was sure taking his time searching for that phone. Alec felt the blood leaving his face and hands. His mouth was slightly open in dread and horror. For a moment he forgot how to breath or if he had to.
Before he could say anything, he felt Magnus's lean fingers leaving his pocket, holding between them Alec's phone.
"I'll deal with it myself." Magnus moved his black-painted fingers very quickly over the keyboard and the phone let out a buzz. Magnus pulled his own phone from his tight black lather pants, pressed some numbers, put it on the desk and gave Alec his phone.
"Here you go." Magnus's eyebrow was raised and his lips slightly curved.
Alec reached for his phone and took it from Magnus' hand with a brusque move. He hid it quickly in his other pocket. Still frightened that anyone saw Magnus's gesture Alec scrutinized with one quick look the entire room. Luckily, no one was paying attention to them. Actually, no one was paying attention at all. There was a boy technically sleeping in the row next to Alec. The girls who laughed earlier were still gossiping and giggling. Other students were texting under their desks. Magnus was watching the teacher but his mind was far away, because Alec was sure that nothing that Mr. Hodge was saying could bring such a devious grin on Magnus' face. As for professor Starkweather, he seemed to be pretty deep in his lecture, actually thinking that the students were interested in being awake at eight in the morning, attending what they believed to be the most boring class of all. Alec figured that the majority of them were here only to fill their schedule with unnecessary hours spent in an uncomfortable chair in order to fulfill the University's requirements: 40 hours per week. It was either Mr. Starkweather's department – The History of Art, Ancient History and Archeology – or Universal History, Friday from 6 to 8 pm. It was hardly a choice at all.
Alec was almost sure he was the only one actually enjoying Mr. Hodges's class, paying very close attention to everything he said and taking lots of detailed and well organized notes. Every evening he would go home and highlight with black sharpies every title and important information so he could go to the library and read as much as he could about that subject. Yes, history was a passion for him and he was dreaming of majoring in History and maybe, someday, publishing his own work.
But for now, all he could do was to pay attention and learn from another person. Which was obviously impossible for two reasons: 1. He didn't get much sleep last night – in fact, he was sure he slept for only five minutes – and 2. There was this beautiful and very attractive man standing right next to him, a man whose kiss made Alec's stomach do all kind of flips and turns and whose hand had been in his pockets only a few minutes ago.
He moved to the edge of the seat, as far away from Magnus as possible. For the following fifteen minutes, Alec really tried to keep his head up and pay attention, but all he managed to do was to yawn every five minutes. Finally he decided to place his head on his desk and at least try and memorize what the teacher was saying, if he couldn't keep his head up and take proper notes. But his mind was totally somewhere else, coming up with all these theories and focusing only on what had happened at the beginning of the class.God, how could Magnus be so reckless? They were in a classroom, during a lecture!
At first, Alec tried to convince himself that Magnus' gesture wasn't as inappropriate as Alec initially thought, but then he remembered the way Magnus' fingers rested on his thigh for more than they should have. The way the corners of Magnus' lips lifted when he felt Alec's thigh tensing under his soft touch...Ugh, these thoughts were giving Alec an unwanted headache. He finally decided to give his mind the much awaited rest so the eyelids fell heavily over his eyes, the low deep voice of the teacher sounding in the backround lulling him to sleep.
"I'm going to give you ten minutes to discuss to your partners the theme of your project. After that, each pair will come and complete this chart with their full name and the theme they've chosen. Are we clear?" The teacher didn't actually waited for a response before adding. "Okay, ten minutes, then you're free to go." Alec heard the teacher's words like they were far, far away, draging, reaching his ears with long pauses. He just slipped again in darkness.
It wasn't long till he heard his own name in a sweet, low, voice.
"Alec..."
"Alec.."
The voice woke him up and he had to blink for a few seconds to see clearly. He saw Magnus' face slightly leaning over him and a beautiful smile curving the man's lips. It was hard to decide his best feature. Maybe it was those shiny and unusual eyes, or the thick, black hair, the way it fell over his eyes when Magnus leaned toward him. Or maybe it ways the way his lips danced when he talked or when he kissed.
"Alec...we have to go in a few minutes."
That was the moment Alec completely woke up. He woke up and he realized. He realized that he woke up because he had fallen asleep during an actual lecture!
"Oh. My. God." was all Alec could say, although his mind came up with far worse sentences.
