Well Hii, this is my first fanfic and I'm going to try my best, best effort to make it enjoyable to read
Few words in this story will be changed around for example, "Mom." Since Clary lives in
Australia in this book, She would be saying "Mum." (like all aussies do : )... So I hope you guys will still understand.
A few Things to note:
-There will be Fluff in this story later on, Promise :D
-No Demons/ShadowHunters/Angels, It's just a normal world.
-We will be focusing on Clary's POV most of the time during this Fanfic.
Songs used:
No Air – Jordin Sparks Ft. Chris Brown
Sorry for long A/N and..
HERE YOU GO!
Chapter 1: New country, new life.Clary laid on her bed, with her hands locked under her head, resting on her pillow in her new room. She looked around her room, pink paint covered the walls, her desk was also pink... and well, the carpet was ... pink. Her room made her feel like she was living in a Barbie world, where only the colour pink existed. She tried to relax and remember all the good things she has been through back in New York. She shut her eyes so she could concentrate harder, but all she saw behind her eyelids were the visions of her old home that collapsed down, she couldn't think of anything else; she remembered reaching the front door of her house when she arrived from school, her mother was gardening and that was when it happened, an earthquake unleashed its fury on New York. The feeling was unforgettable. People ran out of their houses, screaming. The quake lasted for minutes and the devastation it caused was incredible. The streets were flooded with people despairing over their great loss. Clary hasn't seen anything more devastating. On her street, there wasn't a single house standing, literally. The list of the destruction was endless. This memory clouded Clary's mind. It will never leave her head. She wiped tears off her eyes with the sleeve of her jacket. She missed her old home, her room, her old school and lastly she deeply missed Simon, her best friend since childhood. Her new room didn't feel right; it just didn't feel like... home. She got up, went downstairs and saw her mother, Jocelyn, unpacking a box full of books. Her mother's cheeks were pink and her forehead was full of sweat, it was obvious she had been moving around furniture.
"Hi mum, how's it going?" asked Clary, leaning aside on the wall in her living room.
"Mmm... Good. Would you like to help?" answered her mum while also grabbing a tissue from the tissue box on the table in front of her and wiped the sweat off her forehead.
"Actually mum, I was going to ask if I could take a walk to the park? I need some fresh air." She didn't mean to be rude but she desperately needed the fresh air, to breathe and to think.
Her mother nodded. "Just be home before dinner and be safe, sweetheart."
I won't get myself into any trouble, mum. But those words didn't come out. Clary grabbed her iPod, turned the doorknob and walked out the door. The golden sun stung her eyes, it was such a beautiful day, and the sky was a sapphire blue with fluffy white clouds. Birds flew in the sky chirping. Clary walked out of her street and turned left, heading towards the park. Already, she could see children playing on the slides, dribbling soccer balls and even some playing badminton. Clary looked around trying to find a place to seat where no one could distract her and the swings caught her eye. She walked over to it and sat down; as she did she turned on her iPod and put the music on shuffle. The first song started to play.
Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air? If I should die before I wake, I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave. But how do you expect me,
It's cause you took my breath away,
Losing you is like living in a world with
no air, oh.
My heart won't move, it's imcomplete,
If there was a way that I could make
you understand.
To live with just me?
'Cause my world revolves around you,
It's so hard for me to breathe.
Got me out here in the water so deep, No air, air, No more , Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
Tell me how you gon'be without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe,
There's no air, no air.
No air, air,
No air, air ,
No air, air,
Baby,
There's no air, no air,
No air, Oh!
Can't live, can't breathe with no air,
It's how I feel whenever you ain't there,
There's no air, no air.
Got me out here in the water so deep, Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air? Got me out here in the water so deep,
Tell me how you gon'be without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe,
There's no air, no air.
Can't live, can't breathe with no air,
It's how I feel whenever you ain't there,
There's no air, no air
Tell me how you gon'be without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe,
There's no air, no air.
No air, air.
No air, air.
No air, air.
No air.The song slowly ended and the kids had left the park, Clary took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, fiery orange and scarlet reds filled the sky. She watched as the sun began to set and slowly the sky begun to cool with the indigo of the night. Her stomach growled, it was getting late and her mother would be worried, so she got off the swings and headed home, leaving the park quiet and peaceful.
Clary walked upstairs, usually she would run, but today her stomach was full of pizza. She went into her new bedroom; her mother had tried her best to make Clary's room feel like the one back at her old house. Her laptop on her desk, buzzed to life when she hit the 'on' button. It was slowly loading, while waiting she pulled over a chair and sat on it. She logged onto MSN, an online chat messenger used to send messages to friends. She scanned down the screen looking for a particular name and found it, Simon Lewis. Clicking on his name opened up a conversation and Clary typed away.
Simon, ARE YOU THERE?
She waited nervously for a reply...
and soon enough it came. OMG Clary?! OMG I miss u already! How's LIFE? Simon, its hell here theres nothing to do, its so boring here! I havent made any friends yet, maybe thats the reason why its so boring :[ Well, according to my calculations I figured you haven't started school yet? Nope, First day of school tomorrow tho... I'm really nervous :/ It will be alright, u'll make heaps of friends, ur so kind, lovely and full of humour :D YEAH! AND also i met this girl named Maia at band practice, wants to join the group, she gave me her number too!!! :D Lol sure, Anyways I need to go to bed, its 3am, Maybe i need to reschedule my computer time -.- Me too, Goodnight to u too, Clary Fray. :D
"Clary?"
She lifted her head and turned around, "Hey mum," her voice was full of sadness, and her mother seemed to notice.
"Why is my sweetheart so sad? What is bothering you Clary?" said her mother worriedly.
Tears started to form on her eyes, "Oh mum, it just doesn't feel like home...I miss my old home, I could draw there, but it's not the same here. I can't draw, can't think. And there's no Simon." It was so difficult to speak, as tears started flowing down her cheeks.
Her mother came closer and hugged her and Clary cried more. "I know, but you must understand it will be all better tomorrow, at school, you'll have new friends. Now why don't you go to bed now?" Her mother was so nice and calm.
She thought about it before saying, "You always know what to do with me." Her mother laughed quietly and broke the hug. Clary slipped into her pink bed and remembered a question she needed to ask.
"Mum, why is my bedroom ALL pink?"
"Oh, because you are my little princess and princesses need to live in pink rooms."
Part of Clary's mind screamed Your little princess doesn't want to live in a Barbie world!, but she figured it wouldn't be a nice thing to say.
"Goodnight, Mum."
"Goodnight sweetheart." Her mother leaned down and kissed her forehead. "All will be well tomorrow, Goodnight, love you." She turned off the lights on her way out and quietly shut the door behind her.
Clary relaxed and she closed her eyes, imagining what it would be like at school tomorrow. Would it be peaceful there? Or would there be bullies there just like her old school back in New York? Her thoughts made her uncomfortable, how could she sleep if she keeps worrying like this? She thought of something else instead, something happy, Simon. Good memories flooded back when she thought of him and it seemed to do the trick, because she slowly drifted to sleep with a smile on her face, the first smile since arriving here, in Australia.
And that's the first opening chapter to this story! Next chapter will be up soon later this week and it might take a while because I want to take my time on it and do a good job. I would love reviews on what you guys think about this story, and if there are any mistakes I'm sorry, ( Don't have a beta yet :[ so I'm trying my best]
Please note that during Clary and Simon's conversation, there were spelling mistakes – It is meant to be like that so, :O.
Stick around for next chapter! :D
Hehe – And don't forget to review =) thanks :D
~* I-YourAngel
