PoV Clary
"Thou peevish, ill-breeding clotpole!" Magnus yelled.
"You, thyself, are a knavish, evil-eyed nut-hook!" I screamed back.
"You darest impugn my honour, sir?" His upper lip drew back in a snarl.
"I darest, you waggish, bunch-backed cutpurse!" I scowled deeply.
"Thou art a hideous, lily-livered mimi… mimim… min..i..mus."
I snorted back a laugh as the professor yelled, "Magnus, learn your pronunciations!"
"Thou art a hideous, lily-livered min-i-mus," Magnus said, pointedly saying each syllable with vehemence.
"Oh, sit down," professor sighed.
We sat, Magnus pulling out his phone and resting his feet on the back on the chair in front of him. We were in the Performing Arts Center, the best auditorium I've ever seen. The Professor, Prof. Atkinson, threw a fit if you called it an auditorium, though. He threw a fit whenever someone called him Miss Maudie, too.
"You coming to the Hallowe'en party tonight?" Magnus asked, not once looking up from his phone.
I forgot to tell you. It's been two months since the start of school. It's going by so fast.
"Yeah," I said.
"What're you going as?" He looked up for a moment, when Alec passed by, and then to me. "I'm thinking either the Cheshire cat or a stylized grim reaper."
"That'd be cool, the grim reaper," I said. "I'm going in a dress."
"Really?" He looked up from his phone. "Are you sure that'd safe?"
"I really don't care." I sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "How're thing's going with Alec?"
"I don't know." He sighed as well. "I'm still not talking to him for what he did to you. It was completely unwarranted."
"I spilt lasagna on his back."
"It was an accident."
"Whatever. I told him that I wasn't going to forgive him, but I really want to talk to him again. His voice gets this really care free tone when he's with me. It's really cute."
"He'll come around, don't worry," I said.
"Come around what?"
"…The door," I said sarcastically. I waved my hand in the direction of the door, and said, "Accio Alec."
And he walked through the door.
"Oh my god!" Magnus said loudly. "Do it again!"
"Accio Jace!"
Simon walked in.
"I think it only works once," Magnus murmured.
"Yeah…"
Alec was going to walk further down the aisle, but he saw us. He quickened his pace and stood next to Magnus. He looked squarely at me, and I shifted away a little.
"I'm sorry I punched you," he said. "I lost my temper, and I shouldn't have done it."
"I'm sorry I caused you to have a broken nose."
"I know, you said it several times on the way to the hospital."
I nodded.
"Do you forgive me?" he asked.
"Yes."
He looked at Magnus, who was observing him through narrowed eyes. Magnus nodded and Alec sat next to him.
"So, Magnus, I was wondering if you… um, if you wanted to hang out sometime soon," Alec mumbled.
"We can go on a date soon, thanks!" Magnus said.
Alec blushed and looked at me.
"I know, don't worry." I smiled.
"Oh…"
So, by the end of theatre class, Alec and Magnus decided to go to the Hallowe'en party together, but with me and Simon. I was going in a dress, Magnus was a gay grim reaper, and Alec was a murderer.