Clary lie in bed thinking about how horrible her first day at her new school would be. She would be the new girl, thanks to her mom and her blasting job. Jocelyn Fairchild was a legendary artist and director. She could create movie magic, everyone loved her and even so everyone loved Clary, especially when they heard Fairchild.
A knock came to her door, she looked up. "Yes?" She called.
Jocelyn took that as an invitation to enter her daughter's bedroom, Clary sighed. "I just thought you'd like some dinner" She said. Clary shook her head, her mother was always busy and she never really had time for mother daughter things. She'd given Clary whatever her heart desired but not the one thing she actually wanted. Her mothers time and companionship.
"Sweetie, I know you're scared about the new school but I promise everything will work out perfectly." Jocelyn said, Clary shrugged. "Yeah, because you know what its like being a traveling teenager, moving anywhere at a moments notice. For God sakes Mom! you lived in one town your who up bringing, you have no idea what its like for me. I'm not scared I'm mortified!" Clary expelled a breath, turning on her side.
"I just don't want to talk about this right now" She said, hoping her mother would leave her alone. Clary didn't have to hope because Jocelyn never pried, she just gave up to easy. Clary knew she'd wake up with a gift sometime when her mother wasn't busy and remembered about her.
"Sweetheart, I've decided to give you your own credit card alright? There is no limit, spend as much as you want, shop. Update your wardrobe, Jimmy Choo even sent you some shoes he loves you sweetheart, but who wouldn't after all you are my prefect little girl" She said, Clary fought everything in her body to keep from scoffing or yelling at her mom.
"Thanks mom, I'll just see you in the morning or tomorrow, I'm really tired and I have a long day ahead of me anyway" She said. Jocelyn smiled, kissing her daughter's forehead. Clary could never hurt her mom's feelings even if her mom hurt hers, she knew it was unintentional and that made her feel even more obligated to protect her mother. "Alright sweetheart, good night" She whispered.
"Night" Clary said, before curling up into her sheets and letting the darkness take her.
Clary's alarm woke her up and she fought the urge to scowl or even worse scream. She hated California's time, waking up at six in the morning to go to school for seven thirty was ridiculous, New York had school at eight, which meant an hour more of sleep, plus Clary's friends were there. She sighed and headed for the shower.
When she came out the bathroom she got dressed in tight black skinny jeans, a gray sweatshirt which contained Mickey Mouse, yellow neon belt and yellow keds, she went back to her bathroom and fixed her extremely curly hair. She brushed it up into a bun, sliding a neon yellow headband on. She grabbed her limited addition Versace bag and her phone and went down the stairs. She went into the kitchen and saw the note she'd expected on the fridge. 'I had to leave early sorry sweetheart, I won't be back until twelve am, but how about you go shopping and try to make friends? Also look outside, keys on the counter'
Clary watched the time and saw it was seven already, she squeaked as she grabbed the keys and went outside. She was greeted by a leopard Lamborghini, Leave it to Mother to buy me an expensive car and thank that will fix my problems with her. I climbed into the car and headed for school. I saw a kid running after the school bus, he had shaggy brown hair and glasses, he was wearing a gamer tee, dark jeans and converses. She stopped by the side of the rode.
"Need a lift?" Clary asked. The kid stared at her as if she'd gone mad. "I don't bite" She adds. He hesitates for a minute then hops in the car. Clary speeds off using the GPS to lead her to school. "Do you always pick up stranger?" He asked. Clary smiled. "Not really, but I like being nice, and you didn't seem dangerous" She said, the kid frowned.
"I'm Simon Lewis" He said. "Clarissa Fairchild" Clary said, the boy's face reddened. The name was some sort of curse, people were either frightened, angered, jealous or worshiping the ground she walked on when she said it. "Don't worry, I'm not like all the other rich snobs" I say, he swallows.
"I like your shirt, I personally loved Legolas, he is extremely hot" Clary said, Simon laughed. "Right..." He said. "I like your shirt, do you play Call of duty?" She asked, trying to strike up conversation. Her friends, Maia and Jordan back home were gamers just like her. She'd worn gamer tees and sneakers until Maia decided she needed to start dressing the part of a single female. Classy but not trashy.
