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chapter 8:
IPOV
" what?"
" You heard me, marry me Iz"
" Simon, we're too young for this don't you think?"
This boy didn't make any sense at all. Really?, what guy at the age of eighteen, asks a girl to marry him. Then again, the thing about Simon was that he was simply not normal. He was goofy, and geeky. But he was sexy and kind and generous, the complete opposite of me.
"baby, I think we're going too fast"
I didn't want to break his heart. Cause the worst thing in the world was to look at his sad eyes. But we have to be realistic here. I'm Isabelle Lighwood, me?, married at age eighteen?
Then again, what would it be like to wake up next him everyday? Seeing him shower everyday, being with him everyday.
"Iz, we've been together two year now, I've never been so sure in my life. Before I met you, the Only important thing in my life were book, school. But not anymore, sure I want to get an education, have a career, but we're seniors. You are Isabelle Lightwood, guys at college are gonna throw themselves at you. I don't wanna loose you Iz, please."
" Simon, what if after a month you decide you can't stand me?, I'm a very difficult person, and you know it. What if you don't like the way I look when I wake up?, or worst!, you know I can't cook for shit, you're gonna starve to death and..."
He came close to me. His fingers caressing my cheeks. His lips so closed to mine.
" Baby, first of all, I already can't stand you, but I love you, second of all, you could never look ugly, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, and third, hell...I'll cook. But please baby, marry me, be with me the feast of my stupid and pathetic nerdy life"
" what about my parents?"
" Babe, we're eighteen. We are adults now, we can make our own decisions."
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JPOV
November was definitely cold. Specially in New York. My leather Jacket was at least trying to keep me warm. I decided to skip school today, I was just simply not in the mood, besides, It was very hard to ignore Clary.
Its been two days since that guy approach me and told me he had interest In me. He got me curious I must admit. It was probably what?, ten thirty am?.
When I got to the corner were "Luke's" gym was I hesitated a second. What if it was all a lie, or a prank, or something like that?. Then again, what did I have to loose really?. When I walked in. A bell that was attach to the door made a sound. Everybody Seemed so concentrated, doing their own thing. It smelled like sweat. Luke saw me immediately and almost ran towards me.
" Hey kid!, so you decided to come after all?"
" Yeah well, I thought I checked out the place, you know."
" Come with me, let's talk"
I followed him to what seemed like an office. A small room, dirty and unorganized. Papers and boxes everywhere. A wooden desk, and too chairs only available.
" Ok kid, let's get down to busyness, sit"
when I took a sit, he looked straight into my eyes. he actually intimidated me.
" What do you think about becoming a professional boxer?"
" Me?,a boxer?"
" Come on, I saw your passion when you were hitting those guys at the bar. You enjoyed it. It's in your blood, I can see it. And I know as hell that you can feel it in you. I'will personally train you. I will make you the most successful boxer history has ever seen,I will make you rich kid!, help me and I'll help you. So?, what do you say?"
Everything, Sounded so tempting, it actually sounded like a good opportunity to become something, someone.
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CPOV
stupid school, stupid locker, stupid book. Stupid Jace!. Struggling to get her calculus book inside her locker, Clary seemed pretty damn upset. He was completely ignoring her. But isn't that what she wanted in the first place?, maybe she was just mad at herself for causing this awkwardness between them?, but can you blame her?.
" Clary,I need to talk To you"
" hey Iz, what's up?"
" Not now, let's meet after school, your apartment."
" I can't today Iz, today is Chris echocardiogram, I'm sorry. But what about tomorrow?, come stay with us. We will watch stupid chick flicks and eat popcorn, my treat".
" fine!, I'll wait till tomorrow then. Hey!, where's Jce?"
" I have no Clue, we had a fight Saturday night, so i guessed he's still pissed."
" You know how boys are"
" yeah I know, come on, let's go to P.E."
" Thank god we only got like 4 months worth of school, I can't wait to burn my P.E uniform, it's just so ugly"
" I know Iz,...I know"
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" you got yourself a deal sir" and I shook his hand.
" Allright, let's start today then. Always make sure you bring comftrouble clothes kid, jeans and leather are not exactly comftrouble. For now, just take off the jacket and the shirt. Here, you can have this, why don't you go and start with a bag?, start throwing some punches, I'll be right there in a minute"
I took the gloves he gave me and walked to the gym, I found a bag that nobody was using, and I started to punch it. Yeah, it really felt good. This was relaxing, so relaxing I even forgot about Clary. Everything that was happening lately was probably my fault anyways. But it was just so frustrating.
My phone vibrated inside my jeans. I took one of the gloves off, and answered it.
" Hey, we're are you?"
" What are you my mother?"
" I just don't want you to get in trouble ok"
" yeah we'll, I'm ok, you don't have to worry about me"
" today is Chris's echo. Are you coming with us?"
" What time?"
" Three thirty. "
" ok, I'll meet you there"
" fine, don't forget"
" I won't"
And I shut it off. Concentrating on the bag in front of me. God I needed that woman beside me. She made me loose control over my self. I really needed her. I need to have sex, its that so hard to understand?, is it hard to understand that I love her with all my stupid heart. And what's up with this stupid bag, it looks like it's gonna fall. I have probably punch it too hard. But how can you blame me?. I was just frustrated. Everything that happens to me don't happened to other people,thats for sure, life really sucks, and to think I once had everything, now I have nothing. Nothing!, stupid life, Stupid Bag!
And just like that, the bag fell to the floor. Everyone now looking at me for a few seconds, before they returned their eyes to whatever they were doing.
