Starr Academy: College Life {Part One}

Starr Academy: College Life- Chapter Twenty-six

Twenty-Six

I blushed as the movie ended. My head lifting from Ian's shoulder and sitting up in the passenger seat fully. "That was a fun movie."

He smiled. "It was fun seeing it with you and watching you movie with the action on screen. I think you should take a dancing course just for the fun of it."

"I just might do that." Then my blushed deepened a bit. "But now I need to go to the restroom before we leave.

Ian laughed. "Then you better hurry up, they'll be filling up very quickly."

Leaning over, I kissed his cheek before hopping out of the care. With a shy look back, I saw Ian cleaning up everything while I was gone. The wine having been drank between the both of us throughout the whole movie. The dessert had been perfect too with the wine. He had to mist it from his place.

A caramel three nut bottomed cheesecake with whipped cream and candied salted nuts on top. Though it was a store bought dessert, it was still delicious. It was sweet, but not too sweet to me. The salty nuts on top balanced out the sweet.

I was feeling more than bubbly right now after that movie and the dinner Ian had for us. To say this was my ideal date would be an understatement. Marek hadn't gotten this part of me. The less is more concept that Ian seems to grasp so much. Even Zander was the over the top kind of guy.

Maybe it was because both Marek and Zander have grown up with money. They just didn't know how to value it like Ian seems to have. Like me, Ian came up from a low middle class family. My family was only on the border of the middle class because of my mother's spending and my now ex-stepfather's holding out when he was away. They never thought to save money like I know to do now.

My mother. That brought up a whole knew bucket of worms. Mainly the guilty feeling at what was happening to her. How she was staying with a friend and even that might not last long with how she really was. Partying. Sleeping around. Not caring one bit about her friend's house that she had agreed to be keeping clean in exchange for boarding there.

But that isn't what had my stomach twisting. Greg found out that my mother has actually been in and out of the hospital for the past two months. On farther investigation, he discovered why. She had cancer. Cervical cancer.

Normally for someone in a magical family, it wouldn't be easy for them to get cancer because of all the added magical energy within us. But with my family that didn't believe in their magic, they could get cancer as easily or even more likely than a normal person. Because they don't believe, their magic will do nothing to prevent cancer or even illness that could be life threatening.

Yes, I got sick. But it wasn't going to be life threatening if I hadn't been stressing so much. It was the stress that hindered my elements in keeping me healthy. Remarkably enough, it was Ian coming to see me that had me feeling so much better each time. The doctor told me that Ian had been a source of stress relief for me. And he was right, Ian made me feel less sick and I got better faster than I would have without him.

My mom, on the other hand, would have to suffer through having cancer like everyone else. I've tried to send letters to her in order to connect with her, but I've been told that she tears them up when they show up. Rod has even gone to Norfolk a few times on a weekend to try and see her, but he's come back with either a huge red handprint on his face or a black eye from one of my mom's 'boyfriends' each time. Now I beg him not to go to see her because of it. He didn't deserve to be hurt when all he wanted to do was bridge the gap between parent and child.

John, my mother's ex-boyfriend, even tried only once. He had gone to the hospital and saw her there. He tried to offer her comfort, but she shoved him away and told him to "fudge" off. And not using the nice word that I use either. She full blown cursed him out for even caring about her after they broke up. John's fiancee was with him and just as upset by the whole ordeal because my mother had called her a man stealing whore which she so wasn't. Sufficed to say, they aren't going anywhere near my mother anytime soon.