Author's note: Once again a singular update for the week. I was planning on uploading this yesterday, but my Internet provider that shall remain nameless (I will tell you that it's the one that starts with 100 years and rhymes with "rink") stopped providing Internet for most of yesterday. Hence a Thursday update. Anyway, I shall now stop being depressing and allow you to read! Oh one last thing: PryingLittlePandora, this one's for you!
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Vanish
Will was staring at Jem again. It didn't bother Jem much—he had become accustomed to it long ago.
Starting when they met, Will had developed the habit of simply staring at him. Jem wasn't sure why, but he had his suspicions. Most of which involved his imminent death.
Suspicions aside, they had their routine for this.
"Why are you looking at me like that, William?" Jem would ask.
Will would be startled, as though he had forgotten that Jem was indeed still alive. "No reason," the blue-eyed boy would stutter. And then he would avert his eyes.
Jem would shake his head and allow the matter to drop. Will didn't need to answer. He had already confirmed the suspicions.
Frustration would take hold every time, even though Jem tried to avoid the feeling. Will could not be blamed for dwelling on the thought. After all, he had agreed to become parabatai with a boy who held a death sentence.
But by the Angel, Jem would not vanish into thin air at any moment!
Varnish
The varnish on his father's violin was rubbing off.
Not all at once, thankfully. Just in two or three places and only in tiny spots.
But those little rough patches had not been there a few months ago.
Jem ran his fingers along the graceful curve of the instrument, wincing when he felt one such patch.
It was imperceptible to the human eye.
It had to be felt.
Yes, it was minute; it was also undeniable.
It would certainly last longer than he would.
But the fact still remained that his father's violin was slowly dying.
Jem smiled as he lifted it into place and set bow to string.
The grey-eyed girl he played for tonight smiled back.
At least I found something worth living for.
I believe "R" was my William chapter, so it's only fair that I have a James chapter! On a side note, isn't it amazing how a single letter changes a word? :) As always, I thank everyone who has taken time to read and review! Speaking of reviews, I decided that if I get 100 reviews before "Z," I'll attempt to start a Mortal Instruments alphabet drabbles. So if you want to see this twisted imagination take on Jace and Clary and Alec and Izzy and Simon and all the others, review!