"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." ~ Edgar Allen Poe
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When Clary and Jon left Taki's, he offered to drive her to Luke's. "So," he asked awkwardly. "Mom found a small apartment. It's not much, and it's smaller than your house, but it will do for now. We're moving in Sunday. You're coming right?"
Clary sighed. "Yup. So...is it close to my school or...?"
Jon filled her in on all the details. Before she knew it, they arrived at Luke's. Jon stepped out of the car, and opened the door for Clary.
He crossed his arms over his chest. "I'll see you Sunday?"
She nodded, but before she could think, she wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him lightly. He was surprised, and then he pulled her closer to his chest. She felt comforted in his embrace, but stepped out of it.
"I had fun tonight Jon." she whispered. "I know that you just came back into my life, and it's just hard for me, you know? It's going to take time for me to open up completely, but I know that you're a good person. For once, I'm actually...kinda happy."
Jonathan looked at her, and a large grin appeared on his face. "I'm kinda happy too Clary."
Saturday came by quickly, and Clary biked to the address Jace gave her. When she got there, she almost fell off of her bike.
The Lightwood's lived in a damn mansion. It was huge, and there were flowers of all colors in front. Clary's hand itched for her sketchbook, which she left at Luke's house. She ignored her desire to draw the place and went to the front door and knocked.
Clary heard footsteps, and the door opened, showing Max. He squealed, and hugged her tightly.
"Clary!" yelled Max. "Where were you! I missed you so much!"
She looked down at the youngest Lightwood and smiled genuinely. "I'm sorry Max. I was sick, but I promise I'll be there."
He looked skeptical. "Pinky promise?" She grinned, and they locked pinkies, and Clary ruffled his hair. When she looked up, she was suddenly aware of Jace, Isabelle, Alec and their parents staring at her.
Jace cleared his throat. "Mom, dad, this is Clary. She's my partner for an English project. Clary, this is my mom, Maryse and Dad, Robert."
Clary smiled at them. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Lightwood." To her surprise, his parents shared a skeptical look, and then looked at her, their eyes holding annoyance.
Maryse huffed. "Look Jace, we already know about the girls you bring home. You don't have to lie. Just be honest." Clary looked at her in horror, and looked at her feet. Her face burned in embarrassment, and she wanted to say something, but the words were caught in her throat.
Jace growled. "Mom, what the hell? She's here for our Hamlet project for Starkweather's class. Damnit, Alec, Izzy, tell them!"
Robert interrupted. "Maryse, let's go to the kitchen. We can talk there." Maryse glared at Clary, and then grabbed Max and retreated to the kitchen. Robert, Isabelle, and Alec followed shortly after.
Jace sighed. "Clary, I'm really sorry. Look, you don't des-"
Clary rubbed her tired eyes. "It's ok. Let's just finish this project so I can leave." She smiled at him sadly, and he gestured for her to follow him.
Jace's room was unexpected. It was neat, and everything had it's own place. Clary was confused. "How is your room so..neat?"
He shrugged. "I'm OCD. I hate messy things. So, what's your idea for the project?"
"Well, I think we should start off by deciding whether Hamlet is insane or not. I don't think he is, but that's just my opinion. What about you?"
Jace took a minute to think about this. "I agree. He isn't."
Clary felt slightly uncomfortable being in his room, but that didn't bother her too much. They worked on the project slowly, and made small talk. As the time went by, she felt herself loosening up a little. She found herself cracking jokes here and there, and Jace would laugh along with her.
When they were about two or so hours into the project, Clary demanded they take a break.
"Oh!" she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Let's play some music!" Jace rolled his eyes, but laughed at her eagerness.
"Well, there are speakers and stuff downstairs. Folow me." Jace then grabbed her hand. and pulled her downstairs. Clary tried her best to ignore the sparks she felt when he held her hand, and willed herself to not blush.
When they were downstairs, Clary plugged her iPod in and scrolled through her songs, and selected Shake it Off, by Taylor swift.
I stay out too late, got nothing in my brain
That's what people say, that's what people say
I go on too many dates, but I can't make them stay
At least that's what people say, that's what people say
"C'mon Jace!" yelled Clary. "Dance with me!" Jace scoffed, and was about to sit down when Clary yanked his hands, and held them in hers firmly.
But I keep cruising
Can't stop, won't stop moving
It's like I got this music in my mind
Saying it's gonna be alright
Clary started singing to the song, and Jace joined in.
Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play
And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off
Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break
And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off
They both knew they looked stupid, but they were carefree and happy, and that was all that mattered in the moment. When the song ended they laughed, and turned around to find Maryse, Isabelle, Alec and Robert gaping at them.
Maryse looked at Clary. "I'm sorry for snapping at you like that dear. You're nothing like what I thought you were. If you two are done, we need to discuss some things with the family ASAP."
Clary smiled at her in understanding, and then nodded. "Well, I think that's my cue to leave. Don't forget to bring the poster to school Jace."
Jace looked at her and smiled. "I won't forget."
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