Chapter 1: Meet Clary

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Clary's POV

"Hi Clary, I'm so excited to finally get to meet you!" The interviewer, Jessica, says cheerfully. I smile, and hold out my hand for her to shake, replying "and you too. Thanks for having me." Once everyone is acquainted, I lead them into the room where I had been doing interviews all day, and show her around, offering her and her cameraman, food and drink.

I sit down, leaving them be so they can set up. I begin flicking through my phone to see what I have planned for the rest of the week. Nothing too bad. I'm technically on holidays now but work never really stops.

"Okay well, we're ready to start rolling when you are," she says, nodding at the camera man. I give my phone to Magnus, and turn back to Jessica, ready to start the interview. "This is Jessica Hundley with MTV, I'm here with the lovely Clary Fray. We're going to ask her about the new album, the band and everything in between." I wave, smiling at the camera. I know that some reports get snappy if you interrupt their introduction, so I wait until I am addressed to speak. "So, from my understanding, you had a hand in writing every song on this album. They are all amazing by the way." Jessica says.

"Thank you," I respond. I'm not used to getting all the attention and praise in the interviews. I'm not used to being in interviews by myself. But it seems more and more that that is the case. It started happening towards the end of the last tour - as I became more 'important' in the public eye, more people wanted to talk to me one on one.

"May I ask, is there any one particular guy the songs were written about?" she asks, with a playful smile.

This is a question I am used to. I am always rumoured to be dating three men at once, even if I had only officially dated one guy. They are just after a good story, that's all.

"No, I think this was more of a personal album, for all of us. And some of the songs I only had a hand in writing the music for – I only wrote one song totally solo. I think… I think it's very easy to sit down with notebook and instrument and get emotional and sentimental… to, be able to say what you really mean. When I have to say it to a person, I get shy and distracted and everything, and it… There's just something about being vulnerable and writing something you want to say. So, no… it's not a about a man. This album was about getting personal with ourselves, for all of us." Besides, the label doesn't want me to kill the non-existent story about the mystery man that broke my heart, I think. A man that doesn't really exist - not how everyone assumes he does anyway.

"So aside from that, can we get an exclusive and confirm your relationship with Shawn Mendes?" Jessie asks me. I will never understand why everyone wants to know about my love life - doesn't it start to get boring. I don't understand how this is considered news.

"No, we're not dating. I've only met him a few times, briefly. He's a nice guy, funny, very talented, but I barely know him. I suppose these days if you are in a photo together you're automatically dating?" I say. I try to make it sound light hearted, but I can hear that it is obvious that I am beginning to get annoyed, and everyone else will be able to hear it too, so I try to play it off with a small laugh. We are supposed to be here to talk about the band's music, maybe my upcoming movie, not my love life. It is none of anybody's business what I'm doing with whom, although nobody else seems to get that. All publicity is good publicity, that's what they say. Easy to say when you're not the one affected by it.

"But we can both agree, given the opportunity you would jump at it right? He's been quoted saying he would date you if the opportunity arose," she says with a devil's grin.

Bullshit, I say to myself, you just want to see me blush, and get all girly with you. Sorry Jessica, not happening.

"No, can't say that I would... He's very nice, but I'm sure friendship would be enough for both of us. And even if we were going to date, our schedules just really wouldn't work together." I just want to move off this topic, and throwing some small bone always seems to do the trick. If you listen to my whole answer, you can tell I don't want to date him, but that's not the bit I'll be quoted on. Whatever, it seems to do what I wanted.

"Right, well the album isn't all that's new in your life. You're going to begin filming your very first movie soon. What can you tell us about the film?" she says, shifting uncomfortably in her chair. Apparently, she did understand how much I wanted to move on from the topic, and I was thankful that she did move on.

"Well, a lot is under wraps right now, so I can't reveal too much, but I can tell you that I will be play recent high school graduate, Lizzy, who's still getting over the shock of graduating, and trying to find her place in the world."

"And will we be hearing you amazing vocals in this upcoming project?" she asks, comfortable we were back into a pleasant conversation.

"No, not in this movie. I thought I should focus on one thing at a time. Also, this movie isn't really the place for impromptu singing. As much as I would love to be in High School Musical, this isn't it." I say, from the corner of my eye I can see Magnus, my manager, giving Jessica the wrap up signal. Thank God, I think.

"So, one last question. Have you met your co-star, Hollywood heartthrob, Jace Herondale yet?" she asks suggestively. Is she seriously trying to get into this topic again?

"No not yet, I'll meet him and all the rest of the cast and crew tomorrow. Very excited about meeting them all." I make sure to mention all the crew so that some story doesn't spread that I have a massive crush on Jace Herondale. That is something I just don't need.

"And what about Sebastian Verlac. He seems to be giving Jace a run for his money these days?" Jessica asks.

"No, I haven't met him yet either. I'm sure they, and everyone else, will be great though," I say. Hadn't Magnus said it was time to wrap?

"Well, thanks for coming in today Clary, it's been a blast." She says with a warm smile.

"Thanks for having me," I say, holding out my hand for her to shake.

As soon as the camera stops rolling, she drops my hand.

"Thanks for giving me the fucking cold shoulder in there. I'm sure that will come out just great in your interview." She says with a bitter smile, "maybe you should've gone through some more media training before you stopped hiding behind everyone else in your band."

