Hello my dear fanfiction readers! I was so happy yesterday cuz I got SOOO many emails saying people put me as favorite story/author and reviews! i do not own mortal instruments cassandra clare does...*weep* on with the story!
I walked down the hall, carefully, wondering if anything was gonna pop out of the walls or something. How did Clary manage to get me hooked on this stupid game? I stopped in front of a door covered in pink and mentally gagged. 'Well, here's goes nothing.' I say, and knock on Izzy's door. I don't hear anything, so I walk, immediately regretting it.
First thing I saw were clothes…EVERYWHERE. Not an inch of space to walk through. I looked around the room, spying any bright colored paper anywhere. My eyes pause at the massive pile of clothes on her bed. The pile was moving…were my eyes deceiving me?
"Izzy?" I asked, unsure if I should go any further. I took a step forward. The pile started to shake.
I was terrified but then I wondered: could it be a demon? I took out my stele and walked toward her bed. I hesitated for a second and then grabbed as much clothes I can in a handful and threw them on the floor. After that, I was blind by the sight before me.
Simon, that blood sucking idiot, kissing Izzy.
I was scarred for life. I tried to run as fast as I could, but tripped on Izzy's clothes. I was flat on my butt, trying to untangle a bra off my feet.
"JACE!" I heard someone shout. I looked up and saw Izzy, whip in hand, standing on the bed in her battle stance, and face red from embarrassment and anger. I smiled innocently, and quickly tried squirming through the door. (I had not untangled the bra yet.) Simon was holding her back, giving me time to get out. I was next to the door when Izzy leaped from Simon's grasp and ran toward me. I tried to think what would distract Izzy, when I saw a table filled with makeup, nail polish and all sorts of other stuff. I kick at one of the leg of the table, and it breaks, bringing down all her stuff on the floor.
"No! My makeup!" Izzy screamed, and broke down, bending down on the floor and picking up all the items. I quickly scramble out the door and shut it behind me. I put my back against it and catch my breath. I try untangling the red bra at my feet, but get so frustrated it rips. "Oh well," I say to myself, and throw it in the hall.
I stand up and brush myself off, smelling like flowers. 'Yuck,' I think to myself. I look up and there on the wall was a bright orange sticky note.
Hi Jace! You're probably really mad right now because I just made you go into Izzy's room for no reason hehe. Smell like flowers, right? At least you smell nice! You probably don't ever want to see Izzy again…oh well. Not my loss! The next sticky note is in Magnus' and Alec's room…good luck!
~Clary(:
"WHAT THE HELL!" I shout. I throw the sticky note on the floor, step on it and walk away, forgetting completely about it. Minutes later, I find myself running back, picking up the sticky note and walking down the hall to Magnus' and Alec's room.
hmmmmm...why can't Jace forget about the sticky note? and what will happen next in Alec's and Magnus' room? read on to find out! and review!
