** All characters belong to Cassandra Clare!**
Some part of me felt like I was breaking the rules as I made my way to the front of the line. I mean everyone was glaring at me as if I was. I almost felt like going to the back of the line anyways. I mean I am just a normal girl, yet I am getting this royalty treatment. I shoved my hand into my pants pocket as I approached the scary looking bouncer at the door.
"Name?" The bouncer asked me with an annoyed tone.
"Um, Clary" I squeaked back.
"Last name."
"Oh, Morgenstern" At this point I can almost assuredly say that I have angered this guard. Maybe he wont let me in, maybe I will just go back to reality.
"Morgenstern, as in Jonathan Morgenstern?" He asks me.
"Yep, that's my big brother" I always hated this part. Everyone was always so normal, expressing whatever emotion they wanted, then they heard my last name. It was as if they are scared of treating you like a normal person just because you are related to someone famous.
"Oh! I am so sorry. Please go right in. Your brother should be in his dressing room."
I start walking and realize I don't know where in the heck I am going. I see a hallway to my right and take it. I see a door that say "dressing room."
"Well this must be it" I say to myself. I open the door fast and am utterly startled. There in the middle of the room is my brother best friend, the main singer of the band, Jace, naked.
"Oh my god!" I throw my hands up over my eyes. Not that it did any good, I had already seen every glorious inch of Jace and boy was it glorious. I have always had a crush on Jace, but he was known to be a womanizer, so I never let anyone know.
"Hey there Clary, like what you see?" He replied in a cocky tone.
I heard pants zip and finally open my eyes to Jace fully clothed.
"You wish Jace" I replied as I rolled my eyes. "Do you know where Jonathan's dressing room is?"
"Two doors down. You hear to watch my angelic singing?"
"No." I said with a flat tone. "Jonathan asked me if I could come tonight since you are playing in town.
"See you later Clarebear"
I hated when he used my horrid childhood nickname. I had tried to rid myself of it when I was 7, but alas those close to me still remember it.
"Hey Jonathan!"
"Clary! I hear you were peeping on Jace? Do you have something to tell me" He asked raising his brow at me.
"Don't be ridiculous, you know how much I loathe him."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." He replied laughing.
"Anyways how did you find out? It literally just happened."
"You know Mara we have these things called phones that can text, you should try it sometime"
"Shut up. You know me and technology aren't always on speaking terms." I am on my third phone this year. My parents don't even bother getting me any nice phones since I always lose or break them. Just a good ole flip phone for me.
"You better get to the VIP section for the show" Jonathan said while warming up.
"Okay, cant wait to see you out there, bro!"
Let me know if you like the story! It is something I have wanted to write for quite some time and have been scared because I don't want harsh criticism. Let me know what you like and what you'd like to see!