"Do you think we should go check out her room," someone with an accent that I couldn't identify replied.
"Let's just see if she called us," the Welsh one replies. We hear footsteps and before we can run away they spot us.
I can see right away who Cecily's brother is, dark hair, just like her's and the same mesmerizing eyes.
No wonder every girl seemed to be obsessed over him, but the way Cecily described him, I have no want or need to get to know him at all. His companion was pale, paler than me in winter. He had silver eyes and silver hair, a weird but unique combination.
"Cecily Herondale! Where have you been?" the dark-haired boy yelled, Will.
"At my dorm, does it even matter to you?" she asks, trying to get us away before he opens his dorm's door. I don't blame her.
"You were supposed to be at the party!" he shouts at her, I have a very strong urge to punch him in the face, if this continues much longer, I probably will, I've never been one to cower.
"It's just the same stupid old party every night, what's the point?" she asks and I do admit, she has a spectacular point.
"The point is it's a party, you have to come," he replies. She rolls her eyes in reply. "Don't you dare roll your eyes at me!" he basically shouts at her. I want to interject, but I'm not sure he has even realized I'm here yet, he hasn't taken his strong gaze away from his sister yet.
"You are not the boss of me," she shrieked at him loud enough for probably everyone at the school to hear. He seemed mad, mad enough to tear the whole building down, and, in honesty, with his strength, he probably could.
I think it's high time I interject.
"Let's go Cecily, he isn't worth our time," I say with pride. His eyes flicker over to me. I grab her arm and start dragging her along with me down the corridor.
"Hasta la vista, big brother," Cecily tells him, following me sprinting down the corridor.
"Come back here," I hear him yell, but I only hear it faintly for we are too far away. We open our dorm door and slam it shut behind us so that he cannot enter.
"God, that was close," Cecily breathes. I laugh, now we wait until he sees what I did, what we did.
"Thanks, back there by the way," Cecily tells me.
"For what?"
"For saving me from my brother's wrath."
"Protective much?" I ask and she giggles with a nod. We hear a loud knock on the door and then a whole bunch of cursing.
"Cecily Herondale!" I hear the familiar voice, that belongs to the one and only William Owen Herondale, shout into the door. This is closely followed by a bunch of things that are most likely banned from student's vocabulary in this school and in every other school there is. "You open this door right now!"
I shook my head and she shook hers so we stayed silent as he banged on the door, growing more mad by the minute.
"CECILY!" he shouted at the door, with us unmoving on the other side. I begin feeling that the small wooden door between us wasn't enough. Maybe add a little metal to it and everything and I'd feel safe.
"Will, calm down, maybe it wasn't Cecily," the voice from earlier said. Yeah the voice in my head said. Calm down, don't murder us.
"Who else could it have been? She's the only one that had a key besides us, and you were there when she was outside of our dorm!" Will shouted to this person.
I immediately feel bad for them, they have to literally live with Will.
"Oh pish posh, Will, so what if she messed up our dorm?"
"So what? So what? Oh, you don't wanna ask me so what!" Will shouted back and then pounded on the door some more. "Open up Cecily, right now, and the consequences won't be as bad as they are going to be if you don't open the door right this instant."
She sucks a breath in and looks at me, with pleading eyes. I want to tear this William apart, for installing this fear into my new friend.
"Whatever you need to do," I reply in a whisper. She nods.
"William, you will murder me if I open this door," she replies to the pounding, psychopath on the other side of the door.
Will makes a scoffing noise, and the voice from earlier replies for him. "I won't let him do that Cecily." I would hate to be the person that apologizes for Will's behavior, I would just untie him and say, 'hope you find it fun when someone murders you for your actions.'
"And how do you suppose you'd stop Will from killing me and my friend, Jem?" Cecily replies. I take a moment to process that she called me her friend, then smile until I realize that Will will just kill me instead of her.
"And your friend?" the boy, Jem, asks.
"Yep, my roommate and friend," she replies.
A pause in the knocking on the door occurred and Jem did not reply. I looked over at Cecily and she made a confused face.
"Jessamine, how lovely of you to show up," Jem says, sarcastically, I could tell, but it didn't seem apparent to her for she giggled.
"Will, you left me there at the party, all alone, waiting," she informed him seductively. I shudder visibly.
I pretend gag for Cecily's pleasure and she covers her mouth to stop herself from laughing.
"I have to do something," he said, just as seductively, "then I'll be back, tell Gabriel and Gideon that I have to deal with CH."
We hear footsteps walk away as Cecily mouths to me, 'CH is my 'code' name.'
"Come on, Cecily, open up," Jem says. She looks at me and I nod, ready to face this monster of a Will.
She carefully undoes the lock and pulls the door open to reveal the silver eyed and silver-haired boy named Jem, holding Will's, the midnight blue eyed and black haired boy, hands so he cannot murder us. Why is it that the handsome one is always the bad one?
Did I just call Will handsome?
No.
Nope, nopety, nope. That didn't happen.
"Cecily," he breathed, anger evident in his voice, "what were you thinking?"
"Tessa and I were trying to have some fun," she replied, trying to keep the fear from her voice.
The confusion is evident in his eyes, his eyes, eyes a whole dimension themselves. You could lose yourself in them…
No!