"You're a gamer?" He asked, obviously starstruck. "Yes" She says. He gapes at her and she glares at him as she parks the car. "What!" She snaps, he shakes his head. "Nothing, its I wouldn't peg you for the gamer type of girl" He says. I hop out of the car and he does the same. I lock it.
"Don't judge a book by its cover" I say, he nods, I walk beside him, thanking Raziel no one is outside to see the car. I wouldn't be able to take the awed looks, there are nice cars here. I see some 'vintage' -in other words raggedy- cars on the other side of the school. "Will you need a ride home?" I ask, he shakes his head.
"It's fine really, I don't know anyone and I like you already. We could car pool and then you can come over and game with me or we can hit the mall or something after school?" She suggested, Simon's innocent but calm and shy expression reminded her of her Father and Brother, they'd died in a car crash when she was seven. Jonathan had been the best brother ever and she'd missed him. "Why not" Simon says. He points her to the office and she disappears inside to get her schedule.
Clary walks outside the office, schedule inside, searching the map, when she bumps into a wall. A breathing wall, suddenly feeling guilty she looks up and is greeted by the most sexiest man alive.
"Hi, I'm Jace" The guy says. "H..Hi.. I'm.. Sorry" Clary stutters, immediately blushing when she hears what she said. He chuckles. "Well Sorry, It's nice meeting you, I like your hair color" He compliments, she nods. "Thanks, I'm Clary actually..." She says.
"Ah... Like the Clary Sage?" He says. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl" If it's even possible she blushes even more.
"Jacey!" A high pitched voice squeals. Clary watches as Malibu Barbie, with big boobs and a round bottom, skips over glaring at her. "I missed you" She says, launching herself at Jace. She kisses him, Clary sees she's caked up in make up wearing a short skirt, tight top and heels. Clary knows her type. The popular mean girl.
She walks away not wanting to see them stuff their tongues down each others throats. She starts to walk around the school looking for her class. She started to get frustrated when she noticed she passed the office twice. "Need help?" A smooth voice says. Clary looks up to see another handsome boy, of course he's not as hot as Jace, but he's handsome none the less. "Yes actually" I say. "Alright, I'm Sebastian Verlac by the way" He holds out his hands, she shake his hand and he brings it to his lips.
"Clarissa Fairchild, but I go by Clary" Clary smiles. "Can I see your schedule?" He asks, she nod handing him the tiny piece of paper. "Lucky you Babe, we have English, Gym, Lunch and a free period together" He says. Clary nods, he leads her down the corridor. "Aren't I lucky I ran into you?" He asks. Clary smirks as they enter the classroom where theres, kissing, laughing, arguing and things flying across the room. So much for a private academy...
She frowns at the many eyes gawking at her. Uncomfortable, Sebastian leads her to a table in the middle of the room on the side, by the windows. She see's the Golden God, Jace from this morning behind them along with his girlfriend. Clary notices the glare from the girl and turns to look at Sebastian. "That's Aline Penhallow" He says, Clary nods. Just then the bell rings and the teacher enters, everyone pulls it together.
"Hello Class, sorry I'm late but I had a late meeting about the new girl who's sitting by Mr. Verlac I see" The teacher says, Clary blushes bright pink. "Would you mind coming up and introducing yourself?" He says, Clary nods, standing she walks to the front of the class and turns to face the anxious people staring at her.
"My name's Clarissa Fairchild and I just moved from New York to here, because my mother is directing a few films for this year" She says, everyone starts whispering and murmuring, but one girl jumps up.
"Oh My God!" Aline screams. "You're Jocelyn Fairchild's daughter, I knew the red hair and green eyes looked familiar!" She squealed. How could Jace even tolerate that annoying voice of hers. It made Clary want to growl every time she heard it. "Yes, that would be correct" Clary says, going to take her seat again. "Looks like Aline's found a new friend" Sebastian whispers in her ear, she giggles, slapping his chest.
"Shouldn't you be encouraging me to steer clear?" she asked, he chuckles. "Okay Class I want you and your partners to turn and face the people behind you, you four will be working together for the rest of the year" He said. "Now scoot your tables together please" He demanded in a polite tone, she got up and everyone started fixing the tables and chairs.
