Irdis Boarding School for Gifted Super naturals:
Simon pulled his black hoodie over his head before exiting his house. The sun was sinking into the sky and nightfall would come soon. He took back to alleys of New York to Clary's house every night or else he would be doomed. He neared her house and saw her slip a ladder out her window. Simon jumped the fence and scurried up the ladder, only to find a certain red head drawing on her bed.
"Hey Si," she whispered glancing from her notebook.
He closed the window after slipping the ladder back inside. She moved over and patted her comforter.
"You excited?" He asked sitting down. Her room was cluttered with suitcases filled with either clothes, electronics or art supplies. An audible gulp came from his side. Nerves were one thing, but fear was another. He rubbed her back still waiting for a reply.
"Actually I am, but we are going to be freshman. I heard from Izzy it's brutal, what if she's right?"
Simon recognized the name, she was Clary's best friend. Isabelle was a sophomore and if she had survived, he and Clary could. She smiled and shaded more on her drawing before tossing it onto a suitcase.
"So," Clary sighed," are you excited? Packed your bags yet?" She leaned back, staring at her ceiling.
"Definitely, my mom wouldn't let me leave until I did." He flopped down on the bed, hitting his head on the headboard. "Shit!"
His best friend started laughing but managed to say," you're a vampire Si, you won't die."
Scoffing, he opened his mouth to say something but someone knocked on her door. Jonathon opened the door and gave Simon a smile. "Sis, make sure everything's ready because I'm loading the car before you get up. Nice to see you again vamp boy, leave before dad gets suspicious." With that he closed the door and left them alone.
"Simon, go ahead and do it."
He watched as she removed her hair from her neck and exposed the two bites from under the band aid. His fangs slid out involuntarily and he scooted closer. "Clary, you don't have to do this. I told you that I was fine."
"Simon, you need blood and it wouldn't hurt if you got a double dose this month."
He nodded, knowing he would lose this battle. His hand gripped her shoulder and he bit down into the precut marks. Everything was a daze, her blood tasted amazing. He pulled back and licked the blood off his fangs. It was obvious she loved the feeling, she even giggled.
"Well I will see you tomorrow Clary, ciao!" He slipped outside using the ladder and ran home. Tomorrow would be a great day.
-TMITMITMI-
I woke up and gripped my neck. Simon had stayed over for a few minutes but it was worth it. The clock face blared 6:30, I had to get up. The bathroom light blinded me but I endured it. Make up? No, I never wear any. Jonathon waited downstairs with a toaster strudel and id badges.
"You look adorable Clare-bear, let's go."
I pulled the pastry from the toaster and popped it into my mouth. Grabbing my badge, I glared. That wasn't a fifteen year old girl I saw, I looked twelve. My idiot sophomore brother laughed, he was a jackass sometimes. Resentfully I got in the passenger seat and put my headphones in my ears. Johnathon punched my shoulder before backing out of the driveway. I dozed off and when my eyes opened before me was the most beautiful structure I'd ever seen. It was white marble with large black windows, and a red banner saying 'Welcome' on the front.
Jonathon smiled and stepped out of the car. I took that as my queue to follow. I walked around to the back and helped him unload. I struggled with my five bags but I made it to the registration area. Doing as Isabelle told me, I dropped them off and told the guy who I was. He nodded and loaded them onto a cart. From there I figured he took them to the room. Curiosity compelled me to get through the signup sheets and schedules to the roommate list. I scanned the list until I found my name and almost squealed.
Second Floor- Girls
Maia Roberts & Helen Blackthorn: Room 2-A
Isabelle Lightwood & Clary Fray: Room 2-B
Jonathon joined me and looked content at his roommates.
Third Floor- Guys
3-C: Jace and Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, Johnathon …..
I smiled and walked into the building. Signs were cluttering the pillars but one stuck out.
Please take me! For all students:
Dorm rules:
.No girls in boys' dorms
.Curfew-
Freshman-Juniors: 11:30 weekends, 11:00 school nights
Seniors: 12:00 weekends, 11:45 school nights
.Respect EVERYONE, No fighting!
.Check-in before leaving campus
.No skipping class, unless it's a study hall
.Auditorium is open from nine am to eight pm, only entry upon special request is allowed before or after
.PDA is enforced to an extent
Enjoy your year!
Head Master Lightwood
I slipped one from the stack and backed up into a mountain. More like a boy but he had big bones. He had gold hair and beautiful eyes but I shook my head and looked down.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
He chuckled and rubbed his neck," its okay Red, what's your name?"
"Clary," I said looking up," Clary Fray. You are?"
"Lightwood, Jace Lightwood." He said holding out his hand.
I shook it and remembered," so you have the pleasure of rooming with my brother. If he ever annoys you I am in 2-B."
