10
Alec
7:26 AM
I just dropped off Elle at school. Now I’m back in the board room of the famous Le Charme Building in Midtown Manhattan. As usual, I stand at the head of the table and close to the exit.
Today, the room is packed with old white guys who sit at high-back chairs. All human. The only one I’ve ever met before is the Duke. Still, all these guys glare at me like they’re certain I need a binky and a nap.
I get it, folks. You’re unhappy that I’m eighteen and running the company. Time to move on.
I glance at the clock. 7:29AM
The old dudes keep staring. It’s an art form to hold all their gazes at once, but I manage to do it. This is my way of saying, I’m not just any magic user, boys. I’m the warden of all witch and warlock power.
One by one, they all look away.
I call that
