Disclaimer: I am not Cassandra Clare, so I do not own any of the MI characters. Anyway, enjoy!
One can hope though…
CPOV
I slowly made my way to the front doors, contemplating whether I should make a run for it, or not. I stood there for a moment longer, when someone cleared their throat behind me. I spun around, seeing a tall blond boy, looking extremely annoyed and bored.
"Are you planning on standing there all day?" He asked rudely.
"Sorry." Was all I could manage, as he pushed pass me to open the door. He left it open, and so, after taking a deep breath, I walked on through.
The place was buzzing with people; students, presumably.
I slowly made my way to the front desk, where a boy my age sat.
"Hi." I shyly started.
"Hey there. You're new around here, right?" He asked, certainty in his voice.
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Your new-ness. I could almost smell it." He said with a laugh. "So, if you could tell me your name, I'll find which room you're placed in."
"Oh, it's Clary. Clary Fray."
He gave a small nod and smile, before typing it into the computer in front of him.
"Alright. Room 121. Here you go." He said, as he handed me a set of keys and some papers.
"This is a map, so you won't get lost… hopefully. And that's it. You can go get settled now."
"Thanks." I replied, walking away and down towards the dorms. I eventually found my room, and quickly unlocked it. Pulling my luggage through, I slammed the door behind me, resting on it with a deep sigh.
"HELLO ROOMATE!" A voice called from the bathroom. Suddenly, a girl with black waist-length hair, ran out and catapulted herself at me. She gave me a huge hug, laughing in my ear, before releasing me.
"Hi to you too." I said with a huge grin on my face, slightly shocked from the sudden embrace.
"My name's Izzy. Or Iz. Depends on what you prefer." The girl stated cheerily.
"Mine's Clary. It's nice to meet you… Izzy."
"Good choice. You've passed my first test. Never did like it when people called me Iz." She laughed, causing me to join in. I could feel myself loosening up, and feeling a little more relaxed, as I pulled my suitcase over to the spare bed. I plopped down on it, tired from the long drive it took to get here.
Lying here, the enormity of it all suddenly hit me. I was probably thousands of kilometres away from home, and I knew absolutely no one in the vicinity.
But I was one step closer to my dream of becoming a professional dancer. I wanted nothing more in the world right now, and this was the perfect opportunity. I remember that day when I ran to the mailbox, opening a letter from the Institute of Dance, letting me know that I had been accepted out of the many hundreds of applicants. The euphoria that I felt then, came rushing back to me.
"It's weird being away from home isn't it?" Izzy said, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Oooh no, is that the time already? Come on, Clary. It's almost time for the ceremony!" Izzy said, yanking me off the bed. We both ran to the hall, just in time before the doors were to be closed, and quickly found some seats remaining at the back.
"Welcome to all of you. Welcome to those returning for another year. And welcome to those who have just joined us this year." A woman said, with a warm smile.
The ceremony to initiate the beginning of a new year at the Institute, lasted for a much longer time than expected, and when it was finally over, everyone seemed to be a little deflated. We were then all ushered to another large hall, which was set up for the annual feast. Here, there were rows and rows of tables, each crammed with what seemed to be an endless amount of food on top. Everyone rushed to take their seats before settling down to stuff their faces.
The food was incredible, and when we all had enough or too much to eat, we retreated to our rooms.
"Wow. I feel bloated." I grumbled.
"Tell me about it." Izzy said, slumping over her bed.
"I'm going to take a shower, if that's okay." I said as I rolled off my own bed, and to my suitcase. I pulled out all the necessities and headed to the bathroom.
"Sure thing." Izzy mumbled.
She's probably semi-conscious right now. I thought, laughing softly to myself.
I turned on the water, letting it run for a moment before stepping under it. The warmth from the water, unknotted my muscles and seemed to wash away all my nerves. I got out of the shower and dressed, returning to my bed.
Izzy was dead. Well not in the literal sense, but she was really out of it. She lay there with her mouth hanging open, and I couldn't help but laugh at her current position. Just then, there was a slight tap on the door.
I nimbly made my way over, and as quietly as I could, pulled open the door. A hand was coming down for what seemed to be another knock, and stopped right in front of my face.
"Sorry about that. Is Izzy in?" The boy questioned.
"Yeah, but she's sleeping."
"Oh. Well, sorry to have to ask you, but could you help me with something?"
"Sure." I responded hesitantly.
"Cool. It's just that more of Izzy's stuff has come in. That girl has way too many clothes." He added with a chuckle. He led me past a couple of rows of doors before stopping in front of one that must've been his. Unlocking it, he opened the door and pulled out two very heavy-looking suitcases.
"I see why you called for reinforcements." I said, amazed at the amount of items Izzy could have packed. She already had two in our own room!
"Sorry you had to do this." He apologised, as he handed me one of the two.
"It's okay. Glad to help."
"I'm Alec, by the way." Izzy's brother said, before sticking out his hand.
"Clary." I replied, taking his hand and shaking it. After our introductions, we drew our attention back to the suitcases. I started lugging the heavy thing pass the door and into the hallway, and not exactly looking in the direction I was going, managed to knock into someone. They clicked their tongue, clearly annoyed, and my head shot up to see a face I recognised.
"You." He said, nonchalantly.
"You two know each other?" Alec asked.
"Not exactly." I mumbled. He's the same boy who gave me attitude when I first arrived.
"Well, let me properly introduce you two to each other. Clary, this is my brother, Jace."
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