Disclaimer- I do not own Infernal Devices. Cassandra Clare owns this brilliant book. I only own this plot along with Jessikah, Louise and Rosalie.
Maybe bits out of character at times (mainly Tessa) but give it a go please.
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Chapter starts!
Chapter 2- The new arrivals.
Tessa POV.
"Come along everyone. Our new guests are here." Charlotte called cheerfully, as she hurried into the large hallway of the institute.
I slowly descended the stairs and nearly bumped straight into Sophie.
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't see you there Sophie." I said timidly, reaching out to steady her.
"Its quite alright Tessa. Come along now though. Our new guests will be arriving shortly." Sophie hurried off towards the main door, throwing a quick smile over her shoulder towards me. She, along with Charlotte, was the only people being kind to me.
I dragged my feet to the hallway entrance and leant against the doorway, tucking my book under my armpit.
"For goodness sake Tessa. Ladies do not drag their feet, or slouch in doorways. Honestly, do you know nothing?" Jessamine's, whiny voice came from my left, and I turned my head slightly to face her.
"Like you said before Jessamine, I am not a lady." I snapped back at her, calmly smoothing the front of my dress down.
"You have just proven that it is the honest truth." Jessamine, tossed her fair golden hair over her shoulder, and made a big show of speaking in a superior manner.
I shook my head slightly. I had been at the institute a little over a month now, and my relationship with the people here was awful.
Jem only spoke to me when he had to.
Will never spoke to me, only when he felt the need to belittle me.
Jessamine, well, our relationship had always been poor.
"Now everyone, I want you all on your best behaviour while we introduce our new guests." Charlotte was saying, looking each of us in the eye.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Charlotte swung open the door, and dazzling sunlight illuminated the hallway.
Three girls flounced into the room, and they were all wearing matching dress designs.
The tallest one with Black hair cut close to her chin had a pale lilac dress on. The dress went to her feet, barely brushing the floor.
The middle girl had long Blonde hair to her waist captured in two plaits, and it looked soft as silk. She had on a green dress.
The smallest girl had light brown hair to her shoulders, and it was pinned down to the sides of her face in two bunches. Pretty pink bows sat daintily from her headband. She had on a pink dress.
Finally, a young gentleman emerged from the doorway; he was tall with thick curly black hair, and twinkling green eyes. He was dressed smartly in a black suit.
His eyes met mine and he flashed me a quick smile before switching his gaze to Charlotte.
"Thank you so much for allowing my sisters to stay here." His voice was smooth and delicious. It would be easy for him to persuade anyone with that kind of voice.
It was almost like Will's.
"It is our pleasure" Charlotte smiled at him, shaking his hand. "I am sure everyone here at the institute will make their welcome a warm one. Allow us to introduce ourselves." She waved an arm towards Jem, indicating that he began to speak.
He stepped forward and bowed slightly always the gentleman. "I am James Carstairs, but please call me Jem." He moved down the line of girls, kissing each of their hands.
The black haired girl smiled and twirled her umbrella saying, "So pleased to make your acquaintance. I am Jessikah Wayland."
The blonde haired girl gave a quick wink and said, "How lovely to meet you. My name is Louise Wayland."
The last girl stood nervously, her face shielded behind her fan. Finally she peeked her eyes over the top, her lashes fluttering nervously. "I'm Rosalie, so nice to meet you." She whispered.
I could tell that Rosalie was the quiet sister in the group.
"Names Herondale. Will Herondale." Will's voice held a flirtatious lilt as he stepped unnecessarily close to Jessikah. Obviously he had already chosen his new interest.
She batted her eyelashes seductively. "Nice to meet you."
The man's gaze caught my eye across the room, and as our eyes met, I swear he rolled his eyes at me.
I struggled to contain a giggle.
Jessamine stepped forward, holding her head high as she smiled warmly at sisters.
"Its so lovely to meet you all. It will be a fantastic change to have another girl in the institute. I hope we can be the best of friends. I'm Jessamine Lovelace. But please call me Jessie."
"I hope we can become the best of friends to. We can have so much fun." Jessikah flashed a brilliant grin at her, looping an arm through Jessamine's.
Rosalie joined the conversation, throwing her arm through Jessamine's other one. "Maybe a tour? I'm sure this place has some wonderful history."
Just before they left the room, Charlotte's voice rang out clear as bells. "And this is Tess Gray." She urged me forward.
I sighed and stepped from my place into the light. I had been hiding by the stairs but now all eyes turned to me.
I stood there a moment, but finally gave a small curtsy. "Nice to meet you." I smiled at them.
Jessikah was the first to speak. "Are you a maid?" She asked, looking down her nose at me.
I almost chocked in indignation.
"Jess, don't be so rude." Rosalie chided, although it sounded more force of habit then her actually meaning it.
Will had amusement shining in his ice blue eyes as he met my gaze.
I turned away and took as step up the stairs but I froze when I felt a hand on my wrist. Twisting around to see who it was, I swallowed a gasp as I saw that it was the girls' sister.
"May I help you?" I asked politely.
"It was lovely meeting you Miss Gray. I am Jack Wayland." He bent slightly, and gently kissed my hand.
I stood there, shocked.
Gasps echoed around the room, and I glanced across at everyone.
Jessikah was scowling furiously.
Jessamine looked appalled. Almost as if the fact that he was touching me made her sick.
Jem and Will had matched expressions of surprise mixed with anger. What was their problem?
"Lovely to meet you Mr. Wayland." I smiled back at him, still surprised at his gesture.
He turned and headed over to charlotte, which showed him out, then hurried of into the direction of the dining room.
I kept my gaze fixed to the floor as I hurried up the stairs towards my bedroom.
If I didn't get out of some peoples line of sight I would soon spontaneously combust.
Chapter end!
So okay, another non-action filled chapter, but give it time, (like in the next chapter) and a bit of drama will arrive.
By the way, I just thought I should let you know that Agatha the kitchen maid isn't dead in this fic. But Thomas is, unfortunately. Hey, one of them had to die in the last battle that happened with Nate. Please review! Quicker updates come with more review! But I do go back to school Thursday. Yippy! *Note sarcasm- a lot of sarcasm*
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