Clary was so busy packing all her stuff up, she didn't notice her mother standing in the doorway of her room. Her mother just stared at Clary, realizing how much her little girl had grown up. Jocelyn cleared her throat. Clary looked up, surprised to see her mother standing there. '' Clare-Bear, I'm going to miss you so much,'' Jocelyn told Clary while wrapping her arms around her small, petite daughter. Clary was going to attend Idris Academy for Special Talents. Jonathon, her brother, had attended the last two years and told her how great it was. Clary hugged her mother back getting teary eyed. '' I know mom,'' Clary said, '' But I need to see Johnothan again.'' It had been two years since she had seen Jon and she dearly missed him. They had communicated by email, texting, calling, anything they could to keep in touch. Clary and her mother went downstairs to find Luke waiting for them. '' I'm going to miss you Clary,'' Luke said as he kissed my forehead. '' Promise to call everyday Uncle Luke,'' Clary said as she willed herself not to cry. If she cried her mother would cry and she didn't want this to be a sobfest. Luke carried her bags down to the lobby of their apartment building.
The taxi finally arrived to take her to airport. She got out her book and started to read. The car ride alone would take several hours to just get the airport. Idris Academy was in California, while she lived in Manhattan. When she got the airport she got her bags checked and finally got through all the security. As she boarded the plane she was hit with a wave of nausea. She went to the bathroom and didn't come out for several minutes. She finally felt better so she came and sat at her seat. She was thinking of seeing Jon again. The last time they saw each other was when Clary was 14 and Jon was 16. When Jon had told her he was going to California she started to sob. Clary was very mad at her brother for just abandoning her. She slammed the door in his face and screamed into her pillow. After several hours, Jonothan came in and started talking to her. He sat on her bed and told her a bedtime story. Jon had explained to her that he couldn't stay in Manhattan any longer. He and Jocelyn didn't have the best relationship and they were usually arguing. Jon had made Clary feel better and he had reassured her that she would be coming to Idris Academy too, in 2 years. Jon had a knack for playing any athletic activity with a skill level close to perfection. Meanwhile, Clary could draw and was the best artist in her entire school. Clary was so caught up in her own thoughts, she didn't even realize that the please fasten your seatbelt sign had started flashing. She fastened her seatbelt and was preparing to land. She didn't want to be sick again. Fortunently she made the landing without throwing up again. As she got off the plane she saw a flash of white. It was Jon's hair. Whereas Clary had bright, frizzy, curly red hair and emerald-green eyes Jon had white hair as white and soft as a feather and dark, rich brown eyes. Clary looked like Jocelyn and Jon looked like Valentine. Just thinking about her father made her sad. I mean sure Luke had been great but he hadn't been Valentine. Clary only remembered a little bit about Valentine which made her upset. She remembered him taking her, Jon, and Jocelyn out on a picnic in Central Park. They had gone to their favorite spot, under a big oak tree which gave them a lot of shade. Her dad had made the sandwiches which were always soggy for some reason. No one minded though. Her father had went and gone to get their ice cream from a vendor by the big oak tree, when she suddenly heard a heart wrenching scream. She was only 6 at the time and Jon was 8. She saw her father and a strange man behind him, with a dagger in his hand. Only a second later Clary saw the dark red blood seeping through her fathers shirt. She ran toward him but it was too late. Her father had slumped to the ground and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. The strange man had then rang out with his gun three times in the air. Then he started bolting toward an alley way. The vendor man ran after the masked guy but the strange man looked back and shot him in the chest. My mother was sobbing and Jon had a look of terror on his face. I just stood there, unable to process that my father had just been murdered. Someone nearby had called the police. The police started taping of the area and a couple of police officers came over to me and Jon. They had already let my mother in the police car to go down to the station to get questioned. Jon and I climbed in after her and that's when I started to wail. I was crying more than i have combined in my whole life. My brother pulled me into his lap and started murmuring in my ear. He was rubbing my back and smoothing my hair down as I tucked my head in the crook of his neck.
When we arrived at the police station my mom was the first one they went to for questioning. They then pried me away from Jon and took me for questioning. I had been so little I didn't remember anything. They finally figured out that i was no help to them and they let us go home. To this day they still don't know who murdered Valentine Morgenstern. When Jon and I went back to school everyone stayed away from us. They were scared if the got close to us they would also get murdered just like our father. Only one person didn't treat me any different and I loved him for it. Sebastian Verlac. We met in Kindergarten and have been best friends since. He finally told me that he loved me when he was a sophomore and I was a freshman. We have been happily dating since then. I was wrapped up in my thoughts I hadn't realized that Jon was hugging me. ''By the angel, I missed you so much,'' he said with arms snaked around my waist. '' Me too,'' I told him. '' Hows mom?'' he asked as his dark eyes narrowed. '' She and Luke are married now,'' I replied. He frowned and his eyebrows furrowed. '' Don't worry about it Jon,'' I told him gently. '' How are things going for you here?'' I asked him, my curiosity getting the better of me. He looked very excited and giddy like a little kid, I realized. '' I have tons of friends and the sports here are awesome!'' he exclaimed. '' You need to introduce me to your friends, because I don't want to look like an idiot on my first day,'' I told him sternly. '' Oh Clary,'' he said, '' You are probably going to look like an idiot anyway,'' he chuckled, '' You have the worst luck when it comes to new schools.'' I glared at him as hard as I could. '' I thought you promised you wouldn't bring that up again,'' I whined to him. He just ruffled my hair affectionately. '' Get in the car, we don't want to be late for registration.'' he said.
AUTHORS NOTE! THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC, SO I'M SORRY ANY MISTAKES! PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! I WILL PROBABLY UPLOAD ANOTHER CHAPTER TOMORROW! THANKS FOR READING THIS!