I , sadly do not own these characters,the honors belong to the wonderful author, Cassandra Clare. I hope you all enjoy it. PPPPPPLLLLLEEEAAAASSSEEE leave reviews, I've only gotten three on all seven of my stories. I'm bummed.
"Mom!,"Clary exclaimed when she saw the envolope sitting on the table that read Ms. Clarissa Fray; 509, Marson Street; Ottoville, Ohio.
"What, Clary,"her mom called from down the hall.
When did this letter come for me?,"asked Clary, walking down the hall toward her mother's art studio.
Clary entered the room and found Jocelyn Fray (soon to be Jocelyn Garroway) painting a picture of the sunset. She was splattered with pink, blue, purple, and gold paint. Clary and Jocelyn both had artistic talents.
Jocelyn looked up from her painting when she saw Clary,"Oh, it came earlier. Why?"
"It's from that Hodge Institute for the Gifted school in New York, I was telling you about,"said Clary, getting excited.
Jocelyn's eyebrow quirked up,"When did we start talking about a gifted school?"
Clary looked at her mother in disbelief,"Since four months ago, when I first heard about it from Simon. Remember, it was supposed to help pay for my college fund."
"Oh, Clary, I'm sorry. I forgot all about it. You know how busy I've been trying to get my work into that new gallory downtown. You know Magister Technicus ."
"It's okay. I guess we've both been working into our art way too much, huh?,"said Clary.
"Yes,. Well, that and the wedding,"said Jocelyn.
"Well, I'm gonna go open the letter."
"Okay. Tell me if you get in,"said Jocelyn. Clary nodded and left to her room.
When she got to her room, she flopped down on the bed and open the letter. It read:
Dear Ms. Fray,
We are pleased to say that you have been selected to come to The Hodge Institute for the Gifted.
At the Institute, you will find more about yourself. You will make new friends from all over the country. You will have classes that will stretch your talent farther than ever before. You will expierience a new place and will marvel at New York's history on the many field trips we will attend.
You will fly to New York City on December 30, and meet with a tutor who will bring you to the school along with who ever else has been chosen into the Institute.
We hope to see you soon,
Hodge Starkweather
Clary smiled at the paper below her. Then she got up and ran through the house, like a five year old, screaming,"I DID IT! I GOT IN!"
Jocelyn came running from her art studio, looking like she was about to have a heart attack,"What?"
Clary took a deep breath to calm herself,"I got into the Hodge Institute."
Jocelyn's eyes widened and a grin grew on her face stretching from cheek to cheek,"Oh my God. Clary, I'm so proud of you."
Clary hugged her mom and said,"Thanks. Now I've got to call Simon and Maia and see if they got in."
Clary left to her room, got on her phone, and called Simon first. He picked up on the fourth ring,"Hello?"
"Hey, Simon,"said Clary.
"Oh, hey. What's up?"
"I made it into the Institute. Did you?,"Clary asked.
"Oh, yeah. I did. So did Maia. We got ours letters yesterday,"said Simon.
"What? How could you not tell me,"said Clary.
"Sorry, Clary. We've been really busy lately,"said Simon.
"It's fine. I'm just glad you two are coming to New York with me."
"We are too. Well, Mom's telling me it's time for dinner. Talk to you later."
"Okay. Tell your mom I said hey and spread the news to Maia. Bye. Si."
"Can do. Bye, Clare-bear."
Clary hung up and then headed back out of her room to see if they could go out to dinner to celebrate.
"Hey mom, can we go get Chinese for dinner?,"asked Clary.
Jocelyn looked up,"Um, yeah sure."
An hour later they had eaten and were back at home.
Clary went and started watching tv.
It was 12:00 when Clary fell asleep to the sound of her tv.
