"Jace helped me train. Pretty good at fighting but...I couldn't go that hard on him without kicking his ass." I said laughing. Nic looks over at Jace in disbelief. "You fought A demi-Goddess?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I smiled, "He knocked me on my ass a couple times. I was going easy on him though." I winked. Jace shook his head, "No you werent!" I nodded, "Yes I was." He smiled back. "Oh and Nic, Jace sounds like Jesse Mcartney when he sings." I said slowly backing away from Jace.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Nic, Seriously?" I smiled, Jace picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, I kneed him and he dropped me. I got back up, dusting myself off. Jace looks at me like I'm dead and I shake my head at him.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Fine, You caught me." I said laughing. I jumped back over to the other side of the bar, the bartender looking at me surprised. I smirked, "Well, I want to sing so badly. But can't." I said smiling.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein. — H. Jackson Brown
