A Story Half-Told
6th of July 2006 A.D.
Thankfully a gaggle of whispering strangers isn't all your entrance had drawn. You catch a flash of red in the crowd and one literally glittering smile, because of the braces as Izzy barrels towards you: "Where have you been? I tried calling, but all I got was your brother tryin' to sell me come cock and bull about you being sick and you wouldn't answer. I was afraid you had run off with Nelson and then where would I be? Trying to cheat off Alec in history?"
"And what pray is wrong with my history answers?" came a drawl from behind you. In contrast to Izzy's 'burn on a cloudy day' freckled complexion and excited chatter Alec Morgan had the face and the drawl of a New Orleans Creole that made him seem kind of standoffish until you got to know him and appreciate his dry sense of humor.
Case in point... "What's wrong is you barely getting a passing grade on the last one," Izzy huffed.
"Which is still better than
not passing," Alec replied serenely. He shivered a little. "Is there a draft in here. When I said they should put up the AC I didn't mean this much."
"Yeah, when has the school ever gotten that right?" you joke a little awkwardly, ignoring the fact that while your friends are not keeping to the four foot bubble that seems to have formed around you when you entered the school Izzy had also not gone in for a hug as she usually does.
Probably for the best really, you think resolutely swallowing the lump in your throat. "I was at Splattercon," you do not speak it in the proper tone this time, you are not in the mood. "You heard about the gas leak right? It was crazy, people running around seeing things because of the poisoning, there was a fire. "
"Yeah, heard the cops were involved, well they would have with so many people getting hurt." Alec looks you up and down like he is searching for bruises.
"Yeah I got questioned and Nelson
did get arrested for punching someone in the chaos. My dad had to come bail me out, like not literally but it was close," you mix lies and half truths smoothly, omitting Harry. There is absolutely no way you are going to mention Harry in front of Izzy given what you had done next.
"Asking to make use of his shower end then emerging draped only in a towel was indeed a rather crude attempt at seduction," Usum offers from the peanut gallery.
"It still might have worked, but for the intervention of your mother."
"Not helping," you send trying and failing to keep a blush down. That had been mortifying and the conversation with your mother had been worse since you had to sit there and take it and play dumb.
"Did you break up with Nelson?" Izzy asks, misinterpreting whatever was going on with your expression.
"Yes," you bite off. It's not like you had been really together, you had kissed a few times but that was three months ago before you knew about the baby. "It's just... I don't know where Nelosn is gone OK, you can stop worrying about him."
Izzy gives you the 'aww' look like she is about to suggest a tub of ice cream for your loss or something, but then Alec gives
her a warning look probably from figuring out you were more pissed off than sad.
"So is that were you have been all this time?" he asks. "Parental house arrest for springing you out of the real thing?"
You nod and roll your eyes, that is a good excuse.
"The best lies are the ones people tell themselves," Usum offers making you feel a dirty. You do not want to think of your friends like that, but at the same time what are you supposed to do? Explain that you were kidnapped by evil fairies because you used mind control to try to cure Heroin addiction? They didn't even know Rosie and Nelson took anything stronger than weed, never mind the 'magic is real and it can eat your face' side of things.
"Mom thought I might have taken sick from the gas, I mean I did have a headache, but it was gone in a few hours," you strengthen the lie. "Still she kept me in for two whole days and now here I am having to tell Mr Mendoza that I missed class because of gas inhalation."
"Oh honey, you missed a
test," Izzy says commiserating and this time you have no issue with accepting it. Your chemistry teacher liked his subject and as far as you could tell did not much like his students... and he especially did not like when his students made light of it.
Alas the fifteen minutes than you had saved by waking up early were well and truly gone by now and all you could do was face the music or in this case the 'pop' quiz he would always make up for the students who he suspected of trying to weasel their way out of one of his regular ones.
Yet with the paper in front of you things aren't as hard as you remember them being. No more sweaty hands because you do not sweat and your nerves are a distant thing. There is just more
room in your head to think... and someone else to bounce ideas off.
"What am I ever going to need chemistry for?" you grouse at Usum in the middle of a particularly annoying problem about organic chemistry.
"Explosives seem a convenient weapon against foes too petty to wield essence against," he replies forcing you to bite back a laugh.
The rest of the school day is mercifully lacking in tests though a few teachers do give you funny looks when you trot out the story about the gas leak and the signed excuse slip from your mother
What do you do after school?
[] Go rollerblading with your friends
[] Visit Rosie in the hospital, it's the least you can do
[] Take another go at those bookshops about magic this time with Usum fora guide so you do not pick up duds
[] Go talk to Harry, you have a lot more to tell him and it would be nice to do so without Mom listening in
[] Stay home and out of any trouble that might come your way
[] Write in
OOC: In case you are wondering what Molly would have wanted to tell Charity after the shower incident it starts with 'you were five years older than I am now when you had me and dad's almost ten years older than you' and it would have gone downhill from there.