I'm going on a sort of semi-hiatus because I'm really super busy with school and I never have any time to write on the weekdays and on the weekends I do homework... And then I couldn't log onto Fanfiction for like a week because my old computer was going bonkers, but I had already written a bit, so I tried to make it up to you by having a long chapter :) It's over 2000 words, I think my others were just 1000-some.
FYI, I changed the description thing, like the summary, whatever you call it.
Happy reading, disclaimer at the bottom of the sea...
"Hey, Izzy," I said in the morning as we were getting ready. "Julian invited everyone to go eat dinner tonight at this Mediterranean restaurant or something."
"Thur bu eh goon ash thimon." Izzy tried to say with a mouthful of toothpaste.
"Um whatever you said, I'm pretty sure I would say okay."
"Sure, but I'm gonna ask Simon to come too." She repeated. "But I don't think Julian likes him very much."
I agreed. "He's going to have to suck it up. Simon is my best friend and he's going to come whether Julian likes it or not."
"Good girl." Iz said. "I sound like I'm talking to a dog." Looking slyly at me she added, "Well I technically am."
My mouth dropped open. "Are you calling me a bitch?"
"You're my bitch, girl!" Izzy screams as she runs out of our room in her pajamas. Rolling my eyes, I finish brushing my teeth and put on a robe, too lazy to change into people clothes.
When I walk towards the dining room, I hear chattering voices. As I near the table, I see the middle-aged woman from the other night. Was she the head, Ingrid, that Izzy was talking about? The one related to Jace?
"I'm Ingrid Herondale, the head of this Institute. I hear that you're Clarissa Morgenstern." Ingrid introduces herself at the breakfast table.
"Clarissa Fray." I correct coldly. Valentine was just my sperm donor, he was nothing to me and I wanted to do nothing with him.
"Yes, I hear you're taking your mother's surname."
I'm about to snap at her when Jace walks in with his tousled hair and pure perfection. "Morning beautiful."
"Thanks." Shay answers as she bats her eyelashes. Bitch, he's mine.
Jace laughs and I feel a prick of jealousy. He walks over and places an arm around my chair and I relax. Jace still loved me and I him. Right? Duh.
"Have you met my aunt yet?" Jace asks me. "Ingrid is my father's sister and Shay is my cousin." I breathe a sigh of relief. No matter how flirtacious Shay was with Jace, they could never be together. Well, cousins are nothing compared to our "sibling incest". Whatever.
"Yeah, they're... really nice." I say the first adjective that I can think of. To my surprise, Ingrid lets out a laugh. I love the way it sounds, the way it invites you in. She reminds me of those grandmothers who are just so motherly that you feel so loved and accepted.
"We got off on a bad foot. I'm sorry I called you a Morgenstern, but I wasn't really sure what else to call you." Ingrid apologizes.
"That's okay, I'm sort of moody in the morning anyways."
Isabelle snorts into her cereal. "If you had morning sickness and cravings I would think you were pregnant."
We all laugh and Julian walks in. "What'd I miss?" He asks, narrowing his eyes.
That just sets me off again and then everyone starts laughing at me and we start all over again.
"Kali's Court?" Simon asks, sounding skeptical.
"Yeah, it's the best Mediterranian restaurant I've ever been to." Aiden assures us.
"You don't live anywhere near the Mediterranian Sea." Jace points out.
"Julian takes me here everytime. I'm sure you'll love it."
"I've never had Mediterranian. Is it good? How do you even spell it?" Izzy asks absentmindedly. Julian ignores all of our conversation and walks toward the hostess.
"Reservation for 6:30."
"Last name?" She perks up once Julian talks to her and bats her eyelashes at him. Her face is round and she has a lot of makeup on. Her mascara is smeared and her foundation is cracking. Basically, our hostess is one hot mess.
Julian hesitates and opens his mouth to speak, but then Aiden interupts him. "Graymark. I think he put my name. Graymark, Aiden?"
The hostess taps a few buttons on her computer screen and then puts and arm out towards the restaurant. "Follow me, please."
Warily, Jace goes in after her, looking around for any possible threats. If something could get into the Institute, then why not a restaurant? I take his hand and I feel him relax beside me. We walk, hand in hand, up the stairs.
"My God, this place smells good." Simon remarks.
"That... was... so good." Simon groans as he rubs his stomach.
Izzy rolls her eyes. "You ate so much, I'm not even sure how you're alive." We walk out of the restaurant and onto the sidewalk
"Let's take a walk, my mom used to always make us do that after we ate a lot." Aiden suggests. We walk until we reach a small square. Going out from each side were old stone roads. Dotting the roads were small shops and bars. In the square, there was an old man playing the accordion. His deep, rumbling voice reminded me of Luke's. I missed him and Mom. I should probably check in with them to let them know that I'm not dead or something.
