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The wind felt like ice in my skin. Mist began to pool all over, making it very hard to see. I narrowed my eyes, and saw a figure in the distance. I looked to see that the mist had faded, and I was in a beautiful manor, wearing a deep violet dress. There were people all over, dancing. I saw a girl with black hair. Isabelle, I thought, but then when the woman turned, I saw that it was not Isabelle, but rather, a woman who looked a lot like Isabelle. I turned immediately, and kept moving. Then, in the middle of the floor, was a man dancing with a woman. The man had blonde hair that looked like white, and black eyes. He wore an expensive tux. The woman he danced with had red hair. She turned. I clamped my mouth. The face of the woman… was one I knew very well. It was the face I saw when I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
"Hello, dear sister," I turned to see the same boy from my previous dream.
I woke up gasping for air. I had the same dream again. I sighed. The numbers 2:50 glared at me on the alarm clock. Jace would be awake; he always was. I took out my phone, and texted him. I waited. No answer. I sighed again. Of course, he didn't want to talk to me.
Maia's POV (Two weeks later)
Clary looked like a dead shell. Well, she looked normal on the outside, but I knew something was bothering her. She just wasn't like herself lately. She never wanted to go out, or do anything with us. Of course, I did know all about what happened with Jace, but Clary had always been the one who was reluctant to open up, who kept her heart trapped in a box, and refused to open it.
"Hey, Simon?" I said, looking up at Simon with his new girlfriend, Isabelle.
"Yeah?" he asked. Jordan and I were double dating with Simon and Isabelle today at Taki's. Isabelle drank a smoothie of honey and strawberries, eating chocolate shortbreads with the other hand.
"Have you ever seen Clary?" I asked.
"She's staying over at my old apartment downtown," he replied.
"And, Jace is really distant lately. I mean he doesn't talk to us anymore," Isabelle said. I nodded, and after a moment's thought, I said
"Why don't we go to Pandemonium tonight? We could take Clary," Everyone seemed to be excited about the idea.
"Yeah, I could bring Alec and Magnus," Isabelle said.
"It's a deal. We'll meet each other at ten. Raphael would let us in," Simon said. We ate again, and then, Isabelle said that she'd convince Clary to go. I sighed, and got in Jordan's car.
Clary's POV (around 8pm)
I listened to the song, as the knock came on the door, resonating through the apartment. I sighed, and opened the door. Isabelle stood there, in an outfit that screamed 'Party'
"What?" I asked.
"Come with me now!" she said, and shut the door behind her, carrying a bag that looked heavy. She dragged me into the room, and demanded me to take a shower. I willingly complied, although I wasn't quite exactly sure where she was going with this. As soon as I was done, I was showered in cosmetics and dresses. In the end, I wore a pink bustier shirt that showed my lack of boobs, and a black mini-skirt, topped off by a black leather jacket, and pink boots. Isabelle smiled, proud of her work.
"We're going to Pandemonium tonight, no questions asked," she said, and before I could reply, she dragged me with her downstairs, only pausing for me to lock the door, before pushing me into Simon's car.
The neon lights glared at me as I walked with Si and Izzy up to the front. One of the guards, Raphael had a thing for Isabelle and he let us in with no hesitations. I ended up sitting at the bar alone, while the two danced at the floor, colored smoke puffing now and then, as lights played all over the club. I didn't order anything, just sat at the bar and looked at my friends dancing in pairs. I missed Jace. I thought of him constantly, and I couldn't seem to stop. I went outside to get some air. No one was out, save for a few drunks hobbling out of the door. I went to the back, where I could be alone. I leaned on the wall casually, enjoying the nighttime view.
"Hey, beautiful," a soft irritating do-me trying to be seductive voice, smelling of cigarettes, booze and Double mint gum said. I flinched.
"Leave me alone," I said, and got up to move to somewhere more public, somewhere preferably far far away. The boy grabs my hand, clearly drunk.
"Where you going, sugar?" the boy said. I tried to yank my arm back, but he was just too strong.
"Let me go!" I yelped, and tried to move, but the guy grabs me and forces me up the wall. I try my best to kick him, or do something, but he had me pinned like a butterfly on a dartboard. Then, someone pulls him off me. It's a boy, but it wasn't Jace. It was a boy I'd never seen before, but he had white blonde hair, and black eyes. I felt a pang of memory shoot through me, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen him before. The guy-my savior- beats the other one, and throws him on the side, rendering him unconscious.
"You okay, there?" he asked.
"Yeah thanks," I said, and moved out of the wall, wanting to go inside again.
"My name's Jonathan, by the way, Jonathan Morgenstern," he said. I laughed out loud. The guy looked confused.
"Something funny?" he said. I laughed again.
"No just that I used to call myself Clarissa Morgenstern all through fifth grade. I'm Clary Fray, by the way," I said, and shook his outstretched hand. He smiled.
"What were you doing out here so late?" he asked. I shrugged.
"Just having a bad night is all," I said. He laughed. His laugh sounded rich, but no the way Jace's sounded. Jace's was like sweet honey dripping off a spoon….. get a hold of yourself, I thought.
"Amen to that, sister," he said, raising his hands, making a mocking hallelujah praise. I laughed again. The boy didn't sound so bad. I walked in the club, with him, talking about basically anything. We parted ways as we entered the club, him claiming that he needed to go find his friend, who was probably drunk. I smiled, and waved at him. I went to the bar again, where I talked with a cute boy named Sebastian, who apparently was dragged to the club too by his cousin. I smiled now, as I turned nonchalantly to see my friends. I got up, and was about to go to Maia, when I stopped dead. There was Jace, with his godlike looks, making out at the corner of the club, with a black haired girl. He stopped and looked up, and our eyes locked and held, his butterscotch orbs filled with horror, as the song in the background reached to an accelerating crescendo.
Dum-dum-dum. Cliffy! Sorry for updating a little late, I had a babysitting job to do. So, now it's time to comment! See you next update which could be oh tomorrow or Tuesday or next week Friday or Saturday. And also, I've finished reading This Lullaby by Sarah Dessen. It was amazing!