Hi! I hope you guys like the story so far!
As we stepped through the front door of my house, Isabelle said "Whoa! This is a SWEET home! All of the other houses in this neighbourhood aren't NEARLY this HUGE!" I walked over to a counter, while Izzy followed. "Thanks." I blushed "Hey, do you want to watch a movie?" I suggested "How about the Fault in our Stars? I LOVE that movie." "Uh, sure. I'll bet its good. I did read the book, and I did like it. So yeah." Isabelle replied. I grabbed two boxes of tissues. "You'll need this." I handed her one of them. "And we'll need popcorn." I shoved a bag of popcorn in the microwave. Then, I added extra butter to the popcorn and handed the bag to Isabelle. We walked down the stairs and to the right, through the velvet curtains, and into the theatre room. I gestured for Izzy to take a seat in the rows of deep purple seats. "This house is so cool. How do you NOT stay home all day and ditch school?" she asked in an awed tone. I grinned. "Glad you like it here, 'cause I have a feeling that you and I will be hanging out here very often."
"OMG! That was so sad!" I said after I threw the empty tissue box away. Isabelle used her shirt sleeve to dab at her eyes. "That was more sad than I remembered. We finished FOUR boxes of tissues!" "Yeah. I know. So sad. Soooooo sad. We literally ate $40 worth of icecream!" I gathered all of the trash and shoved it in the waste can.
"Izzy, are you okay with spaghetti for dinner?" I asked as soon as we skipped up the spiral staircase. "Yeah. I'd LOVE it." she replied. I started mixing the ingredients together. "You can, like, sit and watch t.v, or listen to music on my iPod, or try a cool technique with makeup, or whatever. Sorry I'm busy. My parents are at a "party" that they normally go to with their friends, though they usually call the parties "Clave Meetings". So I'm stuck cooking alone." I said. "I can help. Do you want help?" I shook my head. "Nah. I'm done. Actually, grab the plates. They are in that cupboard." I pointed at the mahogany cupboard to my left. Then, when Isabelle grabbed two plates, I put dinner on each of them. "Ta-da! Dinner is served!" I said, as a set the plates on the table. "Do you want a drink? Juice, or soda?" I asked. "Soda, please," she said. "Diet or regular?" I asked. "Uh, regular. I don't NEED diet." Isabelle answered. Then, she dramatically tossed her hair back. We both started hysterically laughing.
"It's about seven and my mom's back from the Clave Meeting, so I guess we can finally go to the mall." I said, relieved.
As we got to the mall, Isabelle dashed to the designer dress store. "Oh. Em. GEE! I HAVE to get one of these!" She said "The school talent show auditions are coming up soon and so is the talent show. The winner gets, like, five hundred dollars. And, for those singers, they get to record a music video where it gets posted online, you tube, t.v, etc. the winner pretty much gets famous!" I started to get excited. This could be my chance to not only dodge my way out of dorkiness, but to also get famous and rub it in those popular people like Aline who always rub their glory and popularity in others' faces. "When are the auditions?" I asked. "Tuesday." She replied. Oh no. Can I learn a song in just a few days? "Isabelle. Can you help me with the talent show? Or...well, you are entering too, so I guess not." I said, disappointed. "Clary, the whole point of BFFs is to help each other like that!" Izzy shook her head. "I'm kinda new with the whole friends thing." I said. Then, I explained to her exactly what I had said to Jace. "Aww, I had no idea. I feel bad for you. Well, the you before. I'm glad that you now feel "at home", if you get what I mean." I checked my watch. 8:00. "Um, Iz, we've been talking here for nearly an hour. Let's look around the store. We browsed around, and Isabelle found a beautiful silver tube dress. "Perfect!" She smiled. We walked into a corner and found a gold cami-strap hi-low dress that Isabelle insisted that I try on. I did, and it kinda liked it. Finally, we both found a second dress for the actual show. Hers was a pale blue eyelet dress. Mine was a strapless gold dress with a long, lacey trail. "Hey, what if we dont even get past the auditions?" I asked. "Hey, only really bad people don't get in. Plus, in THAT dress how could you NOT get in?! I'll bet that your dress is gonna catch you more attention than Aline in the school prom! Which, is, like, only six months away!" I rolled my eyes. "Wow, really. Do people really start planning these things at THIS point of time? Like, seriously?" I asked. She nodded. "We better get going. Before my mom thinks we've been kidnapped. We actually have been out here for four hours now. It's eleven. Thank goodness this store is a twenty four hour shop. Otherwise, we'd be kicked out already." I said. We grabbed our shopping bags and walked to my Porsche. "Wow. Sweet house AND car." Isabelle muttered in a mix of awe and disbelief.
"Ok. So, what do you want to sing?" Isabelle said. I thought for a second. "Uh, what type of song? 'Cause I'm stuck between Safe and Safe and sound, by Taylor Swift and Blank Space, by Taylor Swift."
(btw, if you didn't see my profile, then u might not know that there is a song called Safe and Sound, by Taylor Swift. I know that there is one also by Capitol Cities, but I swear, there is one by Taylor, too. It is totally a sad song. If you already knew all of this, sorry 4 the interruption. You may proceed! If you have a question, just private message me. ~ShadowhunterLuv.)
"Uh, you should TOTALLY pick Safe and Sound." She replied. I gave her a smile, and said "What song are you doing?" she gleamed at me excitedly and replied "Boom Clap. By Charli XCX. Let's practice now. Okay, I'll go first. I've been practicing for a month now. Ok."
When she finished, I just stood there staring at her. "Wow..." I said "you are going to WIN this thing!" She blushed. "Nah. I'd bet you ten bucks that you're better." she bet. "Well, then I feel bad taking your money like this. It's hardly a bet. You are so much better." I replied. We shook hands. Then burst into a laughing fit. "Let's hear you sing!" She finally realized. "Start from the chorus." She advised. "Okay. Here goes nothing!" I started.
"I win the bet! Ha! You were so much better." Isabelle said. "Nuh uh. No fair. You are not the judge. I'll get someone else to judge tomorrow. It will be Monday, so yeah." I replied. We kept practicing, and pretty soon, I even memorized my song. "We are sooooo gonna win this from Aline. She's going down." I grinned.
That night, I played Safe and Sound on my iPod for hours as Isabelle did the same on hers, though she played Boom Clap, of course. We didn't even realize until my mom came into my room and said "You girls are still up? It's three a.m. now. And you have school. Go to bed." after that, I lead Isabelle to the guest room. then, I slowly walked back to my room, across the hall. I jumped onto the canopy bed, and pulled the covers up. All my thoughts about the talent show repeated in my head as I drifted into a deep sleep.
I immediately knew it was a dream. I was running across a soccer field and came to a stop when I confronted Jace. "Hey," dream Jace said. I lightly waved. "Hey!" I said. I saw him grin in that same playful way, in that really, REALLY cute way...
I woke from the dream jumping up and almost hitting my head on the canopy top. Do I really like Jace? Do I? If so...well, I need to talk to Isabelle.