Chapter 7

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TRXYE IS SO CLOSE I CAN FEEEEEL IT

I'm literally shitting myself I'm so excited.

Also school started yesterday FUCK.

Alec POV!¡

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My alarm blares at five in the morning, so I hit it as hard as possible until I manage to pull the plug out, all whilst my eyes are closed. Then I settle back into my bed, content to sleep for another few hours.

But my blissful sleep is interrupted by my bitch of a sister, Izzy. "GET UP GET UP GET UP FIRST DAY!" Her voice then changes to a whisper. "Gonna go fuck Magnus Baaane." (A/N: that rhymed hells yes.)

Shit. I can't believe I told her that. "I am not sleeping with Magnus! We had one date!" I say, pushing away my covers and stumbling out of bed.

She arches her eyebrows mischievously. "Riiiiiight..."

After thoroughly cursing her out, I push her down the ladder so I can be by myself. My outfit for the first day: black shirt, black jeans; is basically my outfit for everyday, since I don't actually feel like dressing up.

But, now I do have a reason. Magnus is going to be there, and I don't actually know which classes I'm in with him. Also, he's one of my only close friends (Friend??) that's a senior this year, besides Jordan and Maia. I can't really hang out with them though, since they're basically in each other's throats every second they can get.

So, instead of a black shirt, I wear a grey shirt. It's not much of a difference, but I'm sure everyone in our puny school of 300 will notice.

I climb down the ladder and down a flight of stairs to eat breakfast, where Jace, Izzy, and Max are eating cereal. They see me come in, then take a double-take when they see my shirt.

Jace raises an eyebrow. "Grey? What happened to 'blending in'?" His sarcastic remark is complete with air quotes and his signature smirk. "Everyone's gonna notice."

Isabelle looks at me and grins, so I give her a death glare and move to the toaster to make, you guessed it, toast. I don't really each much in the morning.

Or afternoon.

Or evening.

Or anytime.

I never answer Jace, but he doesn't care, since I don't answer him half the time anyways. Once I'm done with breakfast, I brush my teeth and head out with Jace and Iz to walk to school. Our parents are still asleep, but it's not like we actually talk to them.

On the walk there, kids stare at us because we're Lightwoods, our family runs the town, blah, blah, blah, and I can't help but look for Magnus on the street. I don't actually know where he lives. I so distracted that I miss Jace's question. He's asks after elbowing me hard. "I saaaid, you never answered my question earlier."

"What question?" I try to play dumb, but I know exactly what question he's taking about.

"What's with the change of clothing?" Usually someone wearing a grey shirt isn't such a big deal, but black is like a religion to me.

I shrug nonchalantly, trying to play it cool. "I don't know. I just felt like it."

Jace apparently thinks that's a good enough answer, because he doesn't bother me about it the rest of the walk to school.

When we get there, I head to my locker. It's so cold in this fucking building. I shiver as I reach it. As I'm getting my trig book for my first class, someone taps me on the shoulder and clears his throat.

I look up and all I can see is glitter and neon.

There's Magnus, looking as fabulous as ever, wearing neon blue skinny jeans and a white sequined shirt. He has on full makeup and hair-glitter. He's also grinning like a maniac.

"Hey Alexander. Looks like our lockers are next to each other."

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Moprah wasn't really here today. I'm depressed bc school and my mom is forcing me to do cross country. I mean, I absolutely love long distance running, I love 5 mile runs, but I hate hate hate hate racing so it's bs.

And my algebra teacher is a biiiiitch.

He's the only gay person (he's thinks he's straight but he's not) that I've ever met who's a bitch. Besides Thomas from Downton Abbey. If you know what I'm talking about, I love you more than I love Izzy.

So there's my rant.

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