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Is it possible to get diagnosed writers block fml... sorry guys ;-; schools a shit bag. Exams are rushing round the corner like a high speed train and I feel as if Im just chilling on the tracks with a sign saying "Run me over plz" and I have no time to do anything. Hows everyone doing? After these 8 weeks of hell I might be able to update them all more easily.

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This story finally has a plot to follow! Whoop go me! anyway this one is going to be fabulous and our favourite ship shall sail.

Anyway back to the story.

Wednesday 7th September

6:45am

Magnus POV

Still no call! Who does he think he is! the great Magnus Bane does not wait for the mere mortals to chase after him. I signed heavily as I dragged my feet out of the warm comfort of the canary quilt, trudging to the bathroom before any of my housemates could jump in. I must of been in there for while when I heard Rags angry complaints of going over the water bill and using up all of the hot water. I looked deep inside of my self but couldn't find even a single care in my soul, I was moping let me mope in peace.

I finally emerged out of the bathroom where I came face to face with the emerald prince himself, looking royally pissed off. "MAGS! I have been waiting forever, let me remind you that I pay the water bill! And so help me if there isn't any hot water left! You will start paying the stupid ass bills."

I just grunted in response, as I dragged my feet over to the kitchen where Cat was humming happily and drinking a coffee. I'm thinking pancakes...

"Cat you want pancakes?" I mumbled as I rummaged round the kitchen for the ingredients.

"Sure." She said absently as she tapped away on her phone. None of us are morning people. I busied myself whisking the mixture together trying to ignore that infernal bleeping of her phone. It was if the monstrous device knew that I was waiting for a call. Or a text. The pancake started turning a nice golden colour and it was time to flip it. -beep- I flinched causing me to rip the pancake in half with the fork, whipping my head around to see if it was my phone that bleeped. Sadly it wasn't, consequently that means I had a ruined pancake and an empty inbox. It was silent for another few minutes as I started again just as I added the mixture in again, I normally flip my special pancakes 3 times max for them to be golden and fluffy. First flip arced the pancake up into the air and landed expertly back into the pan. Slowly but surely cooking always helps me raise me from my grumpy mood. Up until the second flip... -beep- Shit. Was all I could think as the pancake stuck itself to the ceiling. I couldn't find it in me to care, it was Cats phone not mine.

"Mags we can just go to Java Jones for breakfast, I have a free first and can come to Vis Media to give it to you and Rags, I'm sure Miss Starkweather won't mind." Cat said carefully while eyeing my sad excuse of pancakes. Dammit Mags! You had one job! I just flashed Cat my million watt smile.

"Nah, Don't worry I can do it! It's just early that's all," I chuckled, as I poured the rest of the mixture into the pan. A simple pancake, just like the ones I normally fix before school. I let out a steady sigh as it began to turn back to the deliciously golden colour. Suddenly the door was thrown open by Ragnor as he waltzed in, letting the door slam into wall.

"Gimee the pancakes Mags?" He eyed the pan greedily, little did we know that when he threw the door open it dislodged the pancake from the ceiling, leaving it to free fall straight onto Ragnors face landing with a splat. That's when it finally hit me. Even if I was waiting for that special ring from that certain blue eyed boy, it doesn't matter. With my best friends here, Rags, Cat even Raph it doesn't matter that a potential boyfriend won't message me, with these guys I don't need to worry about ever being alone.

"IS IT TRUE THAT PANCAKES ARE FALLING FROM THE SKY?" Rags hopeful voice broke my trail of voice. "Are you god." Rags deadpanned. I couldn't help but cackle at the sight of my green haired friend wearing the pancake on the crown of his head like a hat.

"One side- is b-burnt and it fell from the ceiling not the pan." I was taking labored breaths as I wheezed out my reply.

"I take it back! You're not god! you must be one of Hell's princes descendants." Ragnor huffed grouchily as he shoved the pancake in the bin.

"Whhhhatt?! I'm offened I thought I was the devil! I'm in charge of the LBGT bar in the underworld, jeez," I bantered back.

"Bitch, Please." Ragnor grinned over the top of his nails at me.

"Girls! Girls! You're both pretty now get ready for school, so I can drop you off and get breakfast!"Cat scolded lightly shooing us into our respected rooms to get ready.

9:17am

-grumble- Arghhhh wheres Cat and the godamn breakfast! I cradled my stomach and laid face down on the table, letting the cool surface wash over me. I felt someone jab my side with a manicured hand. "Wasssup?"

I heard Izzy's laughter ring through the air as she covered her mouth, "I was seeing if you were alive or not." -grumble- "I'm going to take that as a no then,"

"Class listen up! We are going to start the emotions project! This project is responsible for 55% of your grade, so be careful what you pick! IT can be shown through humans, animals, plants anything! Just as long as you can prove it!" Miss Starkweather stated as she happily she flicked through a power point of someone who did their emotion project on water. How can you even do that? Water can't show any emotion. I tilted my head up so I could look over my hands at the slides. They had done a glass of water completely still as calm, a waterfall as excitement / wonder, a thunder and lightning storm as anger, a glass fallen over with water spilling out as sadness, a frame shot from underwater named as fear. I can remember that view... that's when my memories clawed me back their.

Suddenly his hands were back around my throat as he held me under, as my frail body thrashed uselessly as my throat began to burn and my eyes started to sting. Betrayal was fresh in my mind as my eyes began to droop. But then my body felt as light as a feather as my captures hands retracted, bubbles of oxygen burst from my mouth as I was able to use my throat again, only to realize that I was still underwater and it started to leak into my lungs. I saw a second pair of hands rush into the water, their hands tipped with green nail polish grabbed my shirt in their hands as they hoisted me out of the river, to see my best friend Ragnor looking worriedly at me before shooting a fury filled gaze at my stepdad.

