I am so sorry you guys! I feel bad about not updating especially since I don't have school, but my aunt whos kinda old feel down on the bus and had to get stitches. It was pretty intense. But things are settling back down and I finally got it all out and written down. Hope you enjoy. One other thing, there probably will be grammar/spelling errors, but theres another authors note on the bottom so please read that one too! So now... ENJOY!
Disclaimer: Unless Cassie Clare spends her days off on the computer listening to Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen in her pj's while reading fanfiction, I'm not her.
I am seriously contemplating why the hell I'm friends with Isabelle. When I informed her about my more then distressing situation, did she calm me down? No. Did she say the teacher was a total jerk for pairing us up together? Nope. Did she at least have the decency not to laugh in my face? No.
"I can't –wheeze-believe how –wheeze- awesome this is!" she blurted out, just in time to fall on the floor while still laughing uproariously. I just crossed my arms over my chest and waited for her to finish.
"What's going on here?" my bestest friend ever, Simon, asked. "And why are you seemingly trying to kill my girlfriend? Gee Clary I though we went over this…"
"Can it Simon. Your girlfriend has behaved in a manner that is most disrespectful!" I said while mimicking a British accent. "Control her!"
"Alright," Simon said with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "for behaving so badly, Isabelle darling, you shall be spanked!"
OH. MY. GOD. Why is it again I have such in sensitive friends. Who can make sexual references at a time like this? "LEAVING," I said with a mortified look on my face. But no. This is my life. So obviously someone has got to ruin it. Jace made his way over to us, and when his eyes met mine, he had a smirk so big, I'm surprised it didn't fall off his pathetic face.
"Look who we have here," he mused. Right then out of the blue, he bent down and picked me up bridal style.
"Is there a point to this?" I said, while trying to keep my blinding fury under control. "Or will you just put my down?"
"I don't know," he said while crushing me to his chest. "Is there?" I could feel his breath trickle across the bridge of my nose. Ugh. Then he cocked one eyebrow. Always wanted to be able to do that. It's just so badass.
This is when I had enough. Using all the power I could muster, I slapped him in the face so hard, it hurt my hand, and left an angry red mark on his cheek. Anticipating the drop, I landed neatly on my feet. I swear it was like I was a ninja or something.
"Ouch," he said, adopting a hurt expression. "You sure know how to woo a man don't you? It's alright, I think we'll make a mighty fine couple. Don't you Izzy?"
"Sure," she said a little to brightly for my taste. "You and Clary make the perfect couple. Even better then Jay-Z and Beyonce. Or-"
"Ok that's enough Izzy," I said before she could rant too much. I swear this girl needs to end the celebrity magazine addiction soon. "Lets just go home, get packed, and get this over with.
-#*#-
Packing. There is a reason I put it off to the last possible minute. The thing is, that even in my limited wardrobe, I could find absolutely nothing that seemed appropriate to bring on the trip. I did have some pretty awesome outfits laid out but fashion is not one of my strong points. Hence the reason I decided to wait for Izzy to come over after she was done packing and help me. Meanwhile I sat down and started to draw. I sort of blanked out and let my subconscious draw for me. When I was seemingly done, I looked at the paper in front of me. On there was a guy who looked no older then I did. He had longish black hair that looked wispy. He had strong, broad shoulders, but a lean waist. He also had impossibly long legs. He was clad in think black leather gear. Almost like hunting clothes. In his hand he held a large sword that gleamed from the light of the sun. But more important then all this were the deep black eyes which started straight into my own.
"Wow. Last time I draw while emotionally unstable," I muttered to myself as I set the drawing away.
A few minutes later Isabelle bounded happily into my room. She looked gorgeous as always in a light sundress. "Its called knocking," I advised. "Try it sometime."
"Oh stop being so bitter," she scolded me. "Now let the fun begin!"
Izzy is getting excited. An excited Isabelle is no laughing matter. In fact, it's terrifying.
Oh well, in a matter of minutes (more like an hour) my bags were packed and we were waiting for the boys to come in the people carrier. (A/N lol excuse the Top Gear reference, I just couldn't help myself ;D)
This little excursion would take us to the mountains; to a lodge we had been to many times. Alec was behind the wheel and herded us inside after putting in our bags (read Isabelle's mountain of luggage and my single rolling bag and a duffle). There wasn't much choice in where I could sit. Magnus, Alec's boyfriend sat shotgun, Simon sat in the first pair of seats and Isabelle already snagged that seat next to him, so all that was left was the three seats in the back. One of which was occupied by a certain blonde-haired devil. FML.
"Come here Clary," Jace said gesturing to the seats next to him. "I don't bite…. hard." And he winked. WINKED. Like the legit type with the cocky smirk playing on his lips and the evil glint in his eye. None of that dumb half-hearted crap here.
"Gag me," I muttered, and reluctantly plopped down in the seat farthest from him. But personal space is a mystery to this boy and he scooted so he was basically sitting in my lap. Fun.
