A/N: Heyyyyyyyy, this is my first fanfic and I hope y'all like it. Oh, and all the names of schools in this story are made up… from my imagination.
Disclaimer: I do not, under any circumstances, own The Mortal Instruments.
Chapter 1
"Oh my god!" Isabel squealed once we were in the airport, "In only half an hour we'll be boarding a plane from boring Phoenix, Arizona (A/N: Sorry to people who live/love Arizona, I meant no offense) to beautiful Barcelona, Spain!"
"I know!" I say, "It's so exciting! Oh, and I'm sitting beside you and Simon on the plane."
"Okay, let me go find Simon and tell him before he makes any other arrangements." Isabel says excitedly "I wonder what high school we're going to meet there?!"
And with that Isabel leaves to go find Simon.
Okay, so my name is Clarissa Fairchild, but everyone calls me Clary, save my scary, powerful, I-want-to-rule-the-world father, Valentine Morgenstern. We are shadowhunters and so is my mom Jocelyn. You might be wondering why is her last name Fairchild if her father's last name is Morgenstern? Well, the answer is simple, because I don't like, love or live with him. So I took my mother's last name. Anyway….. I am special, sounds cliché right? But it's true. When I wasn't born yet (when my mom was pregnant with my brother Jonathan) my father injected demon blood into her food so that when she ate it, it would go to the child, who in turn would be: extra strong, extra fast and extra deadly. So when my mom gave birth to Jonathan and saw that he was part demon she stopped taking care of him, so my father did, and she got really depressed. To make my mother feel better, one day, he put angel blood in her food, but little did he know she was with (another) child. Me. So now, since I have MORE angel blood in me than a normal shadowhunter, I have a specialty, I can make new runes. Also, my father is one of the most feared shadowhunters in the world and even more so since Jonathan is by his side. So now my mom and I live in an apartment in Arizona with her boyfriend Luke, who just so happens to be a werewolf/ former shadowhunter.
Enough of the history lesson.
I am 16, 5'5, with long fiery red hair and piercing emerald eyes. I am slim and have a good amount of curves.
My best (girl) friend is Isabel Lightwood. She is also 16, 5'10 with BEAUTIFUL straight black hair and charcoal eyes. She has long legs and curves in all the right places. Isabel is extremely smart and ADORES fashion. She has a younger brother named Max who is 10 and loves manga and is extremely! cute. She also has an older brother named Alec who is 17, gay and gorgeous! And apparently her parents recently adopted another boy named Jace who is 16 from a rich family who just didn't want to take care of him anymore, ( but they still pay for him to go to a snotty private school….what?) and according to Isabel he is a complete arrogant asshat. Isabel's parents own the Phoenix Institute which, evidently, is where I train, whenever I find the time (which hasn't been in a couple of weeks). Oh and Isabel and her family are also shadowhunters.
My other best friend is Simon Lewis, who is 16 (also) and just recently got turned into a vampire and now he is a daylighter (a vampire who can walk in the sun). (A/N: I would've written how he became a daylighter but TBH I can't remember ) He is 5'10 (like Izzy), he used to be… ugh… but now, ever since he got turned into a vampire, he is hot-ish. He has brown hair and eyes and the only one who knows he is a vampire in his family is his 19 year old sister, Rebecca.
"Clary?" I faintly hear someone say.
"CLARY!" With that I'm snapped out of my reverie and looking an annoyed looking Isabel.
"Yes?" I ask sweetly, daring to take a step toward her.
"It's time to go…." Isabel says grabbing my arm and pulling me toward our gate making me stumble to grab my carry-on, for support and so that I can wear something else then a black sweater on a white Call of Duty boyfriend tank with black skinny jeans and black Christian Louboutin Borghese heels and a red belt.
"Okay, okay! No need to be so pushy!" I say to Isabel as Simon catches up to us.
"Si, tell her to hurry up." Says Isabel
"Clary, hurry up. But in Clary's defence you are pulling her so….. she can't hurry up much more." Says Simon
"Fine!" Isabel says as we get to the lady who checks your passport before you board the plane and she lets go of my arm, "But if we get bad seats I'm blaming you."
This trip we are going on is optional for juniors and seniors, where you get to go somewhere in Europe and you learn about the history and people, added bonus you don't go just one school, oh no, you go with the juniors and seniors from another school in the same city too. So for now we have the plane to ourselves and we are meeting the other school at the airport.
"Alright, you three can board," says the lady and she smiles as we walk by.
"Izzy what are you doing?" I ask as I see her run ahead into the plane. As we walk in I realise Izzy found a spot for three in a middle row with TVs on the backs of the chairs in front of us. "Okay."
(Intercom) Everybody please fasten your seatbelts; we are about to take off. It is 9:30 we will be arriving in Barcelona at 17:30, so in eight hours. Have a nice flight.
"Come on; let's sit down," I say "before Isabel forces us to"
"Ya!" Simon whispers "We don't want her to release her shadowhunter wrath on us"
"I heard you," says Isabel from one of the aisle seats, while I take the middle and Simon takes the other side.
Once seated and flying I take out my iPod, head phones, sketch pad and pencils. Oh ya! Did I forget to mention I LOVE drawing?! Meanwhile Isabel and Simon are watching 21 Jump Street on the TVs.
(Intercom) Ladies and gentlemen we will be landing in 5 minutes, so please stay seated until the flight attendants say it's okay to get up. Have a nice trip.
Isabel, Simon and I got our stuff, got off the plane and went to get our luggage. Once we got it, we (our school) were in one big group, and then there was some guy who looked to be about 25 standing in front of our group. Suddenly we all got quiet and looked at him.
"Hello, my name is Sam. I will be your guide on this trip." Sam says, "You guys are from…" he looks at the papers in his hand, "Malcey High School. Right?"
There was a series of grunts and grumbles as responses.
Just as Sam was about to speak again, a man came up behind him, followed by a group of students in uniforms, and tapped him on the shoulder.
The guide turns around.
"Oh! You must be Luther- Gandhi Academy, this is the school you are going to be traveling with," Sam says.
"Why weren't they on the plane with us?" somebody from my school asks.
Just then, the most beautifully angelic creature who looked to be sculpted as a piece of art amazing enough for god steps forward with a chuckle.
"That's my new brother," whispers Isabel from beside me.
It's me… again! Please review! I want to know what you guys think and whether or not I should continue the story, I'll update as soon as possible. Thanks for reading!
XOXO,
Me
