Hi guys! Since it's summer, I have like a lot of free time. So instead of just laying on the couch doing nothing, I made a story for you guys to enjoy. I will try and publish new chapters each week. That means 4 chapters each month, and times it with twelve, since it's for the whole year, and bam! 48 chapters in total... :) I might add 2 more chapters though, but it's not yet confirmed.
~ Alyssa Herondale.
Brooke Herondale, was curled up into a ball on her window seat, silently reading her favorite book, The Tale of Two Cities, which was belong to one of her ancestors named, William Herondale. She had read the book over and over again, ever since she got it on her 16th birthday, last year. She just can't stop reading it. She was attached to it, from the moment she began reading it.
Brooke Herondale, was the daughter of Clarissa Morgernstern, and Jonathan Christopher Herondale. She had her mom's fiery-red curls, her freckles, her love for art, and her power to create new runes. She had her dad's tawny eyes, his length, his angelic beauty, his bitter humor, his sarcasm, his love for music, and his angelic powers. And, she was an only child.
A soft knock came, from her door."Come in," she said. She looked up and saw, her cousin/parabtai, Sophia Lightwood, also known as Sophie, who had knocked on her door. Sophie looks like her mother, Isabelle. She has her same coal black hair, and the proud look on her face. But she also looks like her father, Simon Lewis. She had his long eye lashes, the same brown eyes, and the curls on her hair. So as her twin brother, Joseph. Simon insisted that they should take the Lightwood's name, since Lewis, was not a proper shadowhunter's last name. There were others who also lives in the New York Institute. Such as, Maryse, Robert, Isabelle, Simon, Clary, Jace, Jocelyn, and Luke. And Alec, is living in Magnus's apartment.
Brooke sets down her book."What do you want?" she asked, looking bored.
Sophie said,"It's time for dinner, Brooke."
"I presume, that that's not all you have to say, is it?"
Sophie grinned, and said,"Well, there is one more thing I have to say. Some very important people are here to see you, Brooke." Brooke gasped.
"Mom? Dad?"
"Yes, it's them"
Jace and Clary were in Idris for a month now, because of an errand they had to attend. She was glad that her parents came back. Aunt Izzy's cooking was terrible! Luckily, both Sophie and her, can cook very well. She followed her to the dining room. Inside, stood her parents, who were holding hands. "Mom! Dad!" She exclaimed, while running over to them. She embraced them tightly. "I miss you," she said, as she broke apart the embrace.
Jace smiled, and said,"We miss you too, Brooke."
"I thought that you guys might miss my birthday."
"Hon, we will never miss your birthday," Clary replied.
"Let's go and have dinner first. Then, it's time for presents. Oh! And there's also cake!" Her dad said cheerfully. They sat down at the table with everyone else, including Alec and Magnus, and started eating. There was grilled chicken, black pepper beef, mixed vegetables, and steamed rice. The chocolate frosted cake was in the middle of the table, waiting to be eaten. After we're all finished, Clary got up and announced,"Before we start digging the cake, we will sing her the birthday song, and let her blow the the candles, and let her take the first bite from the cake. And then, we can all have cake, and give her our presents." The rest stood up and sang, 'Happy Birthday' to Brooke, and sat down, after they're done. Brooke got up and blew the candles. They clapped and cheered, while she gave a satisfied smirk. She sliced the cake, and took a bite from it. Ugh, this is so good, she thought. The rest had began eating the cake, now.
After they're done, Isabelle ran over to her, holding a rainbow wrapped box. "Open it!" Isabelle cried, happily. Brooke rolled her eyes, and carefully, remove the cover. She opened the box, and inside was, a pair of golden strappy Balota platform sandals. She squealed, when she looked inside. "I'm so glad you liked it," Izzy said. Brooke hugged her.
"Anyways, it's our turn to show her our presents, mom." Sophie said. Izzy rolled her eyes, and went back to her seat. Sophie gave her a pair of Parabatai rune earrings, Joseph gave her a katana blade, which she kept begging for. Luke gave her books, Jocelyn gave her art stationeries, Magnus and Alec gave her a beautifully designed quilt, Maryse gave her a make up kit, Robert gave her a cool iPhone case, Simon gave her a book of cheats for Halo 4, Clary gave her a turquoise stele, and lastly, Jace gave her a charm bracelet with runes on them.
"Thank you, guys!" she said.
"Wait, but that's not all. We have one more present to give to you." Jace said.
"What is it?" Brooke asked, curiously.
"We're moving to Idris."
She frowned."But what about the lightwoods? You know, I can't leave my Parabatai behind."
"They're coming with us."
"Awesome!- But who's going to take care of the institute?"
"Maryse, Robert, Jocelyn, Luke, Magnus, and Alec, will."
"But I don't want to move! This is my home!"
"But we have to."
"Why?"
"Because I want you, Joseph, and Sophie, to be properly trained. Therefore, you three will be enrolled in Alicante High." His tone was final.
Brooke turned to Sophie and Joseph, and asked,"You both knew about it?" Her voice cracked. They both nodded slowly. I will not cry in front of everybody. I will not cry. Herondales don't cry. Ever. Calm down, Herondale, calm down. Go and calm yourself down by playing the piano in the music room, Herondale, She told herself. She stalked out of the room, and slammed the door.
Brooke was playing a piano piece called, Prelude in G Minor Op. 23 by Sergei Rachmaninoff. As soon as the door slammed shut, she ran down the hallway, to the music room. This is the only place that comforted her. She sighed. She knew that there's nothing she can do about it. Well, she might as well face it. She got up, closed the piano lid, and went straight to her bedroom. She took out her sketchbook, grabbed her art utensils, and started sketching Sophie and Joseph, throwing snowballs at each other, when they were kids. She heard the door opened, but she did not looked up. The bed dipped, but she still did not looked up. The person hugged her and said,"That drawing is very pretty, honey. I love you, but it's for the best." The voice was from her mother. She finally looked up.
"I love you too, mom." She hugged her back.
"We all heard you play the piano. It's... beautiful."
"Thanks. And I'm sorry about that earlier, tonight."
"There's nothing you should be sorry from. Because I get that you New York is like your home, and how you will miss shopping with Aunt Izzy here."
"Mom?"
"Yes?"
"I don't like the idea of moving to Idris, but it's for the best. Therefore, I will go, but I will not be enthusiastic with this idea."
"Thank you Brooke, for understanding. Anyways, we're leaving tomorrow. So go and get some rest, dear." With that, Clary kissed her forehead, and left. Brooke sighed. She closed the lights, and went to bed.
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