"HE IS ONLY A KID! You're the monster not him!" A thirteen year old Ragnor lifted me up into his chest as he continued to hurl abuse at my step dad. Only to be silenced by a gunshot. I saw Ragnor let out a shaky breathe as he turned a deathly shade of pale.

"Rags?" I hiccuped as I pushed away from his embrace as he skin started to turn cold, "Did he shoot you?! Ragnor! Rags - Please- answer me!" Ragnor was too busy looking over my shoulder at where my dad was as I started to sob.

"No he didn't shoot me..." Ragnor trailed off quietly, the only sound that could be heard was the echoing of police sirens coming from the other side of the block, leaving me to follow Ragnors gaze to the gun in my step dads limp hand.

The same green tipped hands awoke me from memory, this time by a more violent way, a slap to be precise. "Cat's here with the food!" He grinned like a fool, only I could see the real message of Rags eyes, they were filled with the ghost of the memory I just had.

"Miss Starkweather? Hi sorry to interrupt your lesson but Magnus and Ragnor haven't had breakfast yet due to some kitchen issues, just brought them a coffee and a bagel to keep them going," Cat said politely at the door twisting her blue tie in her hand and holding the care packages in the other.

"Yes! Yes of course! But one question first Catarina," Miss Starkweather smiled jovially, "We are doing the emotions projects and I want you to guess this next emotion!"

"Sure Miss Starkweather!" Miss Starkweather straightened her saffron coloured scarf and flicked onto the next page, it was still on the water theme, but this time it was just a picture of an empty cup. What the hell?

"empty...?" Cat guessed half-heartedly.

"Correct!" Miss Streakweather beamed. "It's empty because it's as if the water has nothing left to give. Go give Ragnor and Magnus breakfast then," Cat nodded her head and headed towards our back table of four with me, Ragnor, Raphael and Izzy sitting on it.

"Breakfast has arrived!" She threw the brown bags one at each of us, we both ripped them open and scoffed the lot in seconds.

"How come you knew the answer Cat?" Raphael asked curiously.

"With my logical brain... I'm not entirely sure," Cat sniggered, before walking back out the class to continue her free.

"Oh yeah Magnus! My brother said he wants to talk with you at break time," Izzy winked at me, nudging me with her elbow. I just narrowed my eyes at her.

"Ok?" Leaving my mind preoccupied as I counted down the minutes till break, and wandered to drama like a zombie with just replying to Izzy with yeahs and grunts. What does Alexander want?

10:55am

Alec POV

All good to go! Go get him tiger ;) -Iz

So Magnus is going come meet me. That's a good thing! Then why do I feel so crap! ARGH Alec man up!

"Alexander." My train of thoughts derailed when I heard him call from behind me, I whipped round to see him leaning next to my locker, "You wanted something? You know you could always call?Or text? I dunno like something I suggested yesturday. Don't you remember what I gave you yesturday?" His eyes hardened slightly.

"I-I d-do," How could I not?! I can still feel his lips on- I blushed bright red at his comment.

"I'm glad you remembered that!" Magnus chuckled his eyes dancing from the sunlight outside, making his golden flecks swim in the green.

"But no, I meant the other thing, yanno to call," Magnus said softly as he looked vulnerably at my hand. "It's okay if you didn't want to ring..."

Shit NO! Of course I wanted to ring you. Have you seen yourself! .Of course it's not like I could say any of that outloud.

"I did want to call you...honestly." I started as I met Magnus's questioning stare, taking a deep breath before I blurted out "Ijsutwentintheshowerassoonasyouleftotescapeizzy."

"Pardon?!" Magnus's eyes bugged for a second.

I sighed defeatedly, "I went for a shower and half of it rubbed off before I remembered."

"Oh Alexander! What am I gonna do with you." Magnus laughed and reached over my side to pick my phone out my back pocket ignoring my beetroot cheeks as he unlocked it.

"Uhhh Mags what are you doing?" I finally remembered how to use words again.

"Just adding me to your contacts." He winked at me giving me my phone back, I took it from his outstretched hand and skimmed through the contacts only to see a startling contact name...

Boyfriend xoxo

If I thought my face was red before boy was I wrong. It shifted a new colour completely as if giving a new strange colour of red and magenta crossed. I couldn't even form real sentences as I just gaped at the sexy man infront of me and then to the phone and back again.

"You can change it if you want..." Magnus said again quietly. "But before you make up your mind, me going out with you doesn't mean you have to come out to anyone, kay darling? It can just be between you and me, and obviously Izzy. Baby steps."

I just rolled my eyes at him, "I'll keep it like that," I couldn't calm the flutterly feeling in my stomach as I broke into a wide grin. Matching Magnus as his eyes praticaly were a light with joy.

"Great! I'll pick you up Sunday blue-eyes," He winked at me before grabbing my arm and pulling down the stairs and out to the orchid to join our friends for the rest of break. I think this is the greatest day of my life. I couldn't keep the skip out of my step.

AN-

Thank you to any readers that have stuck by me to this point! Hopefully I won't leave it as long this time, but shitty exams and all. But I have a plan and I intend to finish it! Welcome to any new readers out there. Uploaded at my normal insomniac hours so my grammar is going to be on point... not.

The cute boy is no more. Turns out he was a tad possessive. just a tad... lol

Everything is going well for Mags and Alec I wonder how long before the drama starts to roll. (Our ship has got a lot more storms to sail through).

Love you all.

-from Insomniac who is trying to adjust my sleep pattern to a normal human