Hello Everyone! So this is currently my second fanfic and I hope you all enjoy it. I'm not really sure about how long it will go for, but I hope you like this first chapter! :) I know that it is quite short, but if you like it, please favourite and follow this story! Enjoy! [I would really appreciate it if you reviewed! ;)]
"Clary I'm telling you, this wasn't just some pretty face! Everyone in the class was staring, open-mouthed, at this gorgeous blonde the second he walked in! I mean, seriously, with his perfect cheekbones and curly hair and eyelashes, to-die-for! Who wouldn't fall for him?"
"Um…perhaps, y'know, me?", I answered, bored by Isabelle's constant "guy-talk". At first I had found it amusing, but not anymore. Now I was actually slightly disgusted.
"Oh don't worry, you'll come 'round!", continued Izzy, saying the same thing she does every time she tries to get me a date.
It has been going on like this for years now, and still, I haven't ever dated anyone, and when I did, I wouldn't know what to do, or what to think.
All the guys that Izzy suggests are, forgive me for saying this, rather attractive, but they're all just toss-pots who care about no-one but themselves, and getting you into bed, and I will not be played like that.
I'm not like other girls, who would give anything for that opportunity. I would smack any guy who tried that with me, and he would be dumped in a heartbeat.
Sometimes, to shut Izzy up, I would agree to meet a guy or two, but each time, it doesn't work, however, that doesn't stop Izzy. She just doesn't get that I'm not like her when it comes to dating.
I don't need a new man-candy every week, unlike her. And its not that I don't agree with how Izzy lives, it's just that it's not for me. I just wish she would stop bugging me about it though.
It's a never-ending guy-talk, all the time! It's always just: "Ooh Clary you should check this guy out, he's really hot", and "Oh, this guy would increase your popularity by at least 20%", and I was actually really sick of it.
Not sick of Izzy though, I could never get sick of her. Tired, maybe, but not sick of her.
We had been best friend ever since year 6, when she slapped the girl who called me short right in the face, hard enough to leave a mark. Any girl who stands up for me, is instantly my friend, and so Izzy and I grew really close, and we weren't embarrassed to share anything with each other.
I mean, we kind of kept our love lives to ourselves, well, I did anyway. Izzy didn't like to talk about actual crushes and stuff, because believe it or not, most of the guys she sleeps with she isn't even into. Like at all. She mainly just dates guys for the popularity, which is kind of sad in my opinion, though I would never say such a thing to her.
Anyway, so a few minutes later, I sat in Izzy's car, listening to her talk about this "absolutely gorgeous" blonde dude. She said that I would be swooning over him at first sight, however, I knew better. I knew that this guy would probably just be like all the other ones that she's constantly talking about, and he would just bore me to death.
Oh, how wrong I was.
Well thats the first chapter! :) I hope you enjoyed it! Please follow, favourite, and review! :) Continue Writing/Reading, ;)