Disclaimer-I do not own anything of the mortal instrument series although I dearly wish I did. All the names, characters and the like belong to Cassandra Clare. I'm not sure how this chapter is so please review.
Trying to hail a cab in Brooklyn is like trying to draw something that you actually like. You can try a hundred times, and it'll only work once, maybe twice.
Eventually giving up, I made my way down the trash piled streets grumbling about how my hair had finally co-operated and if even a drop of water hit it; I would sue the country. As if I was psychic, a huge drop of water fell from the heavens and hit my nose. An army of rain soon joined and I found myself picking up pace, and running all the way home.
My apartment wasn't much. It was on the smaller side, with dull, scarlet bricks; and climbing vines scaling the sides. Whatever metal decorated it, was rusting and cracking adding what I like to call 'character' to the building.
I ran up the crumbling steps and ungracefully fell through the door. A girl with long, sleek black hair and dark brown eyes turned around at the sound of my arrival and raised an eyebrow.
"Um, hi." She said, hiding a smirk. "My name is Isabelle Lightwood. Is there any chance you could tell me where a…." She trailed off looking down at a piece of paper. "Clary Fray is might be?"
Crap. I had completely forgotten that a girl was supposed to come check out my apartment. As cheap as this apartment already is, living off an artists wage, even if I do, do pretty well, was not easy. I'd figured if I could split the cost with another person, we could live more comfortably.
"Ah yeah hi that's me." I replied. "I would shake your hand but then we would both be soaked." She smiled slightly and looked at the ground.
"So I guess I should show you around. Follow me." I walked up the next set of stairs that led to the upper level with her in tow. Opening my door, I gestured that she should enter. Art supplies littered the floor and counters. If I'd remembered she was coming today, I could have cleaned up a bit. Damn my short memory.
"Its not too much. Two bedrooms, a small kitchen and living room." I said. "We'll have to share a bathroom but that shouldn't be a problem?" I ended on a high note.
"I really don't mind" She admired. "It's cozy looking, homey. Plus I already know what the basic layout is." She offered. "My step brother lives here."
"So at least we know who to go to if we need to borrow sugar." I joked lamely. Isabelle stood there for a second before bursting out into laughter. Soon I was laughing too and we continued for a moment before calming down.
"So would you be considering moving in here. Rent won't be expensive because we'll split it, not that it's thaaaaaat bad in the first place."
"Yeah I would like that." She smiled.
"Okay then Isabelle, the forms will be sent to you hopefully in a couple days, and you can start moving in any day."
"Izzy." She corrected. "Izzy?" I repeated puzzled. "Call me Izzy, not Isabelle." I blushed slightly and nodded. With that, I gave her my spare keys and she left.
Remembering that I was still soaked to the bone, I took a hot shower and landed on my bed with a huff. The moment that I got into a comfy position, I heard insistent knocks accompanied with multiple blurred 'Clary Clary Clary Clary Claries'.
I got up, regrettably leaving the warmth of my bed to answer the door. I'd almost slammed it shut when I saw who was standing on the other side in all his shining glory (intense sarcasm). Before it could fully close, Jace jammed his foot, stopping it.
"Ow." He whined. "That hurt shorty."
I'm not exactly sure when or why our small feud had started, but I do know that thoroughly annoyed with the fact that Jace lives just across from me and likes to bother me whenever he pleases.
"What do you want goldie." I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose.
"Food." He replied simply, opening the door fully and stepping inside. "I don't have anything to eat so I figured I might as well come over and see what you have."
"And who says you're allowed to eat my food?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest. "Who says your even allowed in my apartment?"
"Oh come on shorty, you know you daydream about moments like this." He grinned leaning against my door frame.
"One" I said holding up my pointer finger "My food. If you keep doing this, I'm going to expect you to start paying for it. Two" I stuck up a second finger. "I think we both know that you're the one who fantasises about me" I lowered my hand.
"Touché." He turned around and continued raiding my fridge.
"Uh hey Jace here's an idea, leave."
"Now what kind of friend would I be if I left you all by your self in this big old apartment?" He grabbed a couple leftovers from the fridge and walked to the living room turning on the tv and propping his feet up on my coffee table.
" Friend? You? Since when are we that close?" I replied, swatting his feet off the table.
He mumbled something unintelligible and pulled something from under him. Dangling in-between his fingers was one of my black bras.
"Well well red, if I didn't know any better, I'd think that you're trying to send me a message."
My face burned as I grabbed it from him and threw it into my room. "No need to be embarrassed." He called. "It's nice! I bet it would look even better on."
I returned to the sight of him waggling his eyebrows. "Out! NOW!" I yelled.
"Unfortunately," He sighed "I cannot."
"And whys that" I challenged.
"Because. Alec brought Magnus over and they are canoodling on my couch."
"Who says canoodling anymore and why is that my problem? Go the movies or something."
"All by myself." He made a puppy dog face.
"Yes Jace, you're a big boy I think you can handle it."
"Oooor, you could come with me. Like a date." He wiggled his eyebrow again.
"I tired Jace. Can you just go? I need sleep."
"Okay red you win this time." He pouted. "I guess I'll just go then." Jace got up and piled whatever food he hadn't finished into his arms before finally leaving.
I decided I would leave the mess for tomorrow and returned to my bed the had been calling my name. Hiden under my warm sheets, I fell into a dreamless sleep.