I think I've just had one of the best jams of my life. Though, considering that I've been going to snotty private schools all my life, I haven't had much to do with the kind of people who play good music. Fuck classical piano. THIS is music. Real music. Live music. I feel alive. We're definitely doing that again sometime.
Magnus shuts the door of his room with a satisfying click. He glares at the door as if daring it to open, or even be knocked upon. He turns the lock and throws himself down on his bed.
Damn Eric, he thinks. Damn him to hell. I don't want to deal with this shit. Things are BETTER, damn it! I can trust him. I know I can trust him. So why does he
( Read more... )
I am so glad school's almost over. I can't stand this crap. Especially the uniform. Fuck, summer's going to be great. Maybe I should try to get a job. Give me an excuse to get out of the appartment, at least. And money to blow. That'd be nice. Not that Eric doesn't get me things sometimes, but... gotta have your own stuff. I mean, independence and
( Read more... )
Hey Eric? Dude? There's this girl I met, she says she knows you, and I can't tell if she's really a friend or if she's one of the bad Elves in disguise or what. And she seemed upset that I wouldn't trust her.
Eric's freaked because he said something about using his powers to influence me. Yeah, it disturbed me, but he was just joking. Now he's worried that he'd really do it or something. Stupid
( Read more... )
Magnus follows Eric through the streets to the nearest Mickey D's. They stand in line for a few minutes, and then Magnus orders a good amount of food. He leaves Eric to wait for their order and heads for a booth near the back of the restaraunt.