"Shh..." Magnus had his finger across his curved lips. "No one noticed, besides me, of course. So let's keep it that way, okay?" Magnus was whispering and his breath landed soflty on Alec's cheeks. When Alec inhaled he felt the citric scent of Magnus passing through his lungs, leaving a sweet trace behind it. "Now, try and look as awake as possible and let's go fill that chart so we can pass this class."
Alec was taken aback by Magnus' calm. Was he playing stupid? Because that seemed to be the only reasonable explanation. "I. Fell. Asleep! During his lecture! Pass the class? I'm lucky if I'll ever pass the threshold of this building ever again!" Alec's voice was filled with panic and it was trembling along with his hands that had turned cold like ice.
"Shh." Malec gestured toward the front of the class, where a pair of students was speaking with the teacher. "Alec, calm down. I was kidding. Come one, everyone passes this class. Why do you think I am here?" Magnus' voice was now deeper, with a serious tint to it.
Alec lifted his had, hair falling all over his face and clouding his vision.
Magnus was watching him and apparently couldn't stop smiling.
Alec couldn't understand this man. There was nothing funny about this whole situation. All he wanted to do was sleep right then and there, because apparently his nap only managed to make him even more tired, if that was possible. And on top of that, it looked like he was going to disappoint Mr. Starkweather once more, because he had nothing prepared.
"I don't know why you are here. But I am aiming for PhD in History. So no, I'm not calming down, because I just screwed my chance to whatever I wanted. So I am just going to freak out until I come up with a solution. I don't know, it may work if I apologize and...ugh... maybe he'll understand if I tell him that I was busy with..."Alec's hands were badly trembling and his voice became a low whisper as desperation took over him. He stood up, hesitantly, not knowing what to do. He passed by Magnus who was still in his chair, watching Alec with a confused look, and headed toward the professor's desk, almost falling down the stairs.
He had no idea what he was going to do. Maybe if he apologized, Mr. Starkweather would give him another day or two to think about this whole project thing...Alec suddenly felt a warm hand grabbing him by the elbow. He stopped walking and turned around to come face to face with Magnus.
"Alec, what are you doing? You are not alone in this project, remember?"
Alec was ready to turn around and walk away, but he suddenly remembered the first week of school, the hallway, blue-eyed boy echoing down the hallways. He remembered his first impression of Magnus. Magic. Breath-taking. Heart-ripping beauty."Thursday in the library." were the words that left Alec's mouth.
"Yes, that's right. So I got this, Alec. Okay?" Magnus suddenly seemed serious.
Alec's body was still tensed, though he was more calm now. Calm enough to realize his plan was stupid and would lead him nowhere. He couldn't believe he actually forgot about Magnus taking part in this project too.
"Don't you trust me?" Magnus' smile was back, his eyebrow raised, challenging Alec to give him an answer.
Should I? "With this ? Not really."Alec guessed the only way he could make it up to Magnus for almost ditching him was to at least try and do it in Magnus' way. He felt bad for the way he acted before, but being alone with Magnus in a dark apartment, Sunday night, was different from this. "But I guess your idea is smarter than mine."
"Hmm." Magnus passed by Alec, going down the stairs and pulling Alec along with him. He was clearly not pleased with the answer he had received.
"Professor Starkweather! We still have to put our names on the chart." It was Magnus who spoke.
"Oh, yes. Come on, hurry. There is another group of students coming in this classroom in a few minutes and I still have to rearrange some things over here."
"We're sorry for the delay," Alec apologized.
Mr. Hodge lifted his head from the papers spread on the crowded bureau. He watched the two students standing in front of him as he was fixing the glasses that kept falling down his nose. It struck Alec how much the professor had changed. He was much older than he had been last year and his conservative suit was loosen on his shoulders, not fitting the shape of the body that was now weakened by years. But even like this, professor Hodge Starkweather had that aura that only teachers could master. It surrounded him wholly and his only presence imposed respect. Alec immediately let his eyes fall to the floor.
"Oh yes, Mr. Lightwood and Mr. Bane. Interesting choice."
"And why is that, professor?" asked Magnus.
"Let's just say that the destiny is no matter of chance but of choice as William Jennings Bryan used to say. Hmm...interesting indeed. Now, let's get this over with. So, what theme did you chose?" Hodge handed them a piece of paper filled with the name of the other students while waiting for the answer.
Alec immediately looked over to Magnus, panic spread all over his face.