I ignore the comment, bid her goodbye as pleasantly as I can muster, and walk over to Magnus to see how many more interviews I have for the rest of the day.

"Biscuit" Magnus says in a warning tone. I give him the best 'I'm sorry' face that I can muster and sit in the seat next to him.

"Clary we've talked about this before. They are going to ask questions about your love life, about your personal life, it's a given. If you ever try and stop them they are going to say you chose this life, and you did. So now it's time to face the consequences. You don't have to give them every last detail, just enough to satisfy them," he says. "And the label wants you to-"

"I know, I know. Feed the rumours without giving away the information. I try, but I just don't understand why they want to know! I don't understand how this is considered news," I say, curling into a ball and hiding my face from him. I hear him say something about selling albums and going to get food, so I decide to have a nap. I take every opportunity I can to get some extra sleep these days. At least I should be getting a break soon...

Sometime later, I am being shaken awake by Magnus. He tells me that I have a half hour to get my hair and makeup fixed up before I have my last interview for the day.

As I am sitting in my makeup chair, looking at myself in the mirror, I think back to a time before I was famous. I would've hated the person I had become. I have everything I ever dreamed about, and I'm complaining. So, what if the questions get a bit personal sometimes, I'm living my dream. I vow to myself that I will be 100% honest in this next interview, no matter how much I hate it. On second thought, maybe I will be 90% honest – they don't need to know everything, nor should they get to. I'm going to be the reason albums doesn't sell, or the reason we get dropped by the label.

I walk out, back into the interview area, to see the next journalist setting up. I walk over to him and hold out my hand.

"Hi, I'm Clary, it's nice to meet you," I say, introducing myself like I try to do in every situation. He gives me a funny look before taking my hand and shaking it slowly. "Kevin," he replies with a curious look on his face. Every time I introduce myself to someone, I get strange looks, but I just want to be polite. My parents taught me well.

I move over to my chair, and busy myself by playing with the loose hem on my shirt while he finishes getting ready. Soon, he sits down across from me, and signals to the cameraman to start filming. I try to put on my happiest face, but really, I just want to go home and sleep.

"So, Clary, thanks for being here today," Kevin says. "Thanks for having me," I reply. "So, as something I always try to do at the beginning of my interviews, I'll ask you 15 questions, and you just answer with the first thing that comes to mind."

"Sounds great" I say, leaning forward in my chair a bit more. I like these lighter types of interviews.

"Ready…? What is your favourite food?" He asks

"Anything Chinese" I say.

"Favourite band?"

"Ahhh… Fleetwood Mac"

"Favourite colour?"

"Green"

"Go to karaoke song?"

"Umm…. Don't Go Breakin' My Heart. By Elton John? But only if I have a good partner!"

"Movie that made your cry from laughing so hard"

"We're the Millers"

"Movie that made you actually cry"

"Inside Out"

"Book you couldn't put down?"

"The Messenger by Markus Zusak"

"Favourite place to travel to?"

"Australia"

"If you could live anywhere, where would it be?"

"New York"

"Work or play?"

"Work!"

"Wine or beer?"

"Coca-Cola? I'm only twenty!"

"Eyes or smile?"

"Eyes"

"Any secret talents?"

"Umm… I can… Hold my breath for a long time? I'm not really sure that's a talent. Oh! I can juggle!"

"Favourite thing to do?"

"Listen to music while a walk or run"

"And finally, if you could master anything, what would it be?"

"Umm…. Cooking the perfect pizza."

"That was great," Kevin says with a small chuckle. "So, we have some questions from the fans for you to answer now. This one is from Clary_Fray_Queen_01 and they ask: "what is your favourite thing about performing'"

"Well… I think getting to travel to heaps of really cool places, to meet heaps of really cool people and being able to share something with them is amazing. Every new place you go it's a whole new experience. No two nights of performing are the same, and I think that is a dream in itself. And it's great that I get to share that with a bunch of people who are as close as family."

"Now, Royals_Clary has asked, 'do you think 'Royals for the Night' will break up soon?'"

"I see our fans have been reading gossip magazines!" I say with a small chuckle, "in the ideal world 'the Royals' will never break up. We'll all be on stage, barely able to move around and everyone yelling at us to get off. But, back in the real world, I could see myself for doing this for at least another few years. Who knows what the future holds?"

"Last question from the fans… is from Climon_5Eva… "Clary, if you could do anything for a day, what would it be?'"

"Umm. I guess I would… see… my family. I haven't seen them in … in what feels like forever. And then we could go to central park and have a picnic, and then go home and watch a movie. Just like old times." I say with a fond smile on my face, trying to hold back any tears from falling. I really don't like talking about my family in interviews, but I promised to be honest so…

"Now, there have been rumours going around that your man, Simon Lewis, is coming to visit you while you're working in LA? Any truth to these?" He says with a playful smirk on his lips.

"I know what you are trying to do here," I say with a smirk. I am trying to make this as light hearted as possible. "Simon is not my man. But yes, he is coming to LA, to visit me on the set of the upcoming movie that I'm staring in. Simon is like a brother to me… that would just be weird. Towards the end of the shoot everyone will be coming to do tour prep anyway."

And just like that all talk turns to the upcoming movie…

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