CHAPTER 2

I sighed. "Yes," I mumbled. Simon just stood there frozen. It's normal to have a princess friend. On second thought, it's not. I sighed again. "I'm sorry, milady," Simon bowed. "Cut it, you're embarrassing yourself! You don't have to do that," I said swatting his arm. "No, I should Princess," he said in a formal tone. "You sound like an idiot. Now stop acting like this! I'm normal, am I not mother?" I asked my mother. She was still standing next to the door. My mother nodded, "Oh yes, you're quite 'normal'," my mother teased. "I'm not crazy, ma."

Before Simon could continue in his ridiculous tone, I pulled him upstairs towards my room. "Are you sure your mom wouldn't mind?" he asked nervously. "Relax, she's okay with it. She wanted me to have a boyfriend. No, guy-friend since I was 6 so yeah, it's cool," I replied, sitting on the floor. "Shouldn't you be sitting on a chair or something?" Simon asked, sitting next to me. "You're so weird. Now stop it and let's start planning," I said.

Hours later, we finally agreed on one that both of us agreed. Today is just planning, tomorrow we'll get to the doing part. He was always admiring every spot in my room non-stop. "Why don't I give you a tour around the castle?" I offered. His eyes brightened and he nodded a little too vigorously. I led him out and went into each and every room in the castle. Surprisingly, we finished the tour in 2 hours. We could have finished earlier but he's always admiring everything and we had to slow down a bit. We went back to my room and put on a movie.

It was getting dark, and I'm sure his mother would be wondering where he's gone to. "Here's my phone number, don't give it to anyone though. If you need me, I'll be here," I smiled. "Oh, and Tyra will send you home," I offered. "Sure, thanks, P…Clary," I waved him goodbye and shut the door when the car is out of sight. I shouldn't be making friends with anyone now or I'll be in big trouble.

. . .

During history, a freakishly annoying bitch kept asking me stupid questions. She won't let me pay attention in peace. Without knowing, I accidentally accepted an invitation to the mall. Not good, I thought. I tried to get out of it. 'Princesses don't break promises' mom always say. I groaned so loud I bet Tyra could hear me. And I swore he did because as soon as I entered the car he started laughing like crazy. I changed quickly. I was supposed to meet her in another 30 minutes. I pulled on a short skirt and leggings and pulled my black vest over my white shirt. I put on some boots and looked in the mirror. I look pretty normal if I say so myself. I told mom about my plan tonight and Tyra dropped me off at the Houltington Mall.

I saw her immediately. Camille was her name if I'm not mistaken. She was wearing a plain baby blue dress. Her blonde hair falls over her shoulders in elegant waves. She dragged me inside and began through her 'daily' shopping. I'd rather lock myself in my room with a good book to read. After hours of shopping, she finally got tired. We exited the mall. "Clary, let's go this way," she said pointing towards an alley. "I'm not sure, Camille. It looks dangerous," I was a bit scared. "Don't tell me you're scared," she said in a mocking tone. Those hours of shopping doesn't even make us close friends. She's still a mean slut. She pulled me towards an alley. Everything was fine until we were blocked by a group of guys. I couldn't quite see their faces because it was dark. I can just make out 4 shadows. "Great job, Camille," the most muscular said, his teeth flashed in the dark. The others snickered. "She's all yours, Sebastian" Camille replied and left me alone in front of the guys. I may not know much about defending myself but I kicked him hard where it counts. He didn't even flinch.

'uh oh, I think I made him angry'. He grabbed my hand and slammed me into the wall. I saw stars dancing. Funny, I never knew stars even dance. They closed around me. Sebastian was their group leader, I could see that. He grabbed my front shirt. I thrashed around but he was too strong. His body is of a bodybuilder. In the light, I could see his face. He has blonde hair and he's good looking, but the fact that he slammed me into the wall made me hate him. He looked at me with his cold, menacing eyes. I spit at his face, I saw people do that in movies all the time.

Sebastian wiped his face and laughed. The others joined in. I turned and make a run for it but they were fast. Sebastian pulled my hair and I screamed. He covered my mouth and dragged a struggling me towards the other end of the alley. I bit his hand until I tasted blood but his grip on me is still strong. If they knew I was the princess…. I don't think they would respect me, maybe that will be even more fun for them. Oh, gosh, get a grip Clary! I scolded myself.

As they were dragging me, a figure appeared at the mouth of the alley. "Let her go," a beautiful voice ordered them. It was ever so unique! The boys chuckled. "What are you gonna do?" Sebastian asked, amused. The mysterious guy flashed a smile. It was all a blur. Within minutes, all the guys were on the floor, beaten by him. The guy walked towards me and lifted me in his arms. I caught aa glimpse of gold before I completely fainted.

. . .

I woke up to the sound of beeping. I was in a white room. The ceiling, the bed sheets, everything is white. It was very calming. There was a mirror on the bedside table. I looked at my face. There were bruises and my head is covered in bandages. "Oh, good. You're awake Princess. I sure hope this room is to your liking," a nurse entered the room. "Yes, it is pretty," I smiled. "You had a bad concussion and bruises but we've taken care of it," she said kindly. 'Genevieve' was written on the tag of her uniform. "Thank you, Genevieve," I said. She smiled and made for the door.

"Oh, and Princess? The boy who saved you yesterday is outside," Genevieve said and shut the door quietly behind her. A few seconds later a boy opened it and dragged a chair towards my bed. My jaw was about to drop. Manners, Clary, I reminded myself. The stranger smiled. The smile was so beautiful you'd have think it was an angel straight from heaven. He had golden hair and eyes. Not too muscular. Perfect. "Jace?" I asked, remembering the dreams I've been having. He smiled.

Sorry. I didn't want to rush the Clace part but it happened. Any opinions or ideas, let me know ~Shadeau4