Finally they all sat down. "So, have you met Raphael Santiago?" Aline questioned, she sighed, this girl never wasted any time. "No, I probably won't meet him until my session on Saturday" Clary said. Aline's eyes brightened. "Session? are you two hooking up?" She asked, looking for gossip. "No! I teach him how to draw, it's part of his deal" She explains, Aline nods.
"I bet he wanted art lessons alright" She snorted, Clary glared at her. "I'm not the kind of girl, and I assure you he isn't the type of guy, he's way different than what the tabloids make of him and I assure you he's not the type of guy either" Clary says with venom. "How would you know you've never talked to him" She says.
"I have" Clary states. "But you said you didn't" Aline counters. "No.. I said, I never met him, I didn't say I never talked to him" She says, Jace senses the tension between us. "Why don't we start our work?" He offers up, everyone starts working.
"So how's your day been so far?" Simon asked, as we walked out of the school together. "Very aggravating, my name is cursed" Clary huffs. Simon smirked. "Well when your family owns nearly a billion things in this world and on top of that you know some pretty 'smoking hot' guys, you're going to be the talk of the school" He says. Clary rolls her eyes, as they get to her car.
"I just wish people would treat me normal, I mean it's not like I'm the hottest thing to ever walk the ends of the earth" Clary exaggerates. "You actually are, Kaelie was the number one hottest girl until you came, now guys have seen you, people have seen you. You're all natural, not plastic like the other girls. Guys love curves and edges but they love natural ones more." Simon pointed out, I scoffed.
As she opened her door Aline appeared. "Hey Clary want to hit the mall with me and the girls today?" She asks. Oh so now she wants to be nice instead of 'Bitchy Barbie'. "No thank you, I promised Simon we'd hang out" She says. "Are you two dating?" She asks. "No, we're friends" Clary assures her. Though Simon is cute, she much likes Jace, though she barely even talked to him. Then theres Raphael who she also likes, and she has talked to him, he was a gift from the Spanish God's.
"Oh alright, I guess we can see about tomorrow or any other day of the week when you aren't busy" She says. Clary nods politely as she walks off to her group of girlfriends. As she gets in and drives off, Simon decides to start talking again. "So want to go to the mall or something?" He asks. "Mall, I'd like to check out the new games" She says, He smiles. "Where have you been all my life?" He says. Clary laughs.
"Around the world?" She offers up, he rolls his eyes. "You know being a smart ass isn't all it's cracked up to be" He says. She laughs, as he types the mall's address into the GPS. "I know... After all I've known some for the longest time" She winks. "You know you're pretty cool for a girl who dresses like Barbie" He says. She raises a brow. "Barbie really?".
"I don't dress like Aline, Kaelie or Helen so why classify me as a Barbie?" She questions. He clears his throat. "Barbie is pretty, even without all those short and tight clothing so that's why I called you a Barbie" He says. Clary smiles. "Nice answer" She says, as they go inside the mall. "This is a really big mall" She says, admiring the views and all the stores.
"I know, my father owns the franchise" He says. Clary looks at him. "You're Father is Randolph Lewis?" She asks, he nods. "But he only has three kids, Tony, Maria and Jane Lewis" Clary says looking baffled. "Exactly, I'm an illegitimate child, he cheated on his wife and my mother got pregnant. Though we really didn't care since I love my real father, blood doesn't make family" He says.
"Did she tell him?" She asks, he shook his head. "She didn't want me to be the air of rumors and gossip" He says. Clary nods. "Oh... you know he's worth forty billion right?" She says, He shakes his head. "Everyone knows" He says. "Don't you want the money you're entitled to?" She asks, being the curious person she is. She always thought money made the character she wanted to know what character Simon was.
"No, He's not my father, blood doesn't matter to me. That would be disowning and disrespecting my dad and I won't do it. Ever" He says, Clary smiles. "Good answer" She says, thankful she won't have to end their friendship.
A/N: Review for more... I have to know if you guys like it and if I should continue the story, if I get more than five positive reviews I will continue :)