Chapter Nine: It's Dinner Time.

I was staring into the mirror, Izzy had dressed me up, she found a black long-long sleeved t-shirt with black jeans. Simple but effective, 'You look great!' Izzy said admiring her work, 'Alec you really need more clothes, tomorrow I'm going to take you shopping and buy you a whole new wardrobe.'

'I don't think that's necessary Izzy, my clothes are fine.'

'You've got to be joking me, your clothes have either holes in them or they're seriously out-dated.'

'They're fine.'

'They're not.' She argued.

'I think you and Magnus would make a better shopping couple than you and I.'

'That's a good idea. I could use someone's help with choosing clothes. And plus, I can tell him embarrassing stories about you.'

'Or maybe not,' I thought about all the stories she would be telling, 'Definitely not!'

'Fine, I'll just have to tell him them tonight then,' she burst out laughing, 'do you remember that time-' She couldn't even finish her sentence, she had tears running down her face, making her mascara run. We heard the door bell ring, that meant one thing, Magnus was here.

We were seated at the table, Mum and Dad sitting at each end of the table, Max, Jace and Clary on one side and Magnus, Izzy and I were on the other side. Magnus was quite, maybe it was because Dad was staring at him, I don't think he was even blinking. Mum was trying to make conversation, Max was asking Magnus if he liked Manga while Jace and Clary were whispering to each other while Izzy was in the kitchen. I was hoping she wasn't trying to make dessert. Suddenly Izzy burst through the kitchen door, 'Dad!' She sounded alarmed, 'you've got a visitor.'

'Who is it?' He asked.

'Raphael.' Dad stood up and left without saying a word. Izzy sat down in her seat. 'Magnus, I really like your shirt! Where did you get it?' Izzy asked. He was wearing a dress shirt that was covered entirely in sequences, it suited him perfectly.

'Thank-you Isabelle,' he said with a smile, 'I got this at a fabulous little boutique on 1st street. I could take you there one day if you want?' Magnus seemed to be more confident once Dad left.

'I would love to do that! We can be a shopping couple.' She copied what I said earlier.

'We could get matching jackets that say that, written in glitter.'

'Of course.' We talked for a while before Dad returned looking pale and tired.

'Robert!' Mum jumped up and went to him. She put her hand on his forehead. 'What happened to you? You look terrible!'

'I talked to Raphael,' Mum gave him a worried look, 'I'm ok dear,' Mum gave him another look that said, you're lying, 'really I'm fine. I'm just a little tired.' Something was going on between dad and Raphael, but what? I couldn't tell.