Clary was nervously tapping her foot while in the waiting room of the art gallery.
"I can't do this!" Clary said to Magnus who was holding her hand tightly.
"WHERE IS THE FIRE?!" Izzy yelled while quickly skipping over to the two of them with two bags filled with two burritos from the panda cafe.
"Aww I'm honored Iz!" Magnus said in a sweet sarcastic tone. Izzy proceeded to stick her tongue out.
"Both of you, shut up!" Clary screeched.
-Clary's POV-
I don't know why but I kinda missed Jace. I was so scared that I am about to loose all of my shit. I was gripping so hard onto the seat my knuckles were a ghostly white.
Then again I wouldn't want Jace to see me looking like a mess...again.
"Damn this burrito needs more flavor. I told you iz to get Extra spicy not mild." Magnus scolded Izzy.
"I don't care about your goddamn burrito Magnus. I need them to stop critiquing my art and just let me down!" I was tapping my foot to the point where Izzy threw a book at my foot for it to stop.
I glared at her.
"What? Me? Books? I never read!" She mocked me. How dare she in this time of crisis! I feel mocked! Mocked I tell you!
"Stop doubting yourself Clary you will do great. Trust me if they don't accept you I swear I will beat their as-"
"Clary Fray?" A woman entered the room and called out.
"Which one of you-?"
"Her!" Magnus And Izzy both say quickly. The woman looked shocked.
"I honestly would've expected someone much older to paint such a lovely masterpiece but it's not my decision or lack of final decision so it is going to be a wait for a call."
"When should I expect this call?" I anxiously asked.
"Late tonight or early tomorrow. We are sorry for the wait. It is protocol for every new painting entering the gallery and especially for a event like the one in two days."
"Oh alright so where does this leave me?"
"Well only time will tell. Thank you for your patience." I simply nod as she starts to walk away. I felt as if reality just hit me like a panda whacking itself with a bamboo stick.
Not vivid enough for you?
Anyway, I had a feeling this would be the longest 24-36 hours.
-time jump-
When I got back to the castle I didn't want to talk to anyone. Mags and Iz tried to cheer me up on the way home but I was so anxious I was on the verge of tears.
I went up to my room and face planted onto the bed. Jace wasn't going to be back till later. This means I have plenty of time for self pity.
Oh god. That never ends well. I should keep myself distracted for the time being. I should do the very few things I'm good at.
Art?!
Clary are you kidding yourself? That really doesn't make sense but then again I'm talking to myself.
Makeup?
Yes, yes, that's okay. Isn't makeup a type of art?
CAN YOU SHUT UP INNER CLARY?! I pull the covers over my head and let the darkness practically devour me.
-yet another unnecessary time jump because let's be honest it's been some time-
I've been self loathing in pity and sleep. When my door is knocked on Jace comes in quietly. I puts his coat on my dresser and pokes me softly in the back. In response I kicked him in the gut. In response to that he let out a wheezed breath.
"What the hell was that for?!" Jace groaned and wheezed (at the same time) again. He sounded like you when you ran a flight of stairs and sneeze.
"Go away! I'm self loathing in pity right now!" I groan.
"Clary get your tiny ass out of bed and tell me what's wrong. Wasn't today supposed to be your day? Celebratory drinks with Magnus And Izzy?"
"Stop bombarding me with questions and are you judging my tiny ass." I mumble.
"First of all I asked you two questions and second of all Im not insulting your ass. Its a good ass honey and third of all what's got you so screwed up?"
"I have to wait for a call."
"A call?! That's why you have become a dead and emotionless person?"
"I told you that you were and are bombarding me with questions and the call is of the piece is good enough."
"I hardly call this bombarding and if they don't accept that beautiful piece of art then screw them." Jace said while proceeding to make his way to my bed. He sat down and pulled the cover off of my head.
"There is my beautiful bride to be." I swat at his hands.
"Go away." I groan.
"How do we get your mind off of that phone call?"
"I don't know a spa day?" I said sarcastically and also ironically because a spa day won't relieve my stress. Ironically it's night and we only have a few hours left of the day.
"Fine. It's done."
"No jace. It's a joke."
"I know buuuut I have a idea."
"And What is that?" I'm desperate at this point.
"You can do spa shit and makeup on my face to distract yourself." I burst out laughing at the thought. "It made you laugh. We are doing it!" Jace said Throwing his fists in the air.
I giggle and go to the bathroom to get some supplies. I took out a face scrub and and a heating face mask gel thingy. I come out with all my