AN: Hello everyone! So this is my first fanfiction, kinda just trying it out so.. let me know what you think! This is about a different kind of Will/Tessa, where they met in a different way than the way in the book. (This will be switching POVs between Will and Tessa each chapter)
Chapter One: Will (1)
I stared out the large, four pane window of my home with dread. Raining, always raining. Today was my best friend Jem's eighteen birthday, and I had hoped for once we could actually go out and do something fun. Looks like the annual dinner and a movie would take place again tonight.
I sighed and walked back down the hall towards my bedroom, hoping to pass the remaining time in between the time when Jem would come pick me up with a good book. When I opened my door, though, I found none other than my younger sister Cecily's prying eyes searching through my journal entries.
"Cecy! Get out!" I yelled as I shooed her out the door upon making notice of what she was looking at.
"Why? Just because I'm not afraid of ducks?" She said and burst out laughing, sticking her tongue out at me. I groaned, knowing this would surely not be the end of this torment.
"You would be afraid, too, if you knew what I knew.." I mumbled.
"And what's that? A duck stalking you?" She giggled.
"Just please, get out. I need to get ready for tonight."
"Tonight? Ooh little Will's got a girlfriend?" She wiggled her fingers at me.
Blushing, I replied, "No, Jem's birthday tonight."
"Oh, tell him I said happy birthday," she said with a high enthusiasm and a light pink blush on her cheeks. I knew she liked Jem, and she just wouldn't admit it to me, but I could read her in a strange way.
"Ok," I winked at her "If you say so."
She smirked and brushed past me to leave my room, finally.
I sighed and went over to my bed where my phone sat on top of my pillow. Pressing the four on the pad, Jem's speed dial number, I held the phone up to my ear and fiddled with the collar on my shirt.
"Hey." I heard Jem's voice on the other line and sat up.
"Hey there birthday boy!" I teased with him, laughing as I did so.
"Wow, couldn't think of anything more original today Herondale?" he replied and I could almost see his smile through the phone.
"So, what are we doing today for this wonderful occasion?"
"The usual, be at my place at 5."
"Dinner with your dad and you?"
"Yeah, and my dad is having a business client over as well, and his daughter."
I was glad there was going to be a change in events, even though there was no change in venue.
"Alright, have you met her before?"
"A few times, she's really nice" he beamed and I could quickly tell that he fancied this girl.
"Ok, can't wait to meet her."
"See you soon, bro."
"Bye"
I hung up the phone and checked the time, 3:30. I decided that I would have to start getting ready in fifteen minutes, so until then I picked up my favorite book and skimmed through it for my favorite parts, rereading them as I went.
After a bit, I checked the time again, it was 3:55. Crap! I quickly went to my closet and picked out my normal attire for this event, black shirt and jacket, as well as jeans. I raced into the bathroom and jumped in the shower. By the time I got out, it was already 4:20. I quickly put on my clothes and looked in the mirror.
Dapper, William. I thought to myself with a grin and then laughed at myself. I combed my hair quickly and then ran downstairs to get in the car. It was already 4:45, and Jem's house was about 25 minutes away. I yelled "Bye Mom! Bye Dad! Going to Jem's" upstairs and heard my mom mutter something that sounded like okay, she knew it was his birthday, after all.
Driving there seemed like a very long feat, even with the radio on and windows opened. I felt silly for thinking that, because it was less than a half an hour away after all. When I rode up into the driveway, I clicked my phone on to check the time, 5:15. Crap, I thought. Jem would be upset I was late. Oh, well.
I jumped out of the car and came up to the front door, ringing the doorbell. Jem's dad answered with a grin, "Hello, Will. Jem's upstairs, waiting for you." He said as he opened the door, a gesture for me to get in. This meant Jem was most likely getting impatient. "Okay, thank you sir." I may be a bit smart-mouthed, but with people of authority like Jem's dad, I decided to play it safe.
I went up the stairs to Jem's room and walked through the open gap. He was sitting on his bed, his hands folded together. I knocked on the door to get his attention and he jolted up. "Oh, hey Will! Thank goodness you came, I thought you wouldn't show up and I'd be left alone in this awkward mess." He said with a slight laugh.
"Never on your birthday, dude." He came up to give me a slight one handed bro hug. I heard the doorbell ring downstairs, and the shuffling of feet and muffled hello's indicating our other guests were here. "Better get down there, huh?" He said with a nervous grin.
I nodded and we walked down the stairs together and into the kitchen where his dad and the others stood. My eyes were immediately drawn to a tall, brunette girl with stormy gray eyes. For a moment, I think she may be the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Her long, brown hair is swept over one shoulder in ringlets, and her long eyelashes are made full by mascara. The dress she is wearing is purple, and falls to just above her knees, making her big grey eyes stand out like fireworks on a pitch black fourth of July.
"Earth to Will?" I hear Jem call and I realize I've been staring for too long. I quickly look away and put on a small smile. "Sorry, just thinking."
"Anyways, this is Mortmain, Tessa's father. Well, adopted father, really." He gestures to the man standing next to his Dad who I assume is Mortmain. He holds a hand out to me and I shake it. His grip is firm, strong. "Nice to meet you, sir." I say in the most polite manner I can.
Next, Jem gestures to the girl I was staring at previously. "And this is Tessa." Tessa. The name fits her perfectly, unique and yet still somehow gorgeous. "I'm Will." I say and hold out a hand to her, she takes it and shakes softly. Her hand makes mine warm when she touches it, and I am somehow nervous now. She smiles at me. "Nice to meet you, Will."
"The pleasure is mine."
AN: Let me know what you think and if you want me to keep going! Thanks