My dear little broccolis💚💚💚,
So, just as a reminder, this chapter and the last Clary and Jace were still young children. They have a eighteen month gap difference. Jace is nine, and Clary a little bit older than seven.
Also, if anyone is interested in being a beta for this story, I am all ears.
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Chapter 2 ~ School & Video Games (1,4K)
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Jace's PoV.
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Never before have I been so happy to go to school. Finally, it's the end of the summer vacations, and I'll finally be able to make some friends. I mean, I already have Clary, but it'd be cool to have more friends. Then, we'll be able to go to the park, all of us, and all. That'd be really cool. I can't wait to go to the park with Clary and chase her with a stick, throwing Harry Potter curses at her. She's already very suspicious of me being a wizard, and is persuaded that I'll receive a letter from Hogwards when I'll be eleven. Just because I did her the trick of the coin with her ear. She's so cute, sometimes.
I wanted us to go together to school, but she said that she was sick. She didn't even want me to come and see her. Which is quite annoying. I mean, we did spent the past two weeks together, 24/7. And suddenly she's too sick to see me. I think she's just chickening out because of school. Maybe she doesn't like school. I think that's it.
Dad is driving me to school, and I can't help but wish that Clary were here too. Just so he would talk to her instead of me. He talks too much sometimes. All those stupid stuffs about being nice to other kids, and behaving in class and stuffs. Like I'd go Avada Kedavra on other people. Really. I'm not Tom Riddle!
"Will you let me ride with Clary and Luke tomorrow?" I suddenly cut Dad, because I can't listen to all that nice warning about school and teachers. I'm not a monster, and I'm not an idiot. I know how to behave. Especially in a new school! I don't want to be known as the bully.
Dad looks away from the road to look at me funny, and suddenly, I do feel a little bit stupid. Adults have this magic power to make you feel stupid just by looking at you. He slightly frowns his brows, and then he says:
"Clary won't go to school tomorrow. She's homeschooling."
"What? Why?" I ask, really upset that she never told me. I mean, I've been ranting about school for the past week, and she never said anything about not going to school. But it's true that she never seemed eager to talk about school, either. She actually seemed a little bit sad when I talked about school, but I figured that it was because she didn't have many friends.
Dad slightly heaves, looking back at the front window; and then, he tells me: "She is sick. And her sickness makes her homeschool."
"But she was just fine two days ago," I insist. No fair that she gets to skip school because she's good at pretending to be sick. I mean, I want to go to school, but there had been sometimes when I didn't, and Dad always managed to see when I was faking an illness.
Dad shakes a little his head and parks in the school parking before he unbuckles up and looks at me. I'm on the front seat, even though I'm not ten yet, because I'm tall. I used to always remind that to my friends back in our old town, because it's so cool to be on the front seat, it makes you look like a grownup.
"Clary is sick in a way you can't see. She … She's not comfortable around people. It's hard for her to be around too many people all at once. That's why Luke and her always do their groceries early in the morning, that's why you always go over, that's why she won't go to school."
For a moment, I don't know what to say. It's weird to be afraid of people. Really, I'm not going to eat her. "But I'm a people, and she plays with me." I retort, because just two days ago, she attacked me with a broccoli when I refused to admit that Sirius Black was the best character ever in Harry Potter.
Dad gently smiles with that annoying smile that adults have when they think they know so much more than you. "Well, you were nice to her. And Luke pushes her so she can have friends. He doesn't want her to stay all her life in that house."
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When I come back from school, dad insists on checking all my homework before he makes do some reading because he doesn't like the program given by the school. I don't really argue, I like reading. Even if the books are boring about who loves who more. Romeo is stupid, and Juliet even more. I just wish dad would have give me something else to read. I heard Macbeth is about killing people and stuffs, but dad says I'm too young. I might be 'frightened'. I'll just have to sneak in his library when he's not looking, and I'll read the damn thing!
I'm quite happy with the day I had. I met nice people, though they weren't as funny as Clary. For starters. That boy Alec, he doesn't like Harry Potter! Clary would slap him with a broccoli if she knew. And that boy Magnus, he talks way too much. Seb is alright, though. And he likes Pokemon too. We already started trading cards, and we'll try to get a play date to play video games. Because Zelda is life, and he knows it.
But now, I'm looking at Clary's house, and I'm hesitating on going. Do people who fear other people want to hear about those people? And that's when I decide that I won't let her like that. She needs to meet people. She needs to slap Alec, and play Zelda with Seb, and talk with Magnus. She doesn't have a choice.
So I go to her house, where I find her on the couch her eyes sparkling as she's hugging a paper to her heart.
"What's that?" I ask her, my crusade completely forgotten.
"My future husband. He's so perfect! I'm in love!" She swoons, and I see on the floor Skyward Swords! She played the new Zelda before me! How unfair! I rush to the TV and take the remote, and so she maliciously tells me: "I can tell you how the game ends. Ghirahim …"
"Shhhhh!" I order, and she giggles before kissing my cheek and letting me play. I start the game, playing Link as he goes through the Surface, and suddenly I recall what dad told me in the morning. And I know just how to make her meet people.
"I'll have a play date this weekend. We'll play video games and eat pop corn. You have to come!"
I can tell that she's hesitating, until she says: "If I'm not sick anymore."
And her little voice breaks all my plans to make her meet people. So I just let her be, and played under her mocking remarks on my game, and her swooning over the Demon Lord Ghirahim until Dad comes pick me up because I have school tomorrow.
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💚Your thoughts and opinions are always welcomed💚
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~ I think my favourite part here, is Jace bragging about being able to go on the front seat, and Clary fangirling over her video game.
~ So, just to make it clear, Clary doesn't suffer from agoraphobia, but she is close. Crowded places makes her uneasy to the point that she has problems breathing. This is the first step of agoraphobia, but she will never really reach it. Just keep in mind throughout the story that she isn't much into crowded places, even if she'll work on that as she'll grow up.
~ And know that the next chapter will have a slight jump in time, and that we will find Jace and Clary in their teenage years.
Cassandra Clare owns the name of the characters from the Mortal Instruments series. Everything else is mine.
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