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Scratched Chapter 1
The girl in the mirror looked slightly harassed, her cheeks bright red even in the dim lights of the bathroom. Her long red curles bounced off her shoulders as she adjusted the neck of her top and applied a small amount of lipgloss. She smiled into the mirror, her green eyes seeming exceptionally bright tonight.
Clary shrugged, looking around the club's small bathroom. She sighed, opening the door as a girl with long hair and dark trails of mascara rushed in behind her closing the door. This was nothing out of the ordinary. Girls with high hopes comming into Pandemonium just to be given colorful drinks and compliments and insults from guys dressed in spandex.
The dancefloor was exceptionally quiet, much quieter than when she had left the boy with the green highlights earlier. Clary looked around, looking for her best friend, but he seemed to have been absorbed into the crowd. She glanced over towards the door to see the regular bouncer, Ralph, standing on top of a folding chair which didn't seem enough to hold his weight. His hands were across his chest, but more in a sign of fear than authority.
" Are you alright, Ralph?" she asked comming up. He smiled, trying to regain his cool, but sighed, letting his chest back out.
" A monster came in the door, he's under the table"
" A monster?" said Clary skeptically, glancing down at where her best friend was under the table. She could see the edge of his faded Chuck Talor's and the frayed rim of his cargo pants. She walked over, standing near the table, as she heard Ralph gasp. Simon stood up, holding a ball of black fur in his hands.
" It's a cat" said Clary glancing back up at Ralph, who shrugged stepping down to the ground.
" Thank's Simon" muttered Ralph before standing back near the door, his hands crossed back over his chest reassuming the position.
" His name is Chairman Meow" said Simon reading the tag from the cat's neck. " He lives in one of the High Suites in Brooklyn."
" We can pass it on the way home." said Clary walking towards the door. The loud music was begining to give her a headache and she just didn't feel like acting like a slut for any longer. Clary watched as Ralph tried to pass a Benjamin into simon's hands, but he shook his head, his dark hair falling into his glasses.
" Friends don't tip friends" muttered Simon and they walked out into the street and turned towards Brooklyn.
" It's so slow tonight" muttered the girl, her dress reaching the ground in graceful white layers. " I mean usually demons flood the place for the vitality. But this place is just dead." She sounded irritated, her hands racking through her long back tresses with boredom.
" Izzy's right, the night died young" said the dark haired boy, his eyes lingering on his watch. "10:30" he said sounding surprised," Hodge will still be awake" he said walking towards the door.
" Let's take the long way." his gold hair glinted in the light as he stepped out of the shadows. He hadn't talked yet, irritation as prevelant on his face as it was on Izzy's. " Come on Alec, a nice walk down Brooklyn never hurt anybody" he said smirking as the other boy just shrugged.
" I think Jace is right" said the girl perking up slightly.
" Alright" muttered Alec, " But I'm watching the clock" he muttered following his friend and sister past the bouncer keeping in their wake.