Ok, so I'm trying this story out. This story takes place in Huston, Texas. Tell me what you think.
"Clary, come on,"said Clary's best friend, Daria.
"Relax, I'm coming,"said Clary, hurrying along the pavement and catching up with her friends.
"Hey, Clary. How's it going with Austin,"asked Clary's other best friend, Patricia.
Clary sighed,"We broke up last night."
"What!,"said Patricia, in shock.
"We broke up. We just decided we weren't compadable enough, so we're going our seperate ways,"said Clary.
"Wow,"said Daria"I really thought I had gotten it right when I hooked you two up."
"Obviously not, Dare,"said Patricia.
"Well it doesn't really matter, does it? I mean, Austin is super popular, and I'm kinda not,"said Clary.
"Well are you ok,"asked Daria, giving Clary a small hug. Daria's blonde hair collided with Clary's red hair.
"I'm fine,"said Clary, smiling.
"Ok, enough about boys. It's making me sick. Let's go get some pizza,"said Patricia.
All three of the girls laughed and headed toward their favorite pizza place, Pizza Hut.
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When they finished their pizza, they headed to Patricia's house.
"Hi, ,"said Clary and Daria as they saw Patricia's mom.
"Hi, girls. Do you want some snacks,"she asked.
"No, Mom, we're good. We just had pizza,"said Patricia.
"Ok, well I need to go into town and run some arrands. Can you three keep an eye out for Patrick and Peter,"said .
The girls nodded and went to Patricia's room. They weren't in there for five seconds when they heard a crashing sound.
They ran down the stairs and into the kitchen, where they found two twin brunette haired boys, wrestling. A broken glass lay on the floor.
"Patrick! Peter! How dare you! You know not to rough house inside! Now look what you've done! Go to your rooms,"yelled Patricia.
Patrick and Peter looked up at the voice of their big sister and went up to their rooms, still trying to hit each other.
Patricia sighed and got on her knees to pick up the glass,"I can't believe I'm related to those dweebs. Now I have to clean up their mess."
Clary and Daria got down and helped her. Clary laughed and said,"Patty, you know if they break one more thing, we can always get them those kid leashes."
Daria and Patricia laughed, too.
They stopped laughing as Clary heard her phone buzz.
She reached into her back pocket and got her phone.
"Hello,"she answered.
"Clary!,"said a very chaotic voice on the other side.
"Mom. What's wrong,"said Clary, worried.
"Clary where are you,"said Clary's mom, Jocelyn.
"I'm at Patty's house. Why? Is everything alright,"Clary asked.
"Everything will be fine. Call Luke and tell him He's found me."
"Mom, what's going on?"
"I love you Clary."
Clary heard a crash and a man's evil laugh. Then, the line was dead.
"MOM,"Clary screamed into the phone as tears started filling in her eyes.
"Clary,"said Daria and Patricia, worried.
Clary looked at them adn said,"I have to go."
Clary ran out of the house and down the paved sidewalks.
About fifteen blocks down, Clary was out of breath and she realised she was in front of her apartment. She ran up the steps and found the door was smashed down on the floor and it had been broken off its hendges. The furniture in the living room was turned upside down. There was a blood stain on the carpet and a few pieces of Jocelyn's hair that resembled Clary's own.
Clary yelled,"Mom!"
Nothing.
"MOM!"
Nothing.
"MOMMY!,"Clary yelled with tears running down her face.
Clary ran into all the rooms of the small apartment. Jocelyn was nowhere to be found.
In despair, Clary called Luke.
"Hello,"said Luke's voice.
"Luke! Please, help. I think my mom has been taken,"she said in between ragged breaths.
"Clary what's going on-"
"She said for me to tell you He's found her."
Clary heard a gasp and asked,"Luke, who is he?"
Instead of answering, he asked,"Clary, where are you?"
"I'm at my house,"said Clary.
"Clary, I won't you to get out of there now,"he said in a hurried tone.
"What about clothes? Where will I go?"
"You'll stay with me. Now get out of there. I'll meet you at our secret place."
Clary knew their 'secret place' was the flower bed in the park.
"Ok. I'll meet you there,"Clary said and hung up.
She wiped her tears and ran out of the apartment and down the street, leaving the home she had grown up in.