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Disclaimer: obviously I am not Cassandra Clare, but I do like to dress up as her at night in my room when no one's around, and pretend I'm her….not like a stalker or anything
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AS OF 6/19/11!- THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN EDITED, ALL THAT'S CHANGED IS SEBASTIAN NOW DOES ART NOT MUSIC, SO ENJOY!
As I walked with Sebastian to my new room, we talked a little. I find out he's here for art like me. He liked sculpture, especially carving from wood and stone. He was so modest, and almost shy. Though I'm not sure why, I mean he was really cute. Why would anyone be shy if they were hot? Anyways he asked about me. I told him I was here for art also, basically painting and drawing but I did some sculpture as well . He was really nice, but towards the end he kinda got distracted. Like he wasn't really listening, but I didn't mind, I mean it's not like what I was saying was interesting. It must be so boring for people to listen to me go on and on about art. And combined with the fact I was nervous, cuz did I mention he was hot? I ramble a lot when I'm nervous, so I get how he could have drifted off a little.
We finally located my room. It was on the third floor of a building set in a mini valley. Trees surrounded its back and a huge field its front. Hills on all sides sloped gradually upwards, towards the school, which I supposed would make it harder to get to class, but I thought it was pretty, so I didn't really care.
When I opened the door to my room I was greeted by a gorgeous girl with long black hair, pale skin, and ice blue eyes. Of course I was also greeted by a room filled to the brim with clothes. Clothes lined the beds, the closet, the couch in the corner, the floor….
"Sorry about all this," she said smiling.
"I think I'll be leaving now," Sebastian said eyeing the mess, dropping my bags at my feet, he turned on his heel and began walking away with quick strides as if he might be attacked by whatever had attacked my room. Right before he turned the corner for the stairs heading down, he called, "Meet me at lunch Clary!" I smiled, I was gonna meet him at lunch.
"Who was that hottie," said the girl, her eyebrows raised.
"Oh, just some guy I met, he helped me bring my bags up here."
"Ooo La La, he was cute! By the way my names Isabelle, but everyone calls me Izzy." She said the last part as an afterthought.
"Clary," I said, "soooo… what happened?" I gestured to the obvious tornado that struck only in our dorm room.
"Oh, I just needed to organize my clothing. Sorry it's kinda messy." Understatement of the century.
"Its fine, I just need to go to bed tonight, that's all." I smiled, and so did she.
"Not all of its mine thank god! Those bags over there are my brother Jace's" Izzy said pointing towards a small pile of 3 tiny bags in the corner.
"Ya, cuz without them, there would be a huuuuge difference," I said.
"Totally," she says not catching the heavy sarcasm, "I can't believe him, he comes up here, with my bags and his, as if I couldn't get some other guy to do it for me. And then he just dumps his bags here when some skanks start fawning over him, I haven't seen him since," Izzy looked disgusted at him, and I giggled.
"Hey don't laugh at me!" she snapped, letting a few giggles escape as well, "God, the thought of those sluts he was with is making me nauseous." Frustrated Izzy threw down the clothing she was holding and said, "You know what? I hate organizing; I'll deal with this later. Let's go give my stupid brother his bags." She stood up, and gracefully maneuvered through the mine field of high couture clothing. She slipped the two bags on her long, thin arms and swung the third one around, throwing it at me. Surprised I managed to catch it but ended up staggering back a few paces, and running into the wall behind me with the force of the throw.
"Oh, Sorry!" she exclaimed, covering her red lips with a perfectly manicured hand.
"I'm fine" I squeaked in response. With the same worried, but now slightly amused expression at my squeaking voice, she managed to hide the worst of her giggles on her way out of the room and down the corridor to the stairs.
"I'm glad you take pleasure in my pain!" I called after her, a smile in my voice, as I quickened my short strides to catch up with her long ones.
