Heyyyyy! Hope everyone's summer is going well. Sadly, I only have two months left to enjoy my freedom. I am excited for high school thought!

Chapter Two

"Wait you are NOT going to stay in the car Clarissa! You can't live your life being scared of people forever. You need to loosen up just a bit." He says sincerely.

"Jon you know it's hard for me to be around people besides you and mom."

"Please just come inside you might meet someone awkward just like you." He smiles trying to make me happy.

"Fine but if I don't like it I am coming back in the car." I state.

"Good for me." He says.

We pull into a full parking lot and I suddenly regret agreeing with Jon. He finds a spot to park then turns the car off. He gets out of the car and walk to my side of the car to open the door for me. "Come on." He says a little too pushy for my taste right now.

I get out of the car and slid my messenger bag over my head. This thing almost carries my life. I have my phone, sketch book, computer, a small container of chocolate milk, and a small package of saltines.

Jon leads me to the door and pays for both of to get in. A tall broad shouldered man stamps my hand. We then head inside to a room crowded with people and music a little too loud. I see a bunch of teenagers my age. John said this place is only for people in high school. I stay right behind my brother. Luckily he's really tall and muscular so it's easy for me to hide behind him. I am basically a short twig. I am 5"2 and really skinny. But my orange curly hair stands out badly.

I now know why this place is called City of Glass. The walls are glass and the ceiling is too. Everything in here just glimmers. It truly is beautiful.

Jon says he'll be right back and then I start to panic. I start to head out the way we came in. I find our blue mustang fairly easy. I try to open the door but realize it's locked and Jonathon has the keys. I bang my head on the cool window but pull back fast and rub my head. I decide to just sit on the hood and draw. I start drawing vigorously of the place I just saw. I don't pay attention to anything around me. I just pay attention to my drawing. When I draw I forget about where I am, I forget about everything around me, I just draw.

"Hey do you need a jump start?" I fall off the hood and hit the asphalt hard. I look up to see a scrawny boy with black glasses. "Are you okay? I am so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I was just trying to" I cut him off. "Oh I'm fine I was just startled a bit." I reassure him.

He holds out a hand. I take it and let him help me get to my feet. "Thanks. My brother is inside and he has the keys so I can't unlock the car," I pause, "What are you doing here you don't seem like you hang around these places." I let my curiosity get the best of me.

"I could say the same to you but I'm here with some friends and my girlfriend. Are you new?" Now it's his turn to ask questions.

"Yeah." I start thinking about how natural this feels. I don't feel panicked at all that I'm talking to a human being.

"So what's your name?" The scrawny boy asks me.

"Clary and yours is?"

"Simon but I prefer count Dracula." He says while acting like he has fangs. He starts to laugh and I join in and he looks surprised that I did.

"Wait do you like old movies?" He asks urgently.

"Who doesn't?" I joke around

"Not many people around here. But I got to go but maybe I will see you around some time Clary." He then turns and walks into darkness.

Jon finally comes out of the club with a big grin on his face. "Hey, little sis. I am reading to go home and sleep. What about you?" He says with a little too much happiness in his voice.

"Sure." I say while trying to read him. "So who'd you meet in their?"

"Only the most prettiest girl." He bats his eyes.

"Okay nerd let's go home." I say.

I make my way up the stairs slowly and finally reach my room. My bed calls me so answer by lying down. I think about Simon and about how I hope to see him again. I know we would make great friends.

The next morning I am awoken by my mom shaking me like I was never going to wake up again.

"Yes mother I am awake."

"Good morning. Start to get ready we need to head out in an hour." She says politely.

I slide off my bed and head to the bathroom to turn on the water. I remove the clothes I wore to bed last night. I study my body in the mirror. I have freckles all over my body. Most of my bones stick out. My hair is curly and frizzy. Then I move to the scar on my stomach. It's about four inches long and this was put here by my father.

When I was seven I got out of bed to go to the bathroom one night and I heard screaming from my parent's bedroom. I looked through the crack in their door and saw him hitting my mom over and over. I screamed and watched him stare at me with sadness but his eyes went black. I ran but he was too fast. He grabbed me by my hair and tossed me on the ground. I watched him pull out his pocket knife and jam it into my stomach. But after a while my vision went black. When I woke up my mother said Jon ran next door and asked if they'd call the police. My father was put into jail and I have never seen him again.

I step into the shower and let the water slid down my body. I wash my hair and my body. I get out and wrap a towel around me. I put on the overalls that I always wear when I paint. I also got this from my beautiful mother. She and I look a lot alike but her features stand out more than mine, this makes her much prettier than me.

I head downstairs to get my black converse. They are splattered with paint. Most of my shoes are converse actually. I hear a honk outside and know it's time to go.

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