"The Wild Hunt. We chose the Wild Hunt." Magnus answered nonchalantly, smiling reassuringly toward Alec.
"Very good then. Write your names and you're free to go."
Alec leaned over the paper and began to write his name but the professor stopped him. "Full name. I clearly mentioned that earlier in class," he said, obviously annoyed that he had to repeat himself.
"Yeah, sorry. I forgot."
Alec turned thec in his name in an x and finished writing his full name. He handed the pen to Magnus and after a few more seconds they were exiting the class. But before they could step out of the door, Mr. Hodge spoke one more time. "I expect a very detailed project from you two. And Alec, get some sleep." He send them on their way and pushed the massive door behind them with a loud thrust.
"Well, that went pretty well."
"Do you think he saw me sleeping?" Alec looked very concerned.
"No, but I think he could tell you weren't paying much attention."
"And why is that?"
"Alec, don't get me wrong. You look gorgeous and all but you seem like you haven't slept in years."
Magnus noticed that Alec's cheeks were a flaming shade of red and a shy smile was curving his lips. "What?"
Alec looked away from Magnus and started to walk slowly. "Nothing...ugh..just that... I feel like it too. Not gorgeous, God, no! Like I haven't slept in years. Like that, not like, you know. Like tired. I mean I am tired." The cutest smile was flowering on Alec's lips and Magnus suddenly remembered they way they felt under his own. At first, they were rough and hard, Alec being taken by surprise, and then they moved slowly, soothing over Magnus' lips, sending shivers through his body and awakening feelings Magnus believed were long lost. God, he remembered the way he almost felt their heart beating as one as their months danced and tripped and found their way back to each other. Those moments Magnus needed no air to breathe, but Alec's scent to keep him sane.
Someone shouted in the hallway and it brought Magnus back to reality. Alec was still stammering and gesturing with his hands.
"When do you have your next class?" Magnus reached Alec and they synchronized their steps, walking towards the exit.
The young man seemed relieved that Magnus had changed the subject."It's not until 12. But I really have to catch up on some work before it begins."
"You've got to be kidding me! You've got to get some rest! You need to go to your room and sleep."
"Well, I can't. I came with Izzy's car and I can't walk till there, sleep, and then come back in time. There's no point. So I'll just go to the library. I'll be fine. I'll sleep tonight." As he spoke, Alec couldn't stop yawing.
"Yeah, sure. Come on, I'll drive you to your dorm."
"No, Magnus, I'm serious." They reached the parking lot, but Alec kept walking in the opposite direction, where ,a few blocks away, was the library.
Magnus grabbed him by the elbow one more time and stopped him. "Alec, it'll be fine. I don't bite."
Alec stopped walking and was now watching Magnus, scrutinizing the other man's face with his eyes now a shade of blue like a frozen sea.
Finally, he gave up and approached Magnus. "Fine. I'll come." He yawned again and it only strengthened his decision."I have one condition though." His cheeks begun to redden one more time.
"What is that, blue-eyed boy?"
Alec's blush deepened. Magnus found himself wanting to touch Alec's burning cheeks and then kiss his trembling lips.
Alec's eyes fell on the ground as he spoke. "You have to keep your hands to yourself." That made both of them laugh.
"Come on, Alec. Let's go." Magnus lead the way to a black Porsche 911 parked close to the exit.
Alec watched the car with an insecure look and when he heard the sound of opened doors, he reached for the handle like he was scared he could ruin something.
They got in and Magnus turned on the engine, clearly pleased with the mechanic sounds his car produced. He glanced over to Alec, wanting to remind him of the seat belt. The young man was almost pinned to his chair and Magnus couldn't help but to laugh when he saw Alec's weird and clearly uncomfortable position.
"You know you can sit properly. You're not going to break anything."
"You drive a Porsche. I'm not taking any chances."
Magnus put on his seat belt and rolled down the street towards the dorm.
Song: This Old Heart by Gin Wigmore and then For You by Julia Stone
After a few minutes spent in awkward silence, Magnus decided to turn on the music, thinking that he could lighten up the mood. After all, he had the good-looking Alec in his own car. A chance like that didn't come every day. And although he knew Alec had asked him out, he had the feeling that it had been out of a strange impulse. Alec didn't overthink his words. He just spoke them. It was exactly what Magnus first thought of Alec: he wore his heart on his sleeve and he had no idea how badly he could damage it; or the ones around him.
