Clary's POV
Today was the day that I was dreading, but I couldn't help but feel excited and nervous at the same time. Today I was leaving my dad in California, to New York, to live with my mum and brother, which I haven't seen in the past ten years, for my senior year in high school.
I didn't want to leave my dad behind. Valentine Morgenstern, is my rock and I love him more than anything. I know that being a single dad isn't the easiest, but I think my dad did great, I mean just look at me, and I turned out just fine. My friends' said that my dad was pretty intimidating, with his broad shoulders, muscular physic, charcoal eyes that seems as if he can look into your soul and his fine white hair, but when you get on his good side he's all warm welcoming, that doesn't mean if your on is bad side he'll be the same. Trust me I've been on his bad side, it's not a pretty sight to see. That is also the reason that I don't bring any of my boyfriends to meet my dad anymore. He would just scare them off with "the talk" where he says something like "if you hurt or touch my baby girl I'll break your neck." Even I was a little scared when he said that in his deadly calm voice to my first boyfriend. Let's just say that I never saw him again. Thanks dad. Que the sarcasm.
Then there's my mum, Jocelyn Fairchild, but married some guy named Luke Garraway, so I guess she took his last name. As I said before I haven't seen her in ten years, when my parents first split up, my brother and I got to choose who we went to live with and of course I chose my dad, because I was a daddy's girl and my brother, Jonathon, chose to live with our mother, as he was a mummy's boy. We were still living in New York at the time, I was only seven while Jonathon was eight, when my dad said after the divorce we were moving to California. I had never left New York before and I remember being really excited to go to Cali, but I was sad about leaving Jonathon and my mother behind, I was only seven after all. So my brother and I said that we would call and skype each other as much as possible, that only lasted till I was about ten and we stopped calling each other. Before we left we made an agreement that I was to do my senior year of high school in New York and that's where I'm on my way now. The Big Apple.
Sitting in the passenger side of my dad's Royal's Royce, watching the scenery skim pass my vision. My family is quite well off you could say, when we left NYC, dad got this big promotion as CEO of one of the lawyer firms, and now we live quite a lavish lifestyle.
A sigh escapes my mouth, I'm going to miss Cali, my dad, my friends, I can be a very good people person, like when my dad hosts fancy dinner parties I'm forced to help entertain the guessed by small talk and can be very professional when I want to be, but I prefer not to make many friends. I like having just a couple of really great friends and that's all I need.
I get pulled out of my thoughts as my dad pulls into one of the airport's parking spaces, and hops out of the car to grab my two suitcases, while I grab my carryon bag. We make our way in the airport and I get my ticket without any trouble.
"Clare-bear, call me when you land, okay?" Dad says, as he lightly grabs my shoulders, looking at my face.
"Okay dad, I will, don't worry about me, I'm a Morgenstern, I'll be fine."
"I know you will, I taught you well, and if anyone gives you trouble, show them what a Morgenstern can do, have fun, I love you Clary." Then presses his lips to my forehead and embraces me in a comforting hug that lets all my nerves slip away.
I give out a small chuckle "Dad no one will want to mess with me, that's for sure, love you daddy, my planes about to board, bye."
He lets me out of his embrace and smiles at me "Make me proud, call me if you need anything, and have a safe fight, bye."
I smile right back and wave, and make my way to my seat on the plane. First class, ah the pleasures of money. I feel my eyes droop and I soon lose consciousness.
My eyelids flutter open and I am welcomed with the sight of New York City, when I open my window. A smile coming to my face, thinking all the fun I'm going to have. The air hostess tells us to buckle our seat belts as we are about to land in JFK.
I make my way off the plane and grab my suitcases, one in each hand and my bag on my shoulder. I confidently walk in my black pumps, through the crowds of people in search of my mother and brother, they're not that hard to miss with Jonathon's white hair like our fathers, and my mother's bright red hair like my own. Jonathon's holding and sign saying Clarissa Morgenstern, while looking amongst the masses for me nervously. He's wearing a black V neck, which shows his muscles, and denim jeans, with black low cut converse. While my mother wears a silk green blouse, tucked into her jeans, with black sandals. Although it's simple, it suits her well and she still looks elegant, even with her messy bun and two paintbrushes in her hair.
I am a few metres away when my mu notices me and smiles while nudges Jonathon. She comes up and hugs me, with my heels on I'm only half a head shorter than her. As I'm quite short for seventeen, only 5"4, while my mum is 5"10, Jonathon 6"4 and my dad 6"6. Yeah, I am tragically short, and I hate it.
"Clary! It's so good to see you, you look gorgeous! You've grown so much." My mother gushes as she starts to cry, as she lets me go.
"Please don't cry mum, I'm here that's what matters." I say and turn my attention to my brother. I go up and hug him.
"I missed you Jonny boy" I smile to him when we let each other go. Calling him, his childhood nick name, and ruffle his hair.
"Hey! Not the hair." As he tries and fails to fix his hair, while I chuckle. "I missed you too Clare-bear"
He reached down and grabs my suitcases, and we all head to a blue pickup truck with a man in the driver's seat, around his early forties, with askew glasses, red flannel shirt and jeans, by the looks of him he seems really kind. And when we came close to the truck I was right.
He smiles at me and makes his way out of the truck. "Hello, Clary I've heard a lot about you, it's nice to finally meet you, and I'm Luke by the way." He gives his out to me to shake.
