Clary moaned as she heard her alarm clock go off. The piercing noise echoed through her ears making it near impossible to ignore it. Lifting her arm she smacked down on the clock so that it would shut up, and when it did she led in bed for a while staring up at the ceiling.
It was her first day at her new school, and she was beyond terrified. Moving in the middle of the week to a new school, a new city and a new country was going to make it difficult to fit in.
Luckily, she'd heard Americans loved British accents and she definitely had one.
Clary thought back to her times in London, she'd had to leave behind all her friends and knew she'd most likely never see them again. Clary looked to her left and saw the picture frame of her and all her friends sat on the bedside table.
It had been boiling hot on that day, which never happens, and everyone had been out and soaking up the sun. They'd had a massive pool party at Clary's house as it was also only a week before she left.
Clark looked at the picture, she could remember every bit. The blue sky and the damp green grass. The family mansion in the background and the large pool full with lilo's and other floating things. Her and all her friends were stood along the far side of the pool all with their hands linked. She was in the middle and beside her were her two best friends Rebeckah and Catarina, beside them were the rest of her friends like Jules, Emma, Helen, Amatis, Luke, Robert and Maryse. They were all standing around the pool and everyone was getting ready to jump in. In the picture they had their legs all to the side and since then Clary hadn't been happier, as proves the huge laughing smile on her face.
Finally, she pushed her legs off the bed and stood up. The room was pretty sparse, only a double bed with two bedside tables and the rest of the room full with cardboard boxes. She looked out of the large window behind her bed and saw the huge garden behind their house. It was a long stretch of green grass surrounded by all different kinds of trees. There was a large porch with a glass table and umbrella and in front of it was a large pool. Much bigger than the one they had in London.
Her family had moved to the richest street of New York. A street especially for members of The Clave. That was the reason why they'd moved. The Clave was annoyed they didn't live in New York and her mother, Jocelyn, was fed up of flying to New York. They'd been planning to move for a year but couldn't because their house was being built. It was a huge marble building, everything white or pale colours and completely suited Jocelyn. There was five levels. The bottom level, the basement, was for the maids and butlers. The second level was where the large kitchen was; as well as the entrance with the two swirling staircases leading up stairs; the dining room with the ridiculously long table and velvet seated chairs; and last the sitting room, half of it was decked out with posh leather chairs, coffee table and Tv. The other half, separated by a wall was the best room. It had an 80" TV the covered nearly the whole wall and a huge sound system that sounded amazing. It had comfortable leather sofas, bean bags and arm chairs, and also a built in fish tank.
The third level held all the 'fun' things. For instance the gym, the swimming pool, the arcade and the cinema. But on the other side was the business side. It had three offices, one for Jocelyn, one for Lucian and one for homework. It had a meeting room with a coffee machine and a long oak table,
Then lastly there was the top level where all the bedrooms were. Jocelyn and Lucian had the biggest bedroom on one side of the house. And Clary had the other bedroom on the other side of the house. Although in the attic, which is where Clary wanted to sleep, was her brother Jonathan. He had windows surrounding his whole room which had blinds that would close whenever you said 'open' or 'close'.
Clary loved the house and so did everyone else.
She stumbled across her room towards her en suite and opened the door, it was a large white marble room with a corner bath tub and glass shower. She stepped inside the shower and began to wash herself using the expensive guava shampoo and conditioner that was given.
When she was finished, she stepped out of the shower and dried her self before looking in the mirror. Her red hair hand in damp strands around her head and she was flushed from the hot water.
Slowly she padded off towards her walk in wardrobe, she wasn't a big fan of clothes but her mother had insisted. She grabbed a pair of black ripped jeans from prada and a high necked, non sleeved, crop top from American apparel. She then pulled on her black vans and an emerald trench coat that brought some colour too the look. She then brushed and blow dried her hair before straightening it so that it didn't look crazy.
Sitting down at the dressing table in her bathroom, she put on a bit of foundation, blush, concealer and mascara all from mac before hurrying out of the room and down stairs.
As she trotted down the stairs she looked behind to see her brother Jonathan behind her.
"Morning Jon!" She called at her brother who smiled at her lovingly.
"Morning Clarissa." He said running a hand through his silvery hair. He was taller than Clary and had bright green eyes just like her, he was muscly but also delicate in a way. He had long fingers like Jocelyn but sharp edges to his face like their father Valentine.
Valentine had died in a car crash when she was 5 and so her mother had married Lucian Graymark, who she dearly loved. As the two siblings walked down the stairs together she could smell pancakes being cooked on the second floor, so they both sprinted down the stairs past the third floor until they got to the kitchen. The kitchen was a pale mint green with large white, marble counters and at the cooker stood Jocelyn making pancakes. Usually the maids would make the meals but Jocelyn loved to make breakfast so they let her.
"Morning." Her mother sang as they stepped into the kitchen and sat at the breakfast bar.
"Morning mum." The siblings said at the same time.
Jocelyn walked over and placed two plates in front of them, both stacked with golden pancakes and covered in maple syrup and strawberries. Clary and Jonathan ate up quickly before they both said their thanks and rushed out of the door. Clary had packed her bags last night so she now picked up her handbag from Gucci and rushed out the door with her brother. When they got there they saw Lucian talking to a tall man with curly red hair and introduced him as Henry Branwell. The man had a cheery face and after a while his wife came to join them. She was a small woman with brown hair and a sweet, but stern face. Apparently, she was Charlotte Branwell and was their aunt as she was originally Charlotte Fairchild. They lived next door with their god daughter Teresa who at that moment came walking down the path way towards them.
"Hey I'm Tessa Gray." She said smiling and held out her hand for Clary.
Clary took the girls small hand and shook it out happily, "I'm Clary Fairchild, but I don't suppose you already knew that."
Tessa laughed and the two girls started talking about the school Clary was going to, and which Tessa went to.
"I'll introduce you to all my friends," She said linking arms with Clary, the girl had soft brown hair and pretty grey eyes. She was in fact, very pretty.
"Oh really?" Clary asked smiling brightly, "That would be reassuring."
"Most of them live around here," She said then pointing to a dark mansion down the road, "That's the Lightwood mansion, my friend Alec lives there." Then she pointed at a large grey mansion beside it, "That's the other Lightwood mansion, Gideon and Gabriel live there." \She then pointed at a castle like mansion next door to Clary's house, "And that's the Carstair mansion. It looks a bit like a castle though, so we call it the Carstair castle. That's where Jem lives."
After a while of talking they all said their goodbyes and Clary and Jonathan got into Lucian's car, which was a white Lamborghini with black leather seats inside. On the way they stopped off at starbucks and Clary ordered a frappucino which she'd drink at school, and they started driving off to their new school.