"So, Alexander." This time Magnus couldn't deny it - the way the word enfolded around his tongue was no coincidence. He let the butterflies in his stomach fly freely, banging against his ribs, instead of putting them to sleep. "Like the warrior?"
Alec was looking out the window, his eyes wandering around the streets of New York, then he glanced up at the sky and finally turned around to face Magnus. "Maybe like the poet."
There was the silence again, so Magnus spoke.
" 'Nobody loved like I loved. Nobody suffered like I suffered. We all say it. And we all are right.' "
Alec's lips were slightly parted and his eyebrows were almost hitting his hairline.
"You know about him. Of course you do. What other secrets are you hiding from me, Magnus Bane, secret lover of romanian poets?" Alec was smiling now and it drove Magnus crazy. His whole features were lightened, and the rays of the lazy morning sun landed on Alec's messy hair and on his eyes, borrowing them its majestic light. The sun and the sea were living inside Alec. And then there was the way he pronounced Magnus's name. The way Alec's lips closed together and then parted...
And then he could feel it. The one feeling he thought was long gone. He felt the hope that maybe Alec would be forever. And that maybe he was enough. He felt the infinite posibilities that this fall could offer him. And for a second, what he could only hope was the future, flashed before his eyes.
He let the undeniable euphoria of new beginnings deluging his feelings.
The tips of his fingers were itching for Alec's touch. His heart longed for him.
Magnus couldn't keep it in him any longer so with a sudden turn of the wheel, he pulled the car on a narrow street and opened the door. He practically jumped out from his seat and lunched for Alec's door, popping it open. He immediately stepped away from the car, as though he was giving Alec the possibility to walk away.
"Magnus, what the hell? What are you doing? You could have gotten both of us killed. Turning the car like that. Are you insane?"
"Alec, just please get out of the car."
"Wish granted. I don't want to die in a freaking car accident. I thought you were..."
His expression changed when his eyes met Magnus's. "I thought you...Magnus?"
"Alec." The word was a desperate breath of air.
So Alec came closer, his eyes not moving from the man in front of him. For Magnus, those moments in which Alec was moving toward him felt like an eternity. He wanted to do something, but his knees were slighty trembling and his heart was beating so hard it was imposible to think of anything else but its thug against his ribs. That - and Alec.
Alec who was now standing painfully close to him and looked slightly worried. Magnus couldn't blame him.
"I thought I could, but I can't. You're too much. I can't." His voice was low and deep and filled with so much desire it sent shivers down both their spines.
For a moment everything stood still, and none of them deared to move or to breathe the air separating them.
But when you feel eternity being layed before you, you do not waste it, so he kissed Alec. He kissed Alec like he was air and Magnus needed it to breathe. He pressed his lips against Alec's like he was light and Magnus needed it to see through all that darkness.
At first he felt Alec's tensed body against his own, the way his lips were frozen, slightly parted.
But as he felt surrounded by the warmth of Magnus' body, Alec began to move.
At first, he placed his hands slowly around Magnus' body, pulling him carefully against his own. His lips were tracing Magnus's, with softness and care, as though they were so precious to him. And then Magnus felt the intensity growing. Such a swift one that it made him cling to Alec.
Feeling his lips parted by Alec's insistent mouth, it made eevrything around him spin around.
Magnus let his tongue slid between their mouths and it etangled with Alec's, sending wild tremors in his nerves.
Their heads tilted sideways and Magnus' lips fell to Alec's bottom lip, leaving the shape of his teeth there, again, and again, and again, till Alec pulled back and gasped, his eyes closed and his lips red and swollen.
The young man let his head fall in the crook of Magnus' neck.
Magnus was feeling the taste of Alec's saliva all over his mouth and before he could think of anything else, he sensed hot, wet lips leaving wet marks against his right collar bone. Then they moved all the way up to the sensible skin right under his ear, swiftly sucking that spot for so long, Magnus felt torching blood flowing trhough his veins. Alec slowly breathed over that skin, cooling the wet, firey spot.
Magnus' fingers were sinking in Alec's soft, black hair and suddenly his head was slighltly pushed sideways, making him moan as he felt Alec's lips follow his jawline and then resting against his mouth, not quite fitting with it. So with halft of his lips Alec was breathing hard against Magnus' right cheek, and the other half was breathing along with Magnus' mouth.
It took only a slight movement of the head for Magnus to part from them and rest his forhead against Alec's.
