ONE
Trucks with mud on the tires and unforgivably paint jobs were what I was used to seeing. Expensive cars in pristine condition weren't. This place had at least fifteen of them parked on the long driveway. I pulled my dads twelve-year-old mini onto the curb so I wouldn't be blocking anyone in and killed the engine. I stared at the massive three-story house that sat directly on the white sand of Idris beach.
This was my new home. Well that's what I told myself at least. After I finished high school I applied for Alicante University. One application and three interviews later I was accepted.
Right away I could see I would stand out like a hot tomato. I always knew Alicante University was a place I could never fit in, or so I'm told, but I was a good student with good grades. My grades in the art department were what finally got me in. My brother teased me endlessly about 'Aliposhte University'. He thinks its full of unworthy brain-dead rich people who are there because they can afford the education. I only got in because I had a scholarship, otherwise I wouldn't dream in coming here. Unlike them I worked for it. And I worked hard. I didn't come from a very stable family, economically. My mother left me and my brother Sebastian in the care of our heartless farther when we were four and ever since then Seb has been the one taking care of me. All my father cared about was woman, booze and more woman. Finally finishing high school I sent of my application right away to Alicante.
The mini door was suddenly jerked open. On instinct, I jumped in my seat, scrambling to get away from the intruder.
"Whoa… Chill out there. I was just going to ask if you were lost." A guy with raven black hair and piercing blue eyes stood on the other side of the open door, eyes wide like he was in a trance.
I arched an eyebrow at him and resettled into my seat. Who the hell did this guy think he was jerking the door open like that. "No, I don't think I'm lost." I said in annoyance. Why did everyone think just because I didn't own a posh car that I was lost. I swallowed nervously. "Is this Alicante dorms, block 15?" I hoped to hell I wasn't wrong.
"Yeah." he replied looking unsure. Out of nowhere is eyebrows shot up and a smile curved on his lips. "Wait… you're the new girl?" He acted like he was surprised.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you that I'm not some blown up rich slut! But yes I am!" I snapped at him.
"Whoa easy there. God you have a mouth on you, not just a pretty face." A smile tugged his lips.
I wasn't in the mood to talk about the right to defend myself right now but- wait what? Did he just call me pretty? I gave him a slitted eyed glance, my signature move. He stared at me with innocent eyes, I could feel my cheeks heat up and turned my face away, out of his view.
I couldn't bare the tension anymore. "Well I'm going to go inside and find out where I'm staying so if you could just move it would be appreciated." He took a step back leaving room for me to climb out and close the door.
"Alec." He stuck out a hand in my direction. I eyed it before shaking.
"Clary."
"What a beautiful name." Alec said. I rolled my eyes and headed to the boot. I heaved open the lid and dug in for my belongings. I had three bags and four boxes. Dam, I was going to have to make several trips to get my stuff. Why didn't I think of that before?
Reaching for a few bags I slung them over my shoulder and picked up a crammed full box. Alec came round the side and gathered the rest in his arms, slamming the boot.
"What the hell-"
"I'm just helping you Clary, calm down. Its not like I'm going to steal your stuff." I was going to protest but to be honest I needed the help so he picked up his speed and lead me to the door. Of course he wouldn't steal my stuff. It wasn't worth anything compared to the money he had stacked up for himself.
"So do you live here?" I asked.
Alec chuckled, "Yeah, I share a room with Magnus."
"Magnus?"
"My boyfriend." He replied. Boyfriend? Right he was gay. How couldn't I tell after he flirtatiously greeted me?
"Don't look so shocked," Alec said smirking, "I'm gay." I nodded quickly as he turned the knob of the door and swung it open. This guy clearly wasn't uncomfortable with telling strangers.
The music boomed out and I could already smell the scent of sweat lingering in the air. The room wasn't as full as I had assumed. As we walked past the large open foyer an arched doorway led into what I assumed was the main living room. But it confused me, why was there a living room in a dorm block?
"Why is there a living room?" I asked Alec who turned round as I questioned him.
"There is a living room because… Don't houses normally have living rooms?" He asked raising his eyebrows in confusion.
"But this is a dorm block." I said, scrunching up my nose.
"This isn't a normal dorm block. It's a house that happens to have eight bedrooms."
"Wait- what?" my eyes widen, "You mean this is just a normal house that has eight bedrooms?" He nods at me. "So there is only one living room?" He nods again but then butts in.
"Well actually there is three but this is the main one. But there is only one kitchen if that's what your referring to." He wiggled his eyebrows at me. Need I remind myself that he's gay. What the hell? I thought this was a dorm block.
Alec's forehead creases, "You thought this was a normal dorm block didn't you?" I nod quickly. "Well its just a big house with six people living in it that all go to Alicante so you better lighten up because we will be seeing each other a lot," he gestured to the room, "because we are all living together."
My stomach churned. Living with boys? Boys who probably walk around half naked? Boys who are messy? But as I looked around everything seemed to be in order.
"You ok?" asked Alec.
"Yep," I nod, "just surprised." I say truthfully.
I turned back to the room. It seemed even bigger then my entire house that I used to live in. Two glass doors were standing open with a breathtaking view of the ocean. I sighed.
"Beautiful isn't it." said Alec following my gaze.
"Yeah." I nod.
Alec leads me pass people who give me odd glances as they sip on beverages. They give me a once over before turning back to what they were doing. There had to be at least 30 people so clearly they didn't live here.
"Jace, meet Clary. She is the new girl moving in with us." I swung my gaze to see who Jace was.
Oh.
My. Oh. My.
Jace narrows his eyes and studys me closely. His eyes. Oh gosh. What the hell is wrong with me? I don't even know this guy and I am already drawling all over him.
"Hey." Jace says in a lazy drawl before slowly swigging at his beer.
I feel my face heat up, "Hi." I say, trying to act casual but clearly it wasn't casual enough as his twinkling gold eyes scan my flushed face.
Alec clears his throat and Jace's gaze shifts from me to him, a warning expression on his face.
"I'm going to take her to her room and help her settle in." Alec says cooly and leads me away.
All that was on my mind was Jace. Why the hell am I thinking about him again? He's just another stuck up rich dude who gets drunk and has flings with girls. Sure I've seen hot guys before and they never bothered me but Jace was… like… oh… But I remembered the look of his face when he saw me, he clearly didn't think much of me. I'm just a poor red head who happens to be going to the same university as him because she got a scholarship. I sigh remembering his scruffy blonde and piercing gold eyes that were like a magnet.
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*These characters are used out of The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare*
