Okay, this might be a little weird but the summary should explain everything. If not, ask in a review or something
This idea came from talking with Sportyno1 and Vicky199416, WHO ARE THE AWESOMEST PEOPLE EVER BECAUSE THEY'RE SO COOL AND THEY'RE BRITISH!
Disclaimer: random turkey!
"Clary!" my mother yelled, waking me up.
"What do you want?" I yelled back. She was so annoying sometimes.
"Get your ass out of bed and get ready!" she sounded pretty mad. I instantly got up because I knew she probably had a rough night. Darn perverts harassing the dancers again.
"Stupid hair! Maybe I should just cut you off altogether." I said as I tried combing my hair.
"Clary, stop talking to your hair and get out of your room now. David needs a place to sleep while I make him breakfast." My mother was banging on my door.
"Okay, mom!" I yelled and checked my phone. Simon, my best friend, hadn't called me back. Or texted back. And it had been three minutes. What was he doing? Why wasn't he answering? Was he with another girl? Had he found a new best friend? WHY WASN'T HE ANSWERING FAST ENOUGH?
"Clary, get out!" my mother was getting even more agitated with me not listening to her.
"FINE! Just make him promise he won't sniff my underwear." I said, remembering the last guy who had slept in here. My mother had caught him sniffing my underwear and even putting some in his pocket.
"No promises." A deep and gravelly voice said from outside my door. I sighed. Another pervert who's going to sniff my laundry and probably do some other stuff with it. Maybe even wear it.
I left without saying goodbye to pervert number 46 and waited for Simon in the parking lot. This was going to be a sucky day.
Sorry for the short chapter but I have to follow the length of the original chapter, which is super short. I hope I can update this sooner and I promise I'll try to update the rest of my stories as soon as I can! Until next time, don't forget me! And also, everyone is going to be OOC, so don't freak out when Clary says something perverted or anything.