They stood like that for a long time. Breathing and feeling each other, because in those moments that was all they needed.
"Alexander."
Alec slowly lifted his head and Magnus saw his beautiful eyes again.
"I'm sorry. I got carried away." Alec was smiling with a shade of shyness that slowly burned in Magnus's chest.
Both their lips were wet and swollen and Magnus couldn't stop looking at Alec's, wishing with all his heart that he could live like this forever. Kissing Alec. Alec kissing him back. Alec cutting the rope around Magnus's soul with his beautiful eyes and heart-breaking smile. Magnus not sure if he should let the warm feeling he got every time he was around Alec settle in his chest, or if he should chase it away. Magnus kissing Alec. Alec kissing Magnus.
For a few minutes they just stared at each other, smiling with no reason at all, letting the euphoria of the kiss run through their veins.
"We should...ugh..." Alec said, gesturing hesitantly toward the car.
"Yeah, we should."
They got back into the car. Magnus couldn't help but notice that Alec throw a glance around them to see if anyone was there and he couldn't help but feel his heart breaking a little.
In a few minutes they reached the dorm destined for the second year students.
"I should have kept that for Friday night." Magnus said while laughing quitely.
"So, you still want to go out with me?" Alec looked really surprised.
It really confused Magnus."Of course I do. What did you think? That I was doing charity?"
"I just...I wasn't sure."
"Alec, you have to stop playing hard to get. You are beautiful. And I do want to go out with you. Because I like you. Because you make me feel like home and I forgot how that feels.Magnus thought the words, felt the truth inside his heart, but did not speak them, because they would scare Alec, but mostly because they would scare him.
Alec was watching Magnus with awe and hope and lust and so much more that Magnus had to look away. He looked away so he didn't see but only felt Alec leaning from his seat toward him. He felt his head being lifted by a long, lean finger. And then soft lips were pressed against his forehead, resting there for what felt like an eternity and his heart broke. Only to be put together, piece by piece, by Alec's next words.
"Every time I kiss you..." He stopped and sighed. "Every time I feel your lips under mine I am where I should have always been. I've found you."
Magnus lifted his gaze to meet Alec's and in those eyes Magnus was sure he saw something breaking. He wanted to lean over and kiss those eyes, meld them back together, but instead he moved away, because he knew Alec was scared. Alec was scared for letting those words leave his mouth and mind and there was nothing Magnus could do because it was not his war to fight. Alec had to do it alone.
He opened the doors with a simple click and expected Alec to get out and run inside the building. But instead Alec set in there for a few more minutes and after a while he spoke.
" 'How great are the dangers I face to win a good name in Athens.' " He let out a laugh but it was far from happy. Because if tears could be of happiness so could smiles be of sorrow.
Alec stepped out of the car, slowly removing his long feet from the carpet. He placed one feet on the sidewalk but was stopped to move further by Magnus' hand resting on his other knee.
"Alec, I'll see you on Thursday, right? At the library?" Magnus' voice was almost pleading.
"Of course, Magnus. Thank you." And with that he got out of the car, entering the dorm very quickly, without looking back even though Magnus watched him until he became a faded shadow inside the building.
And he didn't know if it was thank you for the ride, or thank you for anything else. All he knew was that his lips tasted like Alec and his heart longed for his touch. And he didn't know how not to be terrified by these feelings.
As he drove back to the school all he could think about was Thursday.
Alexander. Like the warrior?
Maybe like the poet.
Maybe like the one who can break your heart.
A/N: Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. They belong to Cassandra Clare. The plot is obviously mine, but I try to stick to the books as much as this AU allows me.
The quotes I used are in this order: The first one, said by Magnus belongs to the writer Alexandru Macedonsky and it is my own translation in English, as the quote is originally written in Romanian. The second quote, used by Alec belongs to Alexander The Great.
Happy Valentine's Day, everyone. 3
Hope you enjoy this chapter, although I am not so pleased by the final result. Let me know what you think in the reviews.
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As for when I will update the next chapter, I honestly have no idea. I have to be honest with you guys and I will admit that I have been procrastinating all week. I had this one week holiday and my plan was to write, write, write. It didn't turn out the way I wanted, but I had to rest for a while. The last days of school were killing me and I ended up...well, not so well. Anyway, thank you for reading this! It means the world to me! Sorry for any mistakes. I don't have a Beta, and I am very, very tired right now!