I woke up with a slight head ache and my glasses under my face. I scrambled to look at them but luckily they weren't broken. I can't tell you how many times I have cracked or smashed them in my sleep.

"Simon! Wake up!" I groaned. After getting in late last night all I wanted to do was sleep. My mom didn't care that I was late home and just told that Eric had called to say he had something to tell you but since I was out he'll tell me at band practice today. I grunted and went to bed. I rolled out of bed and went to the kitchen where I could hear my mom.

"Have a good night sweetie?" She placed a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me. Good old mom.

"It was ok. Clary was acting weird though." I spoke whilst I ate.

"In what way?" Mom sat watching my face for any telling emotions but I kept on eating. This is where it got tricky. My mom liked to know my business a bit too much sometimes, but to tell you the truth even I couldn't explain last night.

"Well it's hard to explain but I'm sure she'll be fine now." I pushed my plate away and got up to go get dressed.

"Don't worry too much Simon, just be careful with her. I know how you feel about her and I've always said that girl would break your heart." I rolled my eyes and walked away. In truth I didn't hide my feelings well- trust me the band regularly ripped me about it. I wanted her to know but I just don't know when I can tell her my true feelings.

Band practice was nothing productive again although we had decided on a couple of names, all thank to the brilliant idiocy of Eric. I kept out of the discussions mostly and just played on the drums whilst they argued it out, at least it would get me a bit of practice. They were packing up the un- played instruments when I pulled out my phone.

"Ooh calling lover girl again?" shouted Matt. I turned red and through my drum stick at his head. Naturally it missed which made him laugh harder.

"Shut up!" I hissed at him.

"Aw look at little Simon getting protective over his little-wittle girlfriend." Kirk pulled kissy faces at me and laughed whilst Matt fist punched him. I turned my back on them a called Clary. I hadn't forgotten last night, actually it kept running through my mind how Clary looked so sheepish in the 'empty' room and how she actually believed that there was someone in there. And how stupid I was for actually believing her! The phone picked up after a couple of rings.

"Is this Clarissa Fray?" I put on a mock deep voice.

"Yes?" She drawled it out and I could hear the nervous tremors in her voice, I tried not to laugh.

"Hi, I'm one of the knife-carrying hooligans you met last night in Pandemonium? I'm afraid I made a bad impression and was hoping you'd give me a chance to make it up to-"

"SIMON!"I cracked up laughing loudly at the note of anger in her tone but I could also tell she was trying not to laugh. Kirk and Eric looked over so I childishly stuck my tongue out at them. It made them snigger. At least I had someone like Clary who could potentially go out with me, only one of them had a girlfriend. "That is so not funny!" she said breathlessly which was hot as hell!

"Sure it is. You just don't see the humour."

"Jerk." I smiled into the phone. She sighed and turned serious. "You wouldn't be laughing if you'd been here when I got home last night."

"Why not?"

"My mom. She wasn't happy that we were late. She freaked out it was messy." I grimaced and started to protest down the phone.

"What? It's not your fault there was traffic!" I knew how she felt though. I was the youngest of three so I knew how it was to be over protected or get the blame put on me. Parents are a nightmare.

"Yeah, well, she doesn't see it that way. I disappointed her, I let her down, I made her worry, blah blah blah. I am the bane of her existence. I could tell she was being sarcastic by the tone of her voice.

"So, are you grounded?" I had to shout because the guys had taken an interest to our conversation now and were copying what I was saying in a sickly sweet voice. In other words they were asking for a beating. Clary sighed.

"I don't know yet. My mom went out this morning with Luke, and they're not back yet. Where are you anyway? Eric's?"

"Yeah we just finished practice." The guys had taken to banging the instruments together now trying to distract me. They are going to die.

"Listen Eric is doing a poetry reading over at Java Jones tonight," Yeah that was the ground breaking news Eric had wanted to tell me. He had 'scored at spot' at the coffee shop when really anybody can play there and believe me I mean anyone when I say it, they let Eric in for one thing. "The whole band's going to show their support. Want to come?" I really wanted her to say yes. It would make the night suck less and listening to his poetry bearable.

"Yeah all right." I nearly jumped in excitement. Then I crashed back down. "Wait no." I couldn't hear her voice at first because Kirk was banging on the drums as the other two sung about me and Clary sitting in a tree.

"Shut up guys will you?" I shouted at them which made them go louder. I pressed the phone into my ear. "Was that a yes or no?"

"I don't know," I could telling she was upset by how her voice had gone quiet which didn't help me, "my mom's still mad at me about last night. I'm not sure I want to piss her off by asking for any favours. If I'm going to get into trouble, I don't want it to be on account of Eric's lousy poetry."

"Come on, it's not that bad." Even I didn't sound convincing to my own ears. "Besides, it's not a favour- it's a poetry slam around the block from your house. It's not like I'm inviting you to an orgy in Hoboken. Your mom can come along if she wants." I like Clary's mom but I really hoped she wouldn't invited her along. Eric yelled from across the room as he clashed the symbol again, "ORGY IN HOBOKEN!" I rolled my eyes at him and turn to fully face the wall in an attempt to get a hint of pricy- not likely.

"I don't know. If all of you show up here, I think she'll freak." I could hear her waning, just finding and excuse not to come.

"Then I'll come alone. I'll pick you up and we can walk over there together, meet the rest of them there. Your mom won't mind, she loves me." I couldn't help being smug, Jocelyn had always has a soft spot for me and I sometimes like to use to my advantage such as in cases like this. Clary laughed down the phone.

"Sign of her questionable taste if you ask me." I smiled and took this as a yes – that she would come.

"Nobody did." I hung up the phone as quick as I could before she could say anything else.

Thank you for the reviews and favourite story ads and what not aha I really appreciate it! Sorry it's been so long, I lost my book then I read through it again to remind myself of the storyline, I hope all of you like the way I'm writing the story. Don't forget to review!