A Story of Magic and Miscommunication

Chapter 18

Thomas's POV

I was still staring at the spot where the ball of magic was when Virgil collapsed.

"Oh for fucks sake," Remy grumbled under his breath as he adjusted Virgil to be more comfortable on the bed. I stared at him in alarm.

"What happened to Virgil? Is he ok?" Remy rolled his eyes.

"He's fine, he just used too much magic at one time. He'll wake up in about 15 minutes." I sighed, glancing down at my watch. I lean back against the bed rest, brushing Virgil's hair out of his eyes. He works himself too hard sometimes.

"Hey, Rem?" I asked after about ten minutes.

"Yeah, Thomas?"

"Why are you helping him? What do you get out of this, what is your end goal?"

"I don't have an end goal. I mean, you guys are my friends. I care about you, I wanna help."

Virgil groaned, swinging an arm up to cover his eyes. I chuckled fondly. I could practically see the gears turning in Virgil's mind as he tried to figure out why someone else was in his room. He slowly removed his arm from his head and opened his eyes, meeting mine before looking around the room, tensing. He looked about ready to bolt before he saw Remy and relaxed, his sleep-addled brain presumably realizing where he was.

"What happened?" He asked.

"You used too much magic and passed out, babes. Why didn't you tell me you were getting tired?" Remy spoke from his spot on the other end of the bed. Virgil shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck uncomfortably. Suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Shit!" He cursed, shooting up from the bed and grabbing his backpack. "I'm meeting Roman soon to practice for our English assignment!" He haphazardly shoves on his shoes, running his hand through his hair. "Bye, Rem, thanks so much for the lesson! Thomas?" He faced me. "You coming?"

I shook my head. "I have plans with Talyn and Joan at their usual spot in the courtyard." Virgil nodded.

"Ok, have fun. Bye!" And with that he was out the door, jogging down the road. I rolled my eyes and, after saying a goodbye to Remy, sunk out.

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Virgil's POV

I sat on the edge of the windowsill in Roman's room, staring at the paper in my hand. "Virge?" Roman called out, startling me from my thoughts. I looked up at him.

"Yeah?"

"I said 'are you ready to rehearse?' I said it like 5 times," he pouted. I winced.

"Sorry, Ro. I'm a little spacey today." Roman stared at me, a smirk on his face and an eyebrow raised. "What?" I asked.

"'Ro'?" Was all he said. Blushing, I looked down at my hands. I shrugged.

"Let's just start the song," I mumbled. Roman threw his hands up in the air, exasperated.

"That's what I was saying! Whatever. Hit it!" I pressed play on my iPhone and the cheery music began playing.

Roman took a deep breath and began singing.

(A/N: Here

is the song if you want to listen along.)

The window is open, so's that door! I didn't know they did that anymore. Who knew we owned a thousand salad plates? For years I've roamed these empty halls, why have a ballroom with no balls? Finally they're opening up the gates! There'll be actual real life people. It'll be totally strange. Wow, am I so ready for this change

cause for the first time in forever, there'll be music, they'll be light! For the first time in forever, I'll be dancing through the night! I don't know if I'm elated or gassy, but I'm somewhere in that zone! Cause for the first time in forever, I won't be alone.

7am the usual mornings line up. Start on the floors and sweep till the floor's all clean. Polish and wax, do laundry and clean and shine up. Sweep again, and by then, it's like 7:15

And so I'll read a book, or maybe two or three. I'll add a few more paintings to my gallery! I'll play guitar, and knit, and cook and basically wonder when will my life begin.

(Simultaneously)

Then after lunch it's puzzles and darts and baking

Tonight imagine me, suit and all. Fetichingly draped against the wall

Paper mache, a bit of ballet and chess!

A picture of sophisticated grace

Potter and ventriloquy, candle-making

I suddenly see him standing there, beautiful stranger y'all and fair

I'll stretch, maybe sketch, take a climb, sew a dress!

I want to stuff some chocolate in my face

And I'll reread the books, if I have time to spare

For the first time in forever

I'll paint the walls some more, I'm sure there's room somewhere

There'll be magic there'll be fun

And then I'll brush and brush, and brush and brush my hair

For the first time in forever

Stuck in the same place I've always been

I could be noticed by someone

(Not Simultaneous)

I know that it's totally crazy, to dream I'd find romance, but for the first time in forever, at least I have a chance

Tomorrow night, the lights will appear. Just like they do on my birthday each year what is like? Out there where they glow? Now that I'm older, mother might just let me go.

(Both)

Just smell the grass, the dirt, just like I dreamed they'd be. Just feel that summer breeze, the way it's calling me. And for the first time in forever, I'm getting what I'm dreaming of,

a chance to change my lonely world,

a chance to find true love

I could go running, and racing,

And dancing, and chasing

And leaping

and bounding

Hair flying

Heart pounding

And splashing, and reeling,

and finally feeling Thats when my life

Begins!

for the first time in forever

I looked at Roman, who'd steadily gotten closer to me over the course of the song. Right now he practically stood between my legs. He was looking down at me, eyes dark, which made me blush and duck my head.

Roman's hand went to my chin and gently lifted my head to face him. My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as I looked at him. My eyes flicked down to his lips and I unconsciously licked my own. Roman's eyes followed the movement and he leaned closer to me, our face mere inches apart.

Roman opened his mouth, ready to ask something when-