Shower or nap... hmm. If I shower, that means I have to do it as a guy?Ugh, this is such a pain in the ass. Maybe we’ll have private washrooms? I highly doubt it. Please, let me have a private washroom. Pretty please?
"You look like you could fall asleep on the floor."
Alice's voice entered my mind and I scanned around to spot her owl form in a tree a few steps ahead.
She flew down and landed on my shoulder, rubbing her head against my cheek.
I smiled, beginning to pet her as I continued to walk down the path. I noticed a sign that pointed straight to Spellbound road.
"I feel like shit. The test was harder than I expected," I spoke quietly to her, ignoring the stares I was getting.
Seeing as I'd yet to see anyone else with a familiar, I figured Alice would be one of the few and a bringer of attention. Not like I wasn’t getting enough of that to begin with.
"Hoot," Alice replied."At least you’re still able to keep your appearance, but you should try and take a nap. How are you going to change back to sleep?"
"I don't know. I honestly don't care at this point," I admitted.
I always got bitchy when my magic levels were low.
Hmm, can I even say bitchy as a guy? This is so silly. Why did I do this to myself? What possessed me to agree to these terms? Well, it was for Mom. Maybe for myself too. I bet Gabriel and Father are up there in the heavens laughing at me.
"Hoot," Alice commented. "Ya, you need a nap."
"Thanks for pointing out the obvious," I sighed heavily.
"You always get so bitchy when your magic is low... wait, can I say that about you since you’re a guy?"
I groaned, rolling my eyes, then pulled my hand out of my pocket to ruffle my hair. "I don't even know ."
"Jinn!" I looked over my shoulder to see Logan running towards me.
I came to a stop, waiting for him to catch up.
Nixon and the rest of the guys were not too far behind.
"You didn't need to leave,” he huffed, totally out of breath.
"I feel like shit and you two are having a manly 'let’s all claim bids on Jinn'fight. I need a nap," I growled back, beginning to walk again.
He sighed, speeding up to match my long strides.
"Are you upset?"
"I want to nap," I countered.
"It's more than that."
"No, it's not. My male instincts tell me that I want to nap," I defended.
"I really doubt that," Logan retorted.
I stopped in my tracks and turned to face him, lowering my voice.
"Logan. This isn't like when I'm a girl and care about the fact you and Nixon are in some type of male feud over me, which by the way, I don't understand why you're getting your balls in a knot about when he doesn't even know I'm you-know-what."
"Are we seriously arguing right now?" he asked.
"I. Want. To. Nap," I emphasized every word, my voice so low it sounded like I was about to fight his ass.