![]() ![]() "I wasn't exactly being quiet and sneaky, either." "Yup," Magnus nodded towards the two cups of coffee standing on the little table in front of them. "Oh really? I've been standing here for a minute already." "I'm not that inattentive," Alec protested. "But no, just when I wanted to poke you, you had to look up." "Aw, what a shame, and here I thought I could take you by surprise or scare you or something," Magnus pouted and plopped down next to him. He looked up to be met with a familiar grin. Alec had gotten more immersed in the book than he'd planned and only noticed Magnus was standing in front of him when the shadow of his towering figure fell onto the pages. In the end, he only had to wait about half an hour. He'd read that one multiple times, too (and owned a copy as well), so he figured it would be a nice pastime while waiting for Magnus, but nothing he would lament being interrupted while reading. Alec looked up and down the aisle once, just to make sure no one had seen him and then ambled towards a sitting area from which he could keep an eye on the entrance, a copy of "The Secret Garden" in his hands. ![]() He really didn't want the letter to fall into the wrong hands that would be embarrassing as hell. It gave him the time to return the books he'd borrowed the previous week and, as soon as he'd completed that task, he slipped into the Nietzsche aisle as stealthily as possible (which, he supposed, wasn't stealthy at all) to hide his letter between the pages, frowning at the title again and hoping that there would be no one suddenly deciding to read that book. Magnus was nowhere to be seen when Alec entered the library, something he was actually glad about. He'd just think Alec had gone nuts, and well, maybe he had. The most interesting thing he'd ever done was probably engaging in what he now secretly called 'The Letter Game' with an anonymous person-slash-admirer (he'd found that he preferred that word over the term 'stalker' since it made him feel more confident about getting into this in the first place), and it was not like he could ever tell Magnus about that. Usually he was shy and awkward when talking to strangers – well, he guessed he was still awkward even around Magnus, but at least he wasn't reluctant to talk to him – but he didn't have any inhibitions with Magnus.Īlec still had no idea why the teenager would want to meet up with him, though – it wasn't like Alec was any interesting, after all. That was probably because being around him was easy for him, and made him feel comfortable. There was no denying that he actually liked being around Magnus, even though he'd only talked to him twice. Talking to him was nice, although Alec felt somewhat klutzy, gawky and inferior in his presence, mostly because he always failed to come up with something funny and intelligent to say when he was around Magnus, and he felt like that were the kind of things one should say when being with someone as funny and intelligent like Magnus. He was actually pretty excited about seeing the tall, sparkly boy again. No, meeting Magnus was definitely preferable. It didn't really help to increase their popularity, either – sometimes Alec suspected not even the band members were able to keep up with the changes happening on a nigh daily basis and were confused about what they were named at the moment. Also, it was ridiculous how they kept renaming the band just because they couldn't agree on a good name. They were okay, he guessed, but they weren't exactly music geniuses. After all, it wasn't like he minded spending his day at the library, and he'd prefer it to going to the concert of Simon's band any day, that much was for sure. He had no idea when Magnus would show up, as he realised belatedly – they hadn't agreed on any specific time, after all – so he decided to just go there directly after school and wait for him there. Thankfully, the stress also made the day seem to pass more quickly, and before Alec knew it, it was Tuesday. Just like Alec had suspected, the Monday was filled with school, homework, playing chauffeur for Max and a lot of other things that kept him occupied and quashing any chance of visiting the library. ![]()
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