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Jace's room was in the building across from ours, the only other one in the little valley. I arrived at the room, slightly panting at having to keep up with Izzy and her incredibly long legs, just as she was knocking at his door. The door swung open revealing a tall blonde boy, who looked (there are no other words to describe it) like a god. I quickly shut my open mouth. I felt like such an idiot, had I really just been standing there with my mouth wide open? For how long? Luckily his strange gold eyes were not looking my way, but at Izzy, annoyance showing in them.
"What do you want?" he asked, running his long pianists fingers through curly blonde hair.
"What do I want?" Izzy said, she was one of those very dramatic people, but it suited her, I mean, she was here for theatre. "I wanted to give you back your freaking bags, you ungrateful idiot! You left them in my room when those hookers started to fawn over you."
"Don't get your panties in a twist, Izzy," he said, smirking. Izzy huffed, and strode into his room, throwing his bags on the ground, and plopping on one of the two beds in the room.
"Yes, of course Izzy, you may come in, I'm not busy at all." He said with heavy sarcasm.
I didn't quite know what to do with myself, so I just walked in after Izzy setting his bag on top of the other two. He turned around, apparently just noticing I was there.
"Who are you?" he asked, none to politely. Annoyed I responded,
"Clary Morgenstern,"
"Oh," he said, as if he could care less, and walked into his bathroom. God, he was rude.
"Don't listen to my brother, Clary, he's an ass." Izzy said, from the bed.
"I can hear you," Jace called from the bathroom.
"Good! I hope you can!" Izzy shouted, "Hey Jace, can I use some of your drawers and stuff, I don't think I'm gonna have enough room for my stuff."
"Whatever Iz," he said walking back into the room, "the mood-swings on that girl," he muttered under his breath. I couldn't stop the giggle that escaped, because it was totally true. Izzy was a drama queen.
"I heard that!" Izzy shouted. Fiddling with what looked like Jace's iPod.
"I'm glad. You know what Iz, as much as I've enjoyed this little meeting with you, I'm gonna go hang out with my hookers," smirking, he turned and walked out of the room, never once acknowledging I was there. But why would he, guys like him don't care about girls like me. Or any girl for that matter. He seemed like one of those arrogant players, not someone I would like anyway. But I mean, you had to admit he was gorgeous, like think Sebastian, and then times it by one million. Ya, that's how hot he was.
Speaking of Sebastian, a very awkward situation ensued with him, following Jace's departure. Izzy was lying on one of the beds listening to Jace's iPod, when out of the bathroom we hear water turning off. I hadn't noticed it running in the first place, but you could hear it being turned off. I immediately turned toward the bathroom door, to see Sebastian with just a towel around his waist walking out. Damn, he was sexy, was the first hot- oops I mean thought- that crossed my mind, the second being WHY DIDN'T JACE TELL US HE WAS IN THERE? , the third was something along the lines of SHIT! And the fourth was just, oh god no… this is gonna be awkward. And the situation did not disappoint.
Sebastian looked up just in time to see me turn bright red.
"Clary!" he almost shouted, surprised, embarrassed (understandably), and apprehensive. "What are you doing here?"
"Um.. we were..um… Jace… um.." I couldn't quite make a coherent sentence.
"Damn," Izzy said voicing my thoughts, and pulling her ear buds out of her ears. She looked Sebastian up and down, then apparently realizing she'd said it out loud, put her hand over her mouth. She looked like she might start laughing for some reason, but she managed to compose herself and say, "We were here visiting my brother, Jace, your roommate. And he left a few minutes ago. Sorry." Sebastian was probably just as red as I was now.
Izzy stood up very quickly, grabbed my arm, and began to pull me out of the room.
Before I went through the door I managed to say, "Sorry, see you at lunch."
The second we'd closed the door behind us, I turned to Izzy and said, "I really don't want to see him at lunch."
"Really? I do, I want to see him forever and ever. I could have seen him all day and night." She was giggling, and I laughed along with her.
"He was hot wasn't he." I agreed, smiling.
"More like gorgeous!" with that we both erupted into uncontrollable giggles, and attempted to make our way up to the dining hall without much success.
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