"Mmm... Sugar and spice and everything nice." Jace murmurs as he sniffs my head. I take his arm and put it around my shoulder and look up at him. He was so beautiful. That smile just made me fall in love with him all over again. His golden eyes, the color of warm honey, oh I just melted into them every time I looked at him.
I leaned into him and smile. "What about some shopping?"
He throws his head back and groans just as Isabelle squeals and claps her hands excitedly. "Yes, yes, yes! That is the most genius idea ever! I know this awesome shop nearby, it's like two blocks away!"
Simon gives Aiden a sidelong glance when he laughs at Jace. "Dude, you won't be laughing ten hours, fifty dressing rooms, and six hundred shopping bags later." At this, his face grows somber and it's Julian's turn to laugh.
"C'mon, Izzy! We just ate, you can't possible have the heart to make us carry your shopping bags and wait for you for seventy hours." Simon complains, getting down on his knees to beg.
"Oh, yes! I will, I will marry you, Simon!" Izzy mouths to an elderly couple, We're getting married!
The woman smiles at Simon and Izzy and takes a picture of them on her outdated camera.
Simon looks horrified and gets up. "N-no, we're not getting ma-married! No, n-n-no! We-we're just going out!"
Her eyes narrow and she comes over and starts hitting Simon with her handbag and scolding him in another language. Her husband had to drag her away, but he was also yelling at Simon. Jace doubled over, laughing so hard. Aiden slaps Simon on the back, who looks traumatized.
Izzy grabs my hand and drags me towards a small shop. We were hit by a blast of AC when we entered and I was momentarily deaf from Izzy's squeal and when I saw the inside of the shop, I understood exactly why.
It was two stories and vintage themed. There were dresses practically everywhere. Maxi, low-high, tribal print, denim, skirts, you name it. Upstairs, I could see long racks of even more clothes. Izzy gave me a sly smile and said, "We're going to have so much fun!"
"Oh, no. No, no, no." I groan. Why did I volunteer to go shopping? We were going to be stuck here for literally hours.
I walk slowly towards the changing rooms and sit obediently on the couch, waiting for Izzy to give me my first round of outfits.
"Ugh," Aiden groaned as he tried to balance the shopping bags while attempting to itch his nose. "They should make a rune for this. No man should ever have to go through that torture without some type of help, supernatural or not."
"Yeah," Julian agrees. "it should help your feet so they won't fall off after standing up for, what, two hours?"
"You guys are Shadowhunters. What happened to tough guys fighting demons?" Simon asks.
Julian gives him a pointed look. "We were in a dress store, holding frilly, pink dresses and critiqing girls outfits. And we were standing in a neon pink and purple changing room for two hours. My feet hurt, my back is sore, my arms are full of bags of clothes that aren't even mine."
"Actually," Simon interjects. "Your feet hurt because your body weight is pushing on the ground and the ground is also pushing back and then so-"
Isabelle jumps and shrieks, scaring Simon who then drops his share of shopping bags. "Why me?" He whines.
Izzy ignores him and rolls her eyes. "Alec and Magnus are coming to the Institute tonight!"
"How lucky they are, they didn't have to do... this." Jace says as he waves his arms in the air. I hit his arm playfully and he grabs it, going down onto his knees. "Clary, I've been mortally wounded, I think you'll need to nurse me back to health and spoon feed me soup."
"I'm afraid I can't. You've spilled my clothes all over the ground." I smile as I run away. He catches up to me and grabs me around the waist and spins me around. My red hair goes flying everywhere and I see the setting sun behind it, making my hair look as if it's on fire.
Jace sets me down but I hold onto his arm once I see the ground spinning in circles. "Stand behind me, Clary." he hisses. My vision is still a little blurry and I laugh, thinking that he was just toying with me. "Do it now, Clary." His voice is cold, his loving, playing tone gone.
"I-I can't. The ground is still spinning." I say quietly. He sets his hand on my waist and pushes me gently toward what I assume is his back. My vision clears and I look around.
Everyone has formed an arc with Jace and I in the middle. He unsheaths two seraph blades and names them. I peek to the side of his body and see a figure walking slowly towards us. He's dragging another man behind him and I hear Simon suck in breath next to me.
Suddenly the man appears right in front of us and I gasp. Sebastian was standing not ten feet away from us. My heart starts pounding in my chest when I see him. He was wearing khakis and a light polo shirt. The casuality of his dress contrasted with his prisoner behind him.
It was Magnus.
...disclaimer: As much as I wish, I do not own TMI or any of the characters, espcially Jace *tear*
The restaurant (Kali's Court) is real and is so delish! I've been there and if you live near Baltimore or Fell's Point, you should really go there sometime!
I've seen some authors write songs that they listen to when writing so here are mine:
Royals-Lorde
Skinny Love-Birdy
Wrecking Ball-Miley Cyrus
Jolene-Miley Cyrus (cover)
Tennis Court-Lorde
Feel again-OneRepublic
Thanks for reading, review and let me know what you think! I love you darlings so much!
xx.