Hey guys this is my first story. Sorry its kinda short. There's going to be more chapters and reviews will make me write faster. I hope you enjoy! Thanks
Disclaimer: I dont own the rights to TMI *Tear tear cry cry*
Clary's POV
"Clary?" Izzy shouted into the library. "There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you!"
Confused, Clary got up and hurriedly crossed the library. "What's going on?"
"I want you to come to the club with me. Simon and Jace will be there." Izzy said with a look she couldn't quite understand on her face. Suddenly, Clary felt a mild wave of dizziness pass over her, but she denied it. "Okay, but I will need your help on what to wear. I have nothing!"
"That's just what I wanted to hear." And Izzy disappeared down the hall, Clary following not far behind.
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Izzy's room was a complete disaster. Clothes were strewn across the floor, chairs, bed, and even the fan on the ceiling. The white vanity on the opposite side of the room was cluttered with lip gloss, blush, eye shadow, mascara, and any other products you could think of. Picking her way across the carpet, Clary sat herself down in a chair and said, "Do what you want, but don't go too heavy on the make-up, and I don't want the dress to be too short."
"Yeah, yeah" was the response.
20 pulling, squeezing, brushing, and glossing minutes later, Clary was staring at herself in the mirror. Every time Izzy did this to her, she knew she would look completely different, but every time she was taken aback by how much she changed. Izzy had slid her into a close-fitting dark blue dress with sliver thin straps that stood mid-thigh and she thought she could see slight curves. On her face was silver-grey eye shadow that matched the color of the straps of her dress and made her green eyes look more intense. Her lashes were heavily coated with mascara and she wore a sheer pink gloss on her lips making them look fuller. Her hair had been tamed and looked absolutely perfect.
'Only Isabelle' she thought 'could be able to make me look this good'
Again, but slightly stronger, dizziness consumed her for a split second, but Clary ignored it.
"I know I made you look gorgeous, but stop staring at yourself, and let's go. It's already 8:30" Izzy told her irritably
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Jace's POV
Simon and Jace were waiting outside the Institute, and as Clary came out, Jace's jaw dropped in awe. She looked stunning. Izzy leaned over and whispered something in her ear, at which she flushed a deep red and came over to stand next to Jace.
"Alright everyone, get in the van!" Simon called out to them.
Jace helped Clary into the van but when they were in, she looked a little dazed.
"What's wrong? He whispered quietly into her ear.
"Nothing." She shook her head but that seemed to make it only worse so she stopped.
"If you aren't feeling well, we can go back to the Institute. Izzy won't mind; she has Simon."
"No. I'm fine." Something in her voice told him he should stop, so he pulled her close to him and leaned in for a soft kiss that just barely touched her lips. Clary, on the other hand, had a different idea. She pushed him forwards and their lips crushed together. He put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer, ever deepening the kiss. Her hands went up under the back of his shirt, tracing the muscles of his back and he kissed her even more passionately until Simon cleared his throat at the driver's seat.
"Sorry to interrupt but we're here." He said sheepishly.
Jace grinned and took Clary's hand. She giggled, letting him pull her to the club. It was Pandemonium.
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Clary's POV
She and Jace entered Pandemonium, and Clary took in the sight of the packed club. There were colored lights flashing red, purple, green, orange, yellow, and white. The stereo was blasting and Clary was sure that if she came here every night, then she would become deaf.
Jace was pulling her towards the crowd to dance when she was passed over with dizziness and this time it was stronger. Clary swayed a little but the righted herself and went along with Jace.
'Why do I keep feeling dizzy?' Clary thought 'maybe it's because I'm so excited'
Jace and she danced and soon enough, he had pulled her close and they were kissing. He pulled away, with Clary's lips parted. A look of hurt and confusion wove its way on to her face.
"Jace what's the matter?" Clary asked.
"Nothing. I'm admiring your beauty." He smiled genuinely and pulled her close again to kiss her. As he did that, dizziness and this time a sharp pain in the side of her head weakened her. She slumped against Jace, and slid to the floor. On the ground, Jace stared at her with shock, worry, and after a split second, scooped her up in his arms, and ran calling for Isabelle. The dark consumed her.