This is probably a really bad idea that a lot of people are going to hate, but this is my first fic, if this counts as one and I hope you enjoy.
This is a collection of moments from my own life that really stand out for me as some of the most exciting/ game changing, defining, important moments I've had so far inn my first 17 years of existence, but I've put the TMI characters in my place, because they defined me too.
First night out.
It's safe to say she can't remember much from that night.
But what she does remember is that it was a good one, it was one of those nights that made her really happy to be alive, one of those nights that made her stop thinking about the future and what lies in store for her, and just made her live, live in the moment.
This is the day she opened her eyes to new opportunities, this was something happy, that she could do over and over again, it was the explosion that shook things up, the next step in her ladder, it made her feel older, more alive, it was freedom.
Her mum coddled her, kept her safe, and she understood why she did that, after the car crash Luke said Jocelyn wasn't the same. Maybe it worried her that her only child could be taken from her as quickly as her husband was, which is why Clary never asked for too much, because she knew – more often that not- that the answer would be no.
Which is why her hands were shaking when it got to 9 pm and her friend told her to call her mom and tell her she wouldn't be home till late. Which was why it was like a slap across her face when her mom said yes.
She told her there might be drinking.
Her mom said she trusted her to be responsible
She said she was with a group of ten, six of which she didn't know well.
Her mom said the four she did know, knew how to behave and had a lot of common sense.
She said thank you and goodbye.
Her mom said look after Simon.
The reason she had told her mom the rest of that was because she guessed she might not be ready to be a real teenager, to do the things teenagers her age did. She didn't think she was ready to grow up just yet, even if it was one small night in a sea of thousands.
She didn't regret it though.
She, Simon, and Mel followed Lisa to meet her new college friends at corner of some bar called 'the hunters moon' and followed them down to a park Clary had never been to before, Simon seemed to share her nerves, she could tell by the way he stepped a little closer every time this guy called Jace would lean across to say something to her, also by the way he kept asking if she was okay with this, and how he'd keep staring at the others the same way he'd stare at an video game enemy as he tried to find their weaknesses.
This all changed when the music started, they were in a park Clary had never been to before, the moonlight was reflected on each piece of playground metal, there was no-one in sight but them, no houses nearby for their laughter to wake the occupants of, no children running around, it was like they were the last people on earth.
It all started getting fun when Simon had his first drink, and when Jace pushed her on one of the swings she was sitting on, completely taking her by surprise, it felt like her stomach was flipping upside down everytime she swung down, she closed he eyes tight, letting the her hair brush over her face and the cool night air wash over her as she wondered what it was like to fly as she sat sideways on the swing, her back to the chain and her hands and feet wrapped around the other, Simon didn't approve when she started screaming but as soon as the sound of her laughter sprung up with the sound of her fear of death, Simon relaxed too and even started trying to flirt with a pretty dark haired girl named Isabelle.
Mostly they just all talked, shared stories and joked under the stars and the light of someone's iPhone's torch that had been placed above them in a gap between the bars of a climbing frame, but the guys would play fight and start up more laughter, or if they were sitting on the roundabout no-doubt someone would come up with a drinking game and before she knew it she'd lost half the night in the bottom of a bottle and couldn't seem to get it back out again, Simon didn't even remember when he ran into the nearest 24 hour super store and bought a tiger onsie, complete with tail and ears and stood on top of the climbing wall singing a bad impression of the lion king song.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH MASO-SENSY AAAHHHHHHH MALO WEEE MALO WAAHHHHH OOOOMMMSSHHHNNAAAHHHH" he sung, screaming at the top of his voice, his glasses already broken and discarded somewhere, one hand outstretched in front of him like the people in the opera, the other clutching hold of his tail.
"SIMON! GET DOWN BEFORE YOU FALL!" she shouted up to her drunken friend, she could just see him, between the tears of laughter, silhouetted by the moon, ears all lopsided and swaying on his feet.
"NO WAY, it's BOOOORRRIINNGGG down there. Come up here and sing majesticalaly with me" he slurred back, before he begun the second verse.
She was pretty far gone too so she (with the help of the others) climbed up there with him, she managed to make him sit though, and he just stared at her with his big brown eyes and she noticed how his brown curly hair was sticking out under his tiger hood, she smiled at him, god he was cute when he was drunk.
He started leaning fore ward, she was pretty sure his eyes were bigger and that he hadn't blinked yet, then he lifted his hand up to her face.
"Simon what- what are you doing?" she giggled, not sure how to act between now and what was about to happen next, but her stomach was flipping over again, whether because she was excited or just had too much alcohol in her bloodstream and it was making her all jittery.
Thinking back on it, she's not sure how anyone could have acted, because he licked the thumb of his outstretched hand before wiping it between her eyebrows and whispered 'simbaaa'.