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Prologue
Clary POV
Clary didn't want to go back to high school. Nor did Simon. She thought that she was well past that nonsense now, but it had to come back to her.
This is how it happened...
The ring of her cell phone broke them apart. Gasping, Clary reached out to pick up her phone while Jace muttered if making out was too much to ask for at the moment. Clary shushed him, motioning to the phone.
"Clary? Honey, where are you?" Came her mother's voice. Jace groaned silently and went to stand a distance away from Clary, knowing that her mother could easily detect if she was with him or not. Clary knew very well that her boyfriend was hella afraid of her mother, Jocelyn. Whenever her mom called, he would move away from her, which amused her to the core. Clary took a deep breath, not wanting to sound like she just had an intense make out with said 'frady pants and spoke, "Mom, I'm at the institute. I'm just leaving... Did something happened?"
"Um.. Ok. I mean, no. Come here as soon as possible. I need to tell you some really important." She sounded nervous. This unusual behaviour bought Clary's full attention. It was unusual of her to sound like that. Usually she calls her when she wants her home or when she suspects something... reproductive happening between her and Jace. But she sounds nervous, so...
"Mom? Are you alright? Did something hap—"
"No no! Don't worry about me. Just come home soon, okay? I need to tell you something important."
"I get it, Mom! Relax! I'm on my way now." Clary said and then hung the phone. She sighed.
"What did your mom say?" She looked up to meet Jace's worried glance. He looked down at her— he was always looking down at her, that giant— and smirked. "Did she figure out that you and I were doing something which could give out... little Reds and Golds?" She slapped his arm while blushing furiously.
"No, she didn't mention you at all." He put his hand on his chest, faking hurt. "But, she did tell me to come home right now. Sooooo... goodnight!" She proceeded to gather her books and pencils laid on his bed and pack her backpack. As she stuffed her books in the bag, a hand reached out and held her wrists lightly. She looked up, not realising that Jace had come to stand beside her. His warm body was pressed against her back and his golden, luminous eyes were boring into her emerald green ones. He was pouting, something which he did when he didn't like something.
She understood clearly.
"No Jace! I have to go home! Mom said that she wants to tell me something important, and it's late anyways." At the mention of time, both of their heads snapped towards the ticking clock on the while wall.
It was 9:45. Clary looked back at a now frowning and clearly sad Jace.
"I'll see you tomorrow." She said as she swept past him, but only to get caught by the waist.
"Don't go", he whispered, his puppy-eyed face pleading. She glared at him, only to realise, as always, that her glare wouldn't last long. Giving up, she placed her hand on his cheek.
"I'll come back tomorrow. And I might even ask mom if I can stay for the night. Okay?"
He did not look happy about letting her go, but complied. "At least let me lead you out"
And that how they were walking out of Jace's tidy room into the halls of the institute, holding hands. Clary always liked it when they were together, when they were joking and flirting around. It made things seem more normal. Ever since the dark war ended, things had been kind of weird and unsettling. Everyone had been so used to being on the edge and fighting for survival, it felt odd now that there was no one hunting them down now, no one to chase or kill. There were the demons who had been released by Sebastian, but that was it. Though, because of the Cold Peace, thing were kind of awkward between the Downworlders and the Shadowhunters. But there weren't much threats, at least not much to keep them busy. Things got boring some days, and when there was no practice or training sessions, Jace would either insist on going out somewhere or playing petty games like 'truth or dare', 'shadows and hunters', 'swords on the line' etc. Most of them were Shadowhunter games, but those stories are for a different time.
They reached the lift and Jace jammed his fist into the elevator button, and the doors into the lift opened with a creak.
"I've no idea why Robert does not repair this grandfather yet." Jace mutters as we go down. It was a quiet process, until Jace broke the comfortable silence.
"By the way, why did your mother call? ". He asked, clearly curious. "Did something happen?"
"I don't know. She just said that she wants to tell me something important. She sounded nervous. I wonder what it might be..."
Jace sudden grinned. "Do you think that she wants to have 'The Talk' with you? Since you never officially got one?" Jace, for your information, could NEVER stop being Jace. And Clary could Never stop matching her skin colour to her fiery red hair, aka, blushing.
"Shut up Jace! I don't think that's the case..." Now she was worried herself. Was that the case? It could be. Seeing the worried look on her face, Jace tried to ease up the situation.
"Hey! Don't worry about it now. Ask your mom yourself when you get home. And for now, jut enjoy your dashing boyfriend's company." And with that, they fell into their routine of teasing, hugging and everlasting love.
When Clary reached home, she saw the lights on and shadows fasted on the curtains were constantly moving. She reached for the front door knob just as it opened from inside. Jocelyn had a look of uncertainty on her face and she welcome her daughter home with a tight smile. This surprised Clary even more, though she controlled it.
"Hey mom! What's up?" She asked, getting inside the house only to stop at her tracks. Simon, sitting on the couch talking with Luke and Isabelle reading some magazines from Luke's bookstore was not a sight she had planned on seeing. All the three looked up as she entered the house and stared at them. And then her patience was wearing. She turned on her heels to face her mother.
"What is happening mom? What do you want to tell me?" She looked back at Simon and Isabelle and gave them a questioning look, not wanting to speak anymore. Jocelyn sighed, and mentioned her to sit on the couch.
After every on was seated and in an alert mode, she started speaking.
"As you can all see, I have called you to tell you something. This is very important, so listen carefully.
"There have been questions about whereabouts. Both of you" she pointed at Simon and Clary, "have suddenly disappeared from school and everyone is confused about what is going on. We have tried to cover up for your sudden drop out but some of the students are not buying it. That is why, the inquisitor and the Council have decided that both you and Simon are going to complete two years of high school. Now understand that this is not debatable and you cannot back out. And when you're at school, keep as low as possible. Do not let anyone have suspicions. Your cover story is almost ready and you'll start school from day after tomorrow. The materials—"
"WHAT!" Both Clary and Simon screamed on top of their lungs as they stared at Jocelyn in disbelief and anger. Well, Clary looked angry, whereas Simon looked scared as hell.
"W-why do we have to go to high school?" Simon stuttered. Jocelyn look at him pointedly.
"I just told you, we need to cove—"
"No mom.", Clary said silently, fuming. "He means that why can't you just alter their memories or something like that? And how does it matter to you if some of the students get a bit suspicious! It doesn't make sense! And Simon and I weren't even that popular at school! They would just forget about us in time."
"Clary..", Her mother did not seem like she is giving up. "You are going to school, and that is final."
And that is how she got into this. She was going to go to Hollywood, (AN: for those who didn't understand this joke, I'm comparing Hollywood drama to high school) aka, high school.
'Well...' She thought in wain, 'Life sucks'
Sooo... How was it? Do you want me to continue? Please review!!!!
