I do not own the mortal instruments, nor do I own the Old Spice Guy COmmercial... lol Read on... and REVIEW
Chapter One
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Bay's POV
"Kids, come here please. Bay is here!" Maryse shouted. "They'll be here in a second Hun," she said as she tapped her foot, waiting for her children to hurry up.
The first one there was a petite red head; she looked to be maybe fourteen. "Hi, I'm Clary-," she started to say before I cut her off.
"Fairchild?" I asked her while she just had an indescribable face on, maybe shock?
"I actually go by Clary Fray," She plastered a fake smile on her face.
"Hey, I'm Isabelle, but you can call me Izzy if you want, you're really pretty, but I need to get you out of those rags…." She said checking out my shirt. I had on a tee-shirt I had gotten from a guy in a banana coloured van. They were giving out tee-shirts that said a band name. I may not listen to them but still…
"Okay….?" I said while I turned my attention to the taller boy version of Isabelle. "You must be Alec, I've actually heard quite a lot about you," I said smiling at him.
"Have-," he started to say getting cut off by the guy in the door frame. He had golden locks of hair down to about his shoulders, he had gold/pale coloured eyes, and a arrogant smirk on his face.
"Have you heard about me, the one and only Jace Wayland?" He said in an arrogant voice.
"No, I haven't, and I don't care to either," I said returning the same smirk.
"You'll fit right in here, Bay," Isabelle said smiling, "Would you like something to eat-?" She said.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, do NOT try her food!" Jace said; Isabelle punched him in the ribs playfully.
"Sure, I'm sure it's not that bad," I said as I sat down on the couch.
"It's meatloaf," She said smiling and handed me some weird gunk on a paper plate. Some how the food was coloured green and looked like slime.
"Mmm, yummy," I said, "I'm going to eat this in my room, which would be where?"
"It's right up here," Jace said as he led the way. The house was filled with living plants and fake plants. Thank the Angel, I thought as I saw a fake tree right by the end of the hall way and dumped the slime into the pot.
"Saw that," he said as he opened the door to my room. "Can't blame you though," he laughed at his own joke/thing. "So you have a bathroom through that door and under the cabinet is "lady things" how Izzy put it and you have-," he said when I cut him off…. Yes, I do realize I cut people off quite a lot.
"You smell really, really good!" I said sniffing the air around him.
"Thanks?" he said, "I use that Old Spice stuff. Well, I'm sure you can figure this stuff out so I'm going to leave you to it." He said leaving the room muttering something along the lines of "Look at your man, now back to me, now back to me, now back at your man. Sadly, your man doesn't smell as good as me-…." Yadda, Yadda, Yadda.
The first thing I did was get into my training outfit. I slipped it on quite quickly for my surprise and headed for the training rooms. It was actually quite hard to find the room. I got lost like twenty-four times in three minutes. But I still got there. The room looked like a gymnastic court. It had beams and bars and the matted floor. And then the sparring area.
I planned on starting on the beam to work on my balance. I slipped on all the equipment you need for a 30 foot high beam, and began practicing. (The beam has a little climb up thing on the side. It's like a rope ladder). First I just walked it once keeping my balance. Then I decided to spice it up some and start doing the flips with it.
Just as I was about done on it and was getting ready to get off, Alec walks in.
"Hey Bay!" He shouted. Alec was being quite friendly. Maybe he's always like that, though.
"Hey Alec, you want to spar with me?" I said jumping down from the beam.
"For the love of the Angel, Bay, what is wrong with you?" He said to my surprise.
"What did I do?" I asked.
"You just jumped off a 30 foot high beam, what's wrong with you!" He said and hit my fore head.
The conversation went on for another minute or so and then we started sparring. It was quite fun, even though it was uncomfortable a few times. Seeing as I was being a smart ass with my comments I didn't see him run into me causing me to fall on my ass with him right above me.
"Can you get off me?" I asked and playfully pushed him off. He stands up and I unwrinkled my clothing and walk off.
"I'll be back in a minute I need some water, okay?" I called back to hear a faint "Okay."
"As soon as I get into the kitchen I see the red head, Clary and Jace on the counter kissing.
"Am I going to see this every time you two are together?" I asked playfully.
"Probably," Jace smirked, "but if you want some too, you can come on and join us."
"Jace," Clary hissed and smacked him, but not to hard.
"Okay, I'll just be going now," I said backing off slowly to go back to the training room with Alec.
We trained for quite a while, by time we stopped it was already night fall. I personally wasn't tired, I was jet lagged, but definitely not tired. This girl happens to be able to stay up for endless days with out getting tired.
"Hey Bay," Izzy said, "We're going to the Pandemonium Club tonight, do you want to go?" She smiled.
"Yeah sure," I smiled back and her expression got super… I don't know the word for it… maybe ecstatic?
"I've got the perfect dress for you!" She said dragging me to her room. Once were there Isabelle pulls me in front of her closet door and pulls out about ten different dresses. Izzy forces me into a tiny black dress that ends about seven inches above my knee.
"WTF! This is like a shirt!" I screamed at her when someone knocked on the door.
"Can I come in?" A male voice says, I'm assuming Jace or Alec, because Max is out with his father somewhere.
"NO!" I scream at the same moment Isabelle screams "YES!"
"So which one is it? May I? Wait never mind I never knock usually," and Jace just walks into the room. He looks at me and I blush crazily. I'm in a super low cut dress, which by the way is super short and here Jace is staring at me.
"It's not nice to stare." I mutter as I pull a small blanket on top of my lap, and Isabelle smacks it off.
"Don't ruin a perfectly nice dress!" She says and I groan.
"Yeah Bay-," He looked at me trying to get a last name. I shake my head trying to get it in there heads that I have NO last name.
"Okay then, Bay No Last Name. You shouldn't waste such a good dress…. I wonder what it would look like on Izzy," He says and I eye him suspiciously. Is there a little bit of family love going on?
"I just wanted to let you girls know we're leaving in ten minutes, and I suggest you pull down your dress a little bit, otherwise this will get very uncomfortable." He said and left the room.
"Maybe I shouldn't wear this dress," I told Izzy and she shot me a glare.
"No, you are wearing this dress. Here slip these on," she said handing me some fish nets. Once were both dressed and had all our make up on, we stood next to each other and looked in the mirror. I was about two or three inches taller then her but in her heels we were about the same height.
"Damn, we look good!" She said and dragged me out the door.
As soon as we got out we saw the guys tapping there feet like impatient twelve year olds. "Finally, we have been waiting for like half an hour!" Jace said in an over exaggerating voice.
"It was probably my fastest make over/dress up I have EVER done! Be glad Bay looks half way decent with out make up! Other wise it would have taken another hour!" She said babbling on and on the entire walk there.
After a while of partying I could sense someone or something was here, in the club. I turned around to face whatever it was and was stunned to see something hitting me. "Fuck," I said and grabbed a blade from my thigh sheath. Apparently I went a little too slowly because I caught the attention from a more then five from behind me. "Fuck," I said again as I began swinging at the thing. I had about four down when something stung me in the small of my back. "Shit," I said as I fell down.