"Hi Luke, it's a pleasure to meet you." I shake his hand firmly and smile at him warmly.
"Well let's get going, I'm sure you're tired from your flight and want to get some rest" Jocelyn says as we make our way in the truck.
After a half hour drive Luke pulls up to a grey, two story house, with a white picket fence. "Welcome to your new home" My mother says to me with a smile.
In California, my dad and I lived in a manor house, with marble staircases and lavish décor, but still homely and warm. When I step in to my "new home" it has 2 bedrooms, 2 guest bedrooms, all with adjoining en-suites, a kitchen, living and dining and a master bathroom. It's definitely not as big as the manor, as but still bigger than your average house. Jonathon leads me to my room, with my suitcases.
"Make yourself at home, goodnight Clary." He hugs me then go to leave and close the door.
"Night!" I say behind the door muffling my response. Leaving me alone in my new bedroom. The walls were all a light cream colour, a double bed in the centre of the main wall, two doors on the opposite wall, one being the bathroom and the other my closet. "I'm going to have to paint these walls." I murmur to myself. I go through one suitcase until I find my pyjamas and get changed. I'm too tired to shower, so I decide to do that in the morning, and collapse on my bed and fall asleep.
Jonathon's POV
I groggily make my way down the stairs for breakfast and sit on one of the bar stools while mum makes pancakes. I'm practically drooling.
"Morning Jon." Mum says in a chirpy tune.
I murmur a good morning back falling out of my pancake daydream.
"What's got you in such a good mood?" I question while I dig into my pancakes.
Jocelyn turns around with hands on her hips, glaring at me.
"Did you forget already Jonathon? We are picking up your sister at the airport at 8 tonight remember?"
My eyes go wide. Of course how could I forget? I try and play innocent by saying "No, of course I remember." In a sickly sweet voice. But mum just sees right through me and glares.
"Good thing I'm in a good mood." Goes back to her pancakes smiling, when Luke comes in.
"Morning" He says with a smile and pecks her on the cheek. He sits in another stool and starts to read the paper with his coffee.
I moan "These pancakes are amazing thanks mum."
I make my way upstairs and get ready. Throwing on a black V neck, jeans and converse, after my shower. Clary's flight doesn't land until eight, so I decide to hang out with the guys.
"Bye mum! Bye Luke! I'm gonna hang out with the guys!" I shout from the front door.
"Okay honey, just don't be late!" My mum's response before I go down to field, where the guys are usually practicing football.
When I get there all the guys are already there, Jordan, Sebastian, Raphael, Alec and Jace, with the football. "Hey guys!" I shout when they're in hearing range and greet each other with fist pumps and man-hugs.
"Let's just do some passes." I say and they agree. After a couple of hours, we start to get hungry to we go down to Taki's and get a booth.
"Hey Jon, what's up, you look distant?" Jace asks.
I sigh "My sister is coming to live with us for her senior year." All the guys look shocked.
"Wait, you have a sister? Since when?" Questions Sebastian.
"She lives with our dad in California, I haven't seen her in ten years, and you didn't really need to know." I shrug.
"Is she hot? Can you hook me up?" Raphael says with a wink.
I suddenly get angry "That's my little sister you're talking about! That's just gross, last time I saw her, she has red pigtails, mouth full of metal and vertically challenged." I said that so they would come onto her, don't get me wrong, I like my friends, but they're horrible with treating girls, me including.
After that they lost interest and we continued to eat and chat.
"Hey guys, I gotta go see you tomorrow? My place?" I say while I look at my watch, 6:30.
There's around of "yeah" and "sure"
"Okay, bye." I make my way outside and hail a cab back home.
When I get there I see it's almost seven and were about to leave for the airport. We all get in Luke's truck and start the half hour drive to the airport.
When we get there, there are people walking everywhere bustling about.
"I'll stay in the car and wait for you guys, so you guys can meet her." Luke says in the driver's seat. He's always thinking about other people and is one of the kindest people I've ever met.
"Okay honey, we'll be back soon." Says mum with a smile and gives him a chaste kiss. Jocelyn and I wait with the crowded people holding signs, including me holing one that says "Clarissa Morgenstern". I'm looking around the airport, to see if I can spot her, but having no such luck, since it is one of the busiest airports. I'm taken out of my thoughts when why mum nudges me and gestures to a petite red head in front of us. My eyes widen. She is not what I expected. The shy and nerdy girl that left New York is not the same one that came back, that's for sure.
She's wearing white wash skinny jeans, which emphasize her legs, black pumps, a tight fitting red crop top and a leather jacket. Wow she looks badass. Great, now I have to chase away all those idiot guys trying to get into her pants. Just the thought of those guys hitting on my sister makes me mad.
But when she turns to me, from her embrace with mum, does she hug me. And my thoughts from before disappear.
"I missed you Jonny boy" She smiles to me, when we let each other go. Calling me my childhood nick name, and ruffles my hair.
"Hey! Not the hair." I try and fail to fix my hair, while she chuckles. "I missed you too Clare-bear" I Respond.
I grab her two suitcases and the three of us head to the truck. After introducing her to Luke and dropping her suitcases in her room we say goodnight, and I make my way to my bedroom down the hall from hers. I collapse on my bed after taking off my shoes, shirt and pants leaving me in my boxers. The last thought I think of before I go to sleep, is the guys are coming over, shit.