Hey everyone. Sorry for not posting yesterday. I was kinda busy.
Anyway, thanks for reviewing and all the positive comments! I'll might do more Jace POV in the future. :)x
Disclaimer: I don't own TMI
Clary pov
Wow. Today was great, I guess.
I thought about today as I watered the vase of Clary Sage.
Jace smelled like honey, sunlight and lemon, which was probably his aftershave that he talked about last week.
I didn't expect myself to actually put my head on his arm. Well, when the lights went off I had felt a bit tired, so…
I've melted when he hugged me. I found the warmth of those arms and his body comforting. Extremely comforting. The world had faded away and it was only him and myself in his embrace.
And then the damned doorbell rang.
Well, it was mom and Luke, back from their restaurant. My friends had to leave, and I felt the disappointment as Jace left again.
I'll probably see him soon, tomorrow, at the shelter. Oh right. I'm grounded.
Well, tomorrow, I guess, or I could convince mom to let me go to the shelter tomorrow since I've never visited since Tuesday. I was missing the backyard and all the animals.
I fell asleep on my bed, dreaming of Coldplay and Jace and the talent show and the shelter and everything that has been going on in my life right now.
o~O~o
I opened my mouth to sing. There was no sound, only a dry puff of air escaping my lips. Jace looked at me in confusion as the music started. I opened my mouth to try again, but it was no use. I could try to scream and scream again but nothing would work.
And then Jace disappeared, the curtains closing. The chatter from the audience and the flashing lights faded away, but Paradise' tune kept on going.
It was the ending and the roses were now supposed to come down on me. But instead of roses, black flowers with black stems rained down on me. They stung and burnt on contact, making my skin itch and sting. I scratched relentlessly at my face as I staggered around, opening my mouth to scream for help, trying to find my way out of there. I saw Aline and the princesses' faces staring, laughing sadistically at me as Jace stared at me, his face devoid of emotion. I kept on trying to reach him but he was on the other side.
I opened my mouth to try and let out another scream again when-
"Clary! Clary! Wake up!"
I sat up, rubbing my eyes to find Jonathan peering down at me. I raised my eyebrow.
"You were screaming out loud. I woke you up before mom or Luke could."
I shivered at the memory of my nightmare. What did it mean? It was the talent show. Why wasn't Isabelle singing? Why was it me? Why did I get such a bad dream?
"Nightmare?" Jonathan asked, curling his arm around my shoulders.
I nodded.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
I shook my head and turned to the clock. 5:59 am.
I spent the next 5 hours listening to music, going on my laptop, Jonathan's arm still around me and sipping on a cup of honey.
o~O~o
"Mom, Clary wants to go to the shelter today. Don't worry, I'll bring her home two hours later."
Mom inclined her head towards us. "No, Clary's grounded."
But I haven't been there since Tuesday and Elodie might need some help!
Well, I didn't tell her the reason why I actually really wanted to go there was because I really wanted to see a boy from school I met 2 weeks ago that I might be falling in love with.
Mom sighed, placing her hands on her hips. "Alright, then. But no more than an hour and thirty minutes. Jonathan, go with her."
I thanked her through my iPod and went back into my room to grab a stuffed duck toy. I had no idea why, but I had a feeling that we'd have fun with it.
I smiled gratefully at my brother as we hailed a cab down to the shelter, arriving at the entrance.
There's a girl named Lily in there, probably. She was flirting with Jace and she's a bitch. Like a lot of the others. We all ignore her.
Jonathan nodded, and Elodie gave us hugs.
"Where did you kids go? I haven't seen you since last week, Jonathan! And since Tuesday, Clary!"
"Sorry, we were kind of- Uh, busy. With school and some errands to run after school." Jonathan said.
"Alright, then, that doesn't matter. You're here now! Jace hasn't arrived yet. He will soon. You up for some office work?"
I smiled, but I was wishing for backyard work. Well, office was okay too, I guess. What about Lily? Where was she? As I finished slipping on a volunteer shirt, I asked Elodie through my iPod.
