Busy Week
Monday-
Magnus didn't show up to classes, leaving me to present our project alone, which was fine. I still wasn't ready to face him, and he had so much work to do for the fashion show. Jace and Clary were still slightly distant from each other but they were speaking so I guess the Fray/Morgenstern family drama was coming to a close. When we arrived to lunch there were two new additions to our table; Maia and Jordan. Maia was talking to Izzy in a hushed tone that stopped when I took my seat. Jordan just rolled his eyes at his girlfriend who elbowed him in the side. I looked to my sister for some sort of answer but she had started a new conversation with Simon who was only mildly paying attention.
Looking around the lunch table it seemed that Maia and Jordan were the only normal couple who were happy with their relationship. Jace and Clary were always on the rocks which meant Simon was always worried since her still held dear feelings for the redhead making Izzy always uncertain if she meant anything special to the nerd. Then there was me. To afraid to announce I was gay, leaving any possible chance that I could be with the one I love in the shreds. Watching Jordan hold Maia's hand and the faint blush that formed cross her dark skin made me extremely jealous. I couldn't even escape them when school was over.
Today we split a cab to get to Warlock Fashions, and they laughed and joked the whole way leaving me feeling like a mass of dark energy that was about to explore. Once we were on the practice floor Scott practically threw us into the line for the final fittings so last minute alterations could be made. I still felt weird striping and changing in front of so many people but none of them had time to worry about me as they had their own jobs to do. Self-conscious nonetheless. As I was readying to leave Scott came up behind me nearly scaring my so bad I almost fell over.
"You don't have to worry about Magnus. He's too busy to see you off today." He said before passing me to speak to Storm and several other models.
My heart throbbed and my stomach knotted uncomfortably as I left. I had thoroughly avoided Magnus, and he probably didn't even know. Some friend I am.
Tuesday-
My morning started off with my parents fighting in their room about dad's campaign. Apparently my father's assistant took a poll and people said he wasn't open-minded enough, and too old fashioned. They weren't exactly wrong. But I didn't have time to worry about his job I had my own to get right. I still had problems getting my smile just right without tears stinging my eyes.
School went by too fast, and being in the same building as Magnus made me nervous, even if there were at least a dozen floors between us. My heart never slowed until I was in the taxi on my way home. Practice today was all the models in their runway order and strutting down the platform. I was, again, near the end which didn't make sense to me. Weren't the best models saved for last so they could show off the most beautiful and stylish clothes? That's what Isabelle had been saying the last few weeks. She was even more excited about the show than I was, and I'm in it.
Wednesday-
Like always, THIS DAY SUCKED.
Four tests in school, Scott yelling at me for tripping over my feet, and Izzy questioning me about the show when I got home. By the end my head felt like a ticking time bomb.
Thursday-
The nervous butterflies made their appearance, and I swear I will throw up on the run way Saturday. Scott wasn't helping with all his yelling and Storm was trying to sooth my nervous but only made them worse when she asked about Magnus. She giggled and let me be when she saw my reaction. I wasn't ready for a huge public event where all eyes would be on me even if it would only be for a minute.
That night when I got home I skipped dinner afraid it wouldn't stay down.
Friday-
THE LAST DAY.
I was doing better. The butterflies had settled somewhat when I realized that I wasn't the main focus. People wouldn't be looking at me, they would be focused on the clothes. I just had to smile and walk and not fuck up. In short I had been making myself feel like hell for something simple. At least that was how I was going to look at it so I didn't freak out.
We did the final fittings and quick makeup tests to make sure we all would look our bests tomorrow. Scott's face was scarlet from start to finish making him look like one of those troll dolls from the 90's. It made me wonder how Magnus was holding up. If he was sleeping at all. Eating regularly.
I stared at my phone on the ride home, but I couldn't bring myself to send a text to him. I really sucked as a friend.
I love you guys so much that I wrote this while at a BBQ festival today. The whole thing, no socializing or anything (except for a break to play on swings) all for you guys. Yup I'm determined to get a chapter posted every day this week to make up for my lack of updates for almost two weeks.
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