"2-B, okay then. I guess you get to room with Izzy then, good luck."
I laughed and smirked, so this was the famous Jace. I waved goodbye and hopped in the lift. A tan hand stuck itself in the crack and Jace was on the other side. He climbed in with me and looked my way. "You mind?"
"Not at all." I pressed the button for the second and third floor quickly. Jace leaned against the wall casually. I couldn't help but stare.
"Like what you see? Most do."
I felt my cheeks heat and snickered," No, I'm just stunned to finally meet the famous, idiotic brother Jace. Izzy told me a lot about you."
"Well thank her for me, I know I'm impressive."
The doors opened, and I stepped out," will do, see you around."
"Oh yes you will Clary," I heard before the doors closed. I turned red and walked to our room. Izzy had already stuck a white board on the door, and it was screaming my name. I ignored the call and turned the knob. Izzy was putting up posters on her side and almost tackled me when she saw me.
"Clary! You're finally here! God I missed you!"
I could barely breathe from her hug but I managed a," Izzy you're hurting me."
She apologized and rubbed the wrinkles out of her dress. I couldn't blame her though, seeing me was a big deal. She had been in Japan all summer, but she had to come back a week ago because her mom ran the school. Maryse Lightwood was a beautiful, strong women who resembled Alec and Izzy to a tee. I hadn't met Alec though, he was away for soccer or something whenever I came over. Izzy shoved a pile of expos into my hand and threw the door sized white board and a larger one my way.
"Draw, now! This room won't be as pretty without some art." Of course my best friend would make me draw. I figured she hadn't even bothered to check my art bag.
"Izzy, I have some sketches in my bag if you want to frame them for me. It wouldn't hurt to have some sketched art in here."
She took the idea and ran. I had never seen her work so fast aside from snatching all the good clothes on Black Friday. When I finished a purple and gold dragon on the larger white board Izzy had already shoved my clothes in drawers and stuck my work in silver and black frames. I finished our door board in about five minutes and was proud.
Izzy and Clary!
Knock or Die a fashionable death.
"Izzy, I'm going to give a few drawings to Jon. Want to come?" I asked snatching up a few doodles of video game characters. She shook her head and grinned.
"Clarissa, I must organize these so your wall looks presentable. Now go, I know Jon misses you already." I flicked her off and she just stuck out her tongue.
When the elevator doors opened I smelt axe, old spice, and whatever else the guys were wearing. A few turned their heads but I kept walking until I reached 3-C. "Jon, it's me."
"Who's me? I don't recall having a sister named 'me'."
"Jonathon, its Clarissa. Now open up or you won't get your surprise." I huffed putting my free hand on my hip. The door opened and his shirt was off, along with everyone else's. Jon rubbed his head and tried to stop me from looking. "Clary, one second."
Jace spoke up from somewhere in the room," if she's related she can come in. Clary, just go under his arm."
"The problem is everyone is shirtless. Did you think of that smart ass?"
I sighed and slipped under his arm," I've seen my fair share of male chest, chill bro." Jon just pouted and followed.
"I'm just delivering these," I placed the drawings on the bed and grinned. "Hanging out with your brother so much pays off." A unanimous gasp echoed through the room.
"Wow! She really is amazing!" A dark haired boy who resembled Izzy said.
"Impressive." Magnus proclaimed. I only recognized him because of Izzy's description.
"Small but talented. Can she be my sister Jon?" Jace said in a muffled laugh.
Male Izzy met my eyes and smiled," I'm Alec, Izzy's brother." Then he turned to Jace," would Izzy like to know you said that? You about died for insulting her cooking already."
"Well, she can't cook. I was not about to eat a health hazard."
I evacuated the room before more was said and Jace noticed I was staring at his abs. "Hey Red! Wait!"
"Yes?"
"At lunch, which is in half an hour, do you want to sit with us? You can avoid all the bullying that way. If you have any other freshman friends, I'd be okay with saving them too."
I thought before answering him," I do have a friend named Simon Lewis. Do you know which room he's in?"
He smirked and grimaced,"3-F I think. Guess I'll see you later then?"
"Thank you Jace! I'll see you guys at lunch." I sprinted off down the hall to find Simon. He waved and went back inside Jon's room a little glum. As soon as I reached 3-F Simon opened the door and bear hugged me. "Clare-bear, I'm so glad I found you! Jordan and I have been discussing freshman survival tactics."
"Si, I have good news. You don't need to have any for lunch. How does sitting with sophomores sound?" Simons face lit up and he nodded. "Good because you and I are safe. Jace invited me to sit with them. He also said I could save a friend."
Simon let out a quiet 'yay' and hugged me tighter. Then an idea came to me.
"Simon I want you to meet someone. Come with me."
I swore when we entered the elevator I heard a quiet sigh. Who did it though?
