Keeping this A/N short. So this is a Clace fanfic. I might start out with EXTREMELY short chapters but with time, they'll grow. Let's start.
I wish that when I'm 23 or something, I could move in to a big house with my best friend and with a dog. And then next door, there would be a cute boy my age with a broken past who just moved in with his friend. Unfortunately, I'm 16 and in math class with Mr. Starkweather.
I live in Idris, a little town near London.I live with my mom, Jocelyn and dad, Luke. Next door is Simon, my geeky best friend. As I said, I want a cute boy to live next do-
"Miss Fray?"
"Yes? Oh sorry. What was the question?"
A group of snickers attack the silence of the room.
"What was the longest time you were on a toilet?"
Oh.
"Er... one hour?"
Suddenly, the final bell of the day rings. Saved by the bell.
Quickly gathering all my stuff, I storm out of class to bump into someone in the hallway.
"I-I'm sorry."
"Hey Clary." The guy says.
Looking up, I see Simon. He helps me get my stuff and we walk down the hallway. People are staring.
"Why are they staring at you?" I ask him.
"Actually, it's you they're looking at. Your red hair looks like a blood jungle."
"Shut up." I say as I playfully punch him.
And... cut! That's it. It's short. I know, I know. This is just the beginning. Anywho, whadidja think? Huh? Huh? Good? Bad? PM me!
Bye!
-Thefaultinourfandoms