This is a Fan fiction of Cassandra Clare's Mortal Instrument series, but instead I will fifty shades it up. The main characters will be: Jace, Clary, Alec, Simon, Isabelle, Magnus, Hodge , Luke, and Sebastian.
Chapter 1: Mr. Heronalde
Ripping her hand out of her red mess of curls, Clary took a deep breath to calm herself down. " It's not that bad" she said lying to her self. A quick glance in the mirror said otherwise. Her hair was one big mess. With nothing else to do with it she tied it back up into a messy bun. With all the effort to style her hair she was now late to her important interview with Jace Heronalde.
Simon trying to impress a girl, needed a picture and interview from the most wanted bachelor in Upper Town had begged her to help him out after the "girl" got sick. So in her most fashionable clothes she owned, she walked into HERONALDED CORPRATIONS. The building was tall and huge. Quickly fixing herself Clary walked to the front counter.
She approached a stern blond women, dressed in a black blazer, and a white pencil skirt behind the information desk who was typing furiously on her Mac computer.
" Umm.. I'm here to see Mr. Heronalde. Clarissa Fray for Maia Roberts" she said nervously, playing with her fingers at the same time.
" Excuse me one moment, Miss Fray." She said arching her eyebrow at Clary. The woman makes a quick call to someone upstairs, and hands Clary a visitor pass.
" Take the elevator to the 10th floor, and ask the lady at the front counter to take you to Mr. Heronalde's office."She said, and continued to type away on her computer.
" Thank you" Clary said.
She quickly made her way to the elevator; she entered and punched the 10th floor button. The elevator was flourished with mirrors, and ads of the company were posted on both sides of the elevator. She came to a stop and went to the front counter . As Clary approached the front counter she noticed that the woman seated at the desk was also a blond wearing the exact same outfit as Blond Number 1. What is it with the blond employees? With her fiery red hair and vintage looking clothing, she looked like a disorganized monster compared to these women. She told Blond Number 2 that she was here to interview Mr. Heronalde and the woman directed her to his office.
Before entering she took a deep breath to calm herself. As she opened the door, she tripped and stumbled over her own feet and landed onto the floor. STUPID STUPID! Quickly picking herself up she felt strong hands pulling her up.
" Are you okay, Miss..."
Clary had never seen such a beautiful man as Mr. Heronalde. He had dark golden blonde hair and dark gold eyes that could pierce through anybody's heart. He was an angel sent from above. With his beautiful face, hair and eyes he appeared almost feminine.
" Miss... Fray. Its Miss Fray" She stuttered.