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Pants and Sparkles
"Why are we even here?" Alec asked irritably.
"So that I can try on outfits for my routines!" Clary told him again, bouncing out of her seat with each word.
But why am I here?" Alec whined AGAIN. "I don't even know how to dance-or how to tie up whatever those sparkly things are you guys- OH MY GOD CLARY WILL YOU SIT STILL!!"
She stopped bouncing. For about 30 seconds. "I'm sorry! And puh-lease Alexander Lightwood! Don't think I don't know what you do when you appear off to Magnus' for hours!"
"I...Uhhh...Well....You do??" Alec stammered, turning deathly pale and then ten different shades of red.
"Mhmm. I'll need help with my make-up too," Clary stated with a wink.
Alec sunk deeper into his chair with a groan, thinking that this Solomon person better hurry his pants up. Oh no he thought. Clary was standing up and had whipped an iPod out of her back pocket. She put the earbuds in and started dancing around the large waiting area singing at the top of her lungs.
"I go ooh ooh you go ah ah
Lalalala Alalala
I can Lalalalalala
I wanna wanna get get get what I want, don't stop
gimme gimme gimme whatcha got got cuz I can't wait wait wait any m-more more more
don't even talk about the consequence cuz right now you're the only thing that's makin'
any sense.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile inside the studio~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I'm sure it will work this time Father."
"Yes, it will. I am sure of it!" [Think they're sure of it?]
"But first we need to get rid of that poser, Jace Way-uhh Lightwood!" Sebastian (yeah I know it's actually Jonathon, but for clarity? =D) bellowed, all but thumping on his chest.
"Don't be player hatin' home dog!" The tall white-haired man told him. Valentine had on a giant purple shirt, baggy black shorts and a baseball hat-that he had turned around backwards. He had gotten into the costume closet, whose door was now blown down and totally torn apart.
"Oh. My. God." Sebastian said, looking shocked, scared and utterly scarred. "Are you okay?"
"Fo shizzle my nizzle! You better be believin'!" Valentine yelled, turning to finish writing out his plan with his glitter markers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Back in the Studio~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I feel so untouched and I want you so much
that I just can't resist you, it's not enough to say that I miss you!"
Alec was having trouble keeping a straight face as he watched Clary on top of the reception desk and start dancing, then jump down and dance on the groung again. About the time it sounded like her song was ending, Alec's finely tuned sense of hearing picked up the sound of a car outside. He stood up and reached for Clary, hooking one of his fingers through her belt loop.
"Hey Clary, I think-"
"AHH!OHMYGODALECWHATDOYOUTHINKYOU'REDOING!!" Clary screamed, jumping backwards so quickly that her belt loop and a piece of her jeans ripped off.
"I...Uhh...I heard..." Alec tried to explain himself.
Clary's eyes got as big as saucers and she turned towards the door and started running, screaming as she went through it,
" NO ALEXANDER LIGHTWOOD I WILL NOT TAKE MY PANTS OFF FOR YOU!!" and ran straight into her father and brother, almost knocking all three of them down. Valentine put his hand on Clary's shoulder to steady them both and roared, "WHO ARE YOU TAKING YOUR PANTS OFF FOR?? I'M GOING TO-"
He was cut off by Alec rushing through the doorway. "No Clary! That's not what I was-"
he broke off when he saw Valentine with his hand on Clary's shoulder and the look of "Oh crap we've done it now" on her face.
"Uhhh..."
An audible growl rumbled from Valentine's chest, silencing Alec. He locked eyes with Clary, who gave ham a slight nod in the direction of the door. She jerked away from her father so fast that he didn't have time to stop her or Alec from running away. So Valentine and his son did the only thing they could: drop the sparkle markers and run after them.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ten Minutes Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Hello? Clary?"Mr Solomon called as he walked through the open door to his dance studio. There was no one else in the room, Clary had told him she'd be there. He did a quick scan of the room, taking in the footprints on the reception desk, the broken belt lop on the floor and Clary's lime green running shoes on her usual chair. 'Ugh. Not again.' he thought.
Wanting to see what all had happened while he was gone, he walked into the main studio. And immediately noticed small, glitter objects all over the floor. Then he looked up. His heart skipped a few beats in rage. There were drawings of tall, slim girls in designer dresses all over his walls. All over his mirrors. 'No wonder it looks like the Sparkle Marker factory exploded in here!'
Author's Note: So what'd ya think? Review!
And if anybody can tell me what song Clary's singing (I think the second part might have given it away?) I'll put your into a chapter!
I think each chapter is gonna be a song....So if you have one you want me to do let me know!
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