"Oh, she isn't here. I don't think she's coming anymore, for some strange reason."
I cocked my head. Weird. Maybe she only stuck around for Jace and when he said he wasn't interested, she just left.
Yeah, that was the most possible option. At least Lily was gone.
We entered the shelter's office, walking over to the desk and sitting onto the chair. For office work, we basically make phone calls or write down notes about who was going to come pick up some animals or whatever, and check the site on the computer.
Jonathan flipped open the notebook where Elodie kept all her phone calls to make, while I logged on to her computer to look at the website.
I checked on the photos of Brodie and Astro and all the photos of the cats Jace and I took.
On Brodie's photo were a few comments like "Cute, I would love to adopt him" And yeah. I flipped open the notebook to check on Elodie's notes.
CATS
Brodie [Scottish fold, grey with blue eyes]- Adopted, phone adopter today for her to come and adopt. 11:30
Oreo [White with black patches]- None yet
Astro [Grey kitten with green eyes]- None yet
I smiled sadly. Brodie was going to be adopted, but Oreo wasn't going to be yet.
Isabelle [Black kitten with dark eyes]- Adopted, adopter will come on Monday.
I grinned. So Isabelle the cat was going to be adopted.
Jonathan talked on the phone.
"Okay, sure. You'll come right now to pick Brodie up, right. Absolutely. Good. Alright. See you."
It's the adopter right? I'm sad Brodie's leaving.
The door swung open and Jace walked in.
"Good. You're all making phone calls?"
I nodded, smiling, handing him Elodie's notes.
"Isabelle's adopted?!"
I nodded, shrugging.
"Weird."
"Thank goodness we were not assigned duck work today."
"Why are you afraid of them, anyway?" Asked Jonathan, turning back from reading the notebook and to Jace.
"I'd rather not talk about it. I'll tell you soon. I hope…"
"You know, there's a fear called Anatidaephobia. It's actually the fear that you are being watched by a duck."
With that, I snorted.
"I have both the fear of ducks, whatever that is, and Anatidaephobia, who knows, a duck might be."
"You know, I think it's true. There is a duck watching you."
"Wha-" He was cut off by seeing the stuffed duck I had sneakily put on the desk. It was sitting and was yellow with an orange beak, and its small dark eyes were staring directly at Jace.
He let out a little yelp, and then he decided to express his anger by grabbing the stuffed toy and ripping the poor duck's head from its body, and then pulling all the cotton out from both the duck's body and head, and then stomping on what remained of the duck.
Poor stuffed toy. That cost $2, but well, it was still a toy. Jonathan and I literally cried with laughter.
"Why do you guys have to keep torturing me like that?" Wailed Jace like a 5-year-old.
Sorry. I grinned. It's just too funny.
Jace rolled his eyes and picked up the limp piece of yellow cloth on the floor. "Hope this wasn't expensive."
I smirked, shaking my head as Jace wrinkled his nose, which made him look cute, and threw the duck into the bin.
We did more office work after that, and then went home.
o~O~o
The new school week came soon enough. I couldn't wait for Saturday.
And today I was officially ungrounded.
I got dressed in a yellow shirt with the words "VIVA LA VIDA" on it and green jeans, and black converses, smiling all the way. I was so happy that I was ungrounded, although it was only 3 days.
"Hey, Clary." Jace sauntered over, a smile on his face.
I gave him a grin as the table of annoying girls stared daggers at me. Thank goodness Aline Penhallow wasn't here today.
"Up for lunch practice? Or do we still have to practice?"
I nodded. Was Izzy done with roses deal yet? Has she like, confirmed it? How would she pull it off? She was going to make it rain onto herself and Jace on the stage.
I was on the third page of To Kill a Mockingbird, and I was pretty sure that the others weren't making any progress.
I sighed, and closed my book.
School's off tomorrow. Yay. Catching Fire & hanging out with my friends!
Thanks for reading, reviewing, faving & following!
-Nicole
