DISCLAIMER: I don't own the MI but i do own Ronnie. I'm starting the story after Jace finds Clary and he takes her to the institute for reasons that shall not be known just yet.
When Clary woke up she saw Isabelle sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Finally you're up. Here's some clothes for you to wear and the shower is just through those doors" she said while throwing the clothes that were three sizes to big for Clary.
A piercing ring sounded through the room, "that's my phone" said Isabelle "Hello? Yeah she's awake..Define your definition of nice" Clary's eyes narrowed and she wondered what Isabelle and this person were talking about. "Yeah fine. Bye" Isabelle hung up the phone and looked at Clary. "Go ahead and and take a shower, dinner will be ready soon." With one final stare, Isabelle left the room.
Clary walked into the shower room to find no shampoo. Great, she thought to herself. Clary wandered the halls of the institute, noting how beautiful the decorations were. There were angels on the ceiling, playing instruments of all kinds and looking down on the people of Earth. Clary suddenly picked up on the smells of spices and her pace quickened in the direction of the food. After constant turns through endless corridors, Clary Finally found the kitchen.
"You still haven't showered? What have you been doing?" said an exasperated Isabelle.
"There wasn't any shampoo and I got lost" Clary answered in a small voice, semi afraid of the much taller girl. Isabelle sighed and looked like she was getting ready to blow up on Clary when a girl not much taller then Clary walked into the kitchen. Clary couldn't help but note how beautiful this girl looked with her long curly brown hair, and amber eyes that seemed so familiar. The girl had dark pants on tucked into a pair of brown boots with a long blue shirt. Clary could see the black swirling tattoo's in places where the shirt cut off, and a nose piecing on her right nostril. Clary suddenly felt extremely normal and not special compared to these girls next to her.
"Isabelle calm down and step away from the stove, you'll burn the whole place down." said the girl. Isabelle let her whip slid a fraction down her arm but the girl did not seem fazed.
"You don't scare me Iz now put that whip away, but you do seem to be frightening the girl so if I were you i'd go somewhere else and calm down." said the girl with a perfectly raised eyebrow. Clary instantly became envious of her. Isabelle glared in the direction of the girl and stomped her way out of the kitchen. The girl's gaze didn't leave Isabelle's deteriorating back until she was out of sight.
The girl turned around and faced Clary with a wide smile. "Hi. I'm Ronnie" she said, extending a hand to Clary, which she hesitantly shook. "You'll have to excuse Isabelle, she can be quite the character at times" said Ronnie with such ease that it reminded her of someone. "Do I know you? You seem so familiar.." asked Clary. Ronnie smirked at Clary and shook her head. "No but form what I hear you and my brother are quite acquainted if i'm not mistaken", she answered. Clary's eyes widened, "You're Jace's sister?", Ronnie nodded, "We're twins actually" she added. "He never told me" murmured Clary. Ronnie shrugged, "From the looks of it I think you might want to shower?" she asked. Clary nodded. "Come with me, i'll get you some shampoo and a real shower, the ones in the infirmary suck, and while we're at it some new clothes, Izzy's look ridiculous on you no offense", said Ronnie. Clary nodded and followed her out of the kitchen. Clary watched Ronnie close to look for similarities between her and Jace. They had the same pointed nose and amber eyes; where Jace had fair hair, Ronnie's was a dark brown but the same curly hair; Jace walked with such confidence and Ronnie held herself with humbleness; they both had the same curve of the mouth and eyebrows. Ronnie was a female version of Jace.
"What are you staring at?" asked Ronnie.
"You look so much like Jace"
Ronnie smirked and rolled her eyes. "That's what happens when you're siblings let alone twins. Do you have any siblings Clary?"
Clary shook her head, "No, but I wish I did. It sucks being an only child" Ronnie nodded, "I bet. Most day's I want to drop kick Jace, but he's my brother and I love him. Here we are" Ronnie stopped and opened the door to her room. Clary peered inside an instantly fell in love. Her walls were white with black painted song lyrics on one wall, and pictures all over another. Her bed sheets where red with white pillows and clothes where thrown everywhere.
" I love your room"
Ronnie smiled, "Thanks. I did it myself. It's not as flamboyant as Izzy's, but then again nothing is like her" Ronnie walked out of the bathroom that was a soft yellow and now had a started shower. "Shampoo is already in the tub and the towel is on the hanger" Clary thanked her and locked the door. As Clary stripped out of Isabelle's clothes and began to rinse her hair out, she decided she actually liked Ronnie and wouldn't mind being friends with her.