"That's my specialty," he murmured in my ear. I tried my best but couldn't keep the shiver that ran down my spine from showing itself. I used all my might and shoved against his chest, but when he didn't budge, I poked Izzy's shoulder.
"Izzy, switch seats with me. Now," I hissed into her ear.
"Sorry Hun, but I happen to like my current position. Just ignore him, it's only a few hours. Maybe you can try to take a nap?"
"Don't worry honey," Magnus said from the front seat. "If Jace doesn't keep his space, I did bring an extra bottle of glitter… " And with that he let out a terrifying smile and slowly unveiled a brand new bottle of body glitter. Jace hurried back to his own seat, warning heeded. I decided I might as well pass the time with a little nap. Izzy was sure to want to go clubbing when we got to the town. It's beyond me. How can a town not have a decent mall, but three nightclubs?
-#*#-
"Clary, wake up!" someone not so nicely screamed into my ear. The car was parked in front of the lodge and Izzy was still impatiently shaking my shoulder. Night had already fallen and it was hard to see much else.
"Alright alright I'm up. Where's the fire? Jeez Iz, you need to chill out," I responded while rubbing my eyes to get a better view. All I could see was a freezing group of boys trying to get all of the bags through the door, but failing miserably. Other then the few other things the light illuminated, the general background was black. Isabelle had this ridiculous smile on her face, which meant trouble. Or at least it meant trouble to me.
"Hurry up Clary," Isabelle said as she yanked me out of the people carrier with a little too much force so I lost my balance and flailed my arms in order to stay on my feet. "We don't have all night to dawdle! We need to get ready! There's this new club that just opened out here its called Pandemonium. I heard from a trusty source that the boys there are very promising," she told me while winking.
"Your one to talk Izzy. You already have a boyfriend? You that weird dude with glasses?" I pointed out.
"True. But even he does like to play the jealousy game," Isabelle said with a certain gleam in her eyes. "I can't wait…"
"Spare me the details Iz," I said while rolling my eyes. I walked over to the boys to collect my bags and help out with the mountain that was Isabelle's baggage. After getting checked in and settling down a bit, I heard Izzy knock on my door yelling at me to open my door. Setting down the sketch I was working on, I opened the door to find Isabelle with all types of torture tools. (Read make-up supplies, and various dress bags plus another bag filled to the brim with shoes.
" A little help would be nice Clary." Iz said in a strained voice. After bringing all the bags, boxes and other frightening things into my room (which had felt small to begin with and now felt unbelievably cramped). After trying on various dresses Isabelle settled on a bright red strapless mini dress that had ruching on the sides but also hugged her curves incredibly close. Not to mention that it didn't even make it to mid-thigh. Simon would be happy… Her choice was easy, but I tried on a parade of dresses before she threw me a white gossamer dress that had thin spaghetti straps, went down to the knee and gave me the appearance of actually having some form of curves. It was really pretty I had to admit. Isabelle cooed at how shockingly red my naturally curly hair was and how brightly emerald green my eyes now were. I didn't really register anything beyond how pretty, yet simple the dress was.
After picking out the dresses, it was time for shoes. Isabelle put on some redonkulously high heels (as per usual). She handed me what I assumed were death traps but turned out to be strappy black heels. They didn't detract from the dress so it was fine with me. After putting on barely any make-up, "Just enough to enhance what you got sweetie," as Isabelle put it. Finally after that torture, we made it downstairs (15 minutes late) and located the boys. They were all dressed up simply. Dark jeans, and different colors of dress shirts (all un-tucked) and sneakers.
"Nice of you to join us," Jace said in an annoyed tone. He had just made eye contact with Isabelle but when his eyes made their way lazily toward me, and the shock was clearly written on his face. He gave me a once over and, I'm ashamed to say, I blushed. "Well don't you clean up nicely Fray," he said his eyes approving. "Thanks Izzy."
"Hands off Jace," Simon said in a protective brotherly voice."
"Bind them behind my back he said while approaching me and leaned down to whisper in my ear. "You ready to go sweetheart? You really do look beautiful…" he murmured while trailing his lips up and down my neck.
"If you move your arrogant ass out of my way then we can finally leave," I said in an emotionless voice. I was proud it didn't waver because lets just say that boy knows how to use his lips. Futile to deny.
But it's also futile to say that this night would end exactly how I planned.
So how was that? Mild cliffy but like I said, the next update should be sooner. Keyword there would be: should. No promises... :P
So about the editing. If you are interested in being a BETA for this story could you send me a PM? I have my friends at school who read copies of the chapters, but that system doesn't work when we get school off, so I need a more dependable source. (Yeah I'll still give you a copy Heidi, don't you worry xD)
Another thing, I will be changing the chapter titles so they are all Franz songs. Unless I have a better fitting song but thats the goal...
This chapter wouldn't be here without the help of Bohemian Rhapsody. Such an good song...
If you liked this, you could tell me by, oh I don't know... telling me in a review? :D