Mariah and Emarna were on their way to their favorite club, X-tra Terrestrial. It was the coolest club in the city and they loved it for two reasons. 1. It had awesome music and lights and 2. It reminded them of their favorite books, The Mortal Instruments. They'd been trying to "become" that book ever since they finished it. Writing runes on their arms with permanent marker and going to this club hoping for some Shadowhunters to show up was about as close as they could get.

"Think tonight's the night they'll show up?" Emarna said. Emarna was like three friends in one, strong, caring, and wild. She was like the muscles, heart, and backbone while Mariah was the brain.

"I don't know," I replied, "I have a feeling that something will happen tonight…I just don't know what."

"Maybe we'll get up on the spotlight stage and sing Evanescence songs," she said with a devious smile.

"Yes," I said sarcastically, "cause that'll happen."

"You never know…" Emarna replied, "You should let me do the bravery rune on you! Maybe it'll help with your stage fright!"

"For your information, I did put it on and I don't think it'll work. Even a rune can't help me."

"Well we'll see about that, I signed us up!" she said with a satisfied smirk after looking at my horrified face.

"You're a demonic, no, diabolic, evil best friend! And-"

"We're here," she announced, "Come on, we should get ready!"

"Oh, great," I muttered, "This is going to suck…"

As we walked in I could feel the familiar rush of music and the smell of 100 over-perfumed people dancing on the floor. There was some boy band playing a song by Linkin Park. Emarna ran up to her boyfriend, Mike.

"Hey, sweet thang," he said to her, "what evil little plan have you come up with to torture Mariah today?"

I sighed as I caught up to them, "She signed us up to sing!"

"Oh, Emarna, you didn't," he said as he pulled her in front of him, "You know Mariah doesn't like to sing-"

"Yeah, but I've heard her and she's really good, she shouldn't keep that bottled up."

"Uh, guys? I'm right here," I said as we made our way through the crowd to the back, "You know I don't like it when you talk like I'm not her-"

Mike put his hand up, "Look, I'll go up there for you alright? I'll sing with Emarna."

"No," Emarna cut in, "Mariah will sing with me, won't you Mariah?" They both looked at me.

"Yes…I will…but," I added, "If I think they don't like us or if we embarrass ourselves, we're never coming here again, you understand?"

"But what about the Nephilim-"

I cut her off. "Do you understand?"

She looked at Mike then at me. "Yes, I understand."