Dear Diary,
I watched as he walked past me. Hair swishing, and his eyes twinkling like a thousand stars. i knew that he was special, there was something about him you know ? the sort of thing that made you want to run up to him and get his attention and yet, he felt untouchable, like a crystal from the crown jewels. Tomorrow, at the club i'll talk to him whoever is watching i'll tell him my name.
Clarissa Fray- a small, red haired 16-year-old, with green eyes like emeralds and a smile to melt the north poll. As she pulled on her black skinny jeans and green smock top she gave herself the once-over. Why can't i look more... well more. she wondered. Then she heard her doorbell ringing through the house simon, she ran to the door and yanked it open, flinging herself into her best friends arms.
"Hey Clary" simon said in a muffled voice
"Thanks for coming with my Si" only she called him that, he wouldn't let anyone else
"Yeah sure, anything for you" his eyes wrinkled as he beamed at her
Simon was, well Simon, always wearing jeans and a gamers shirt and ALWAYS with Clary, it was almost like he was glued to her side, wherever she was you wouldn't have to wait long until he was there...
I know it's short but the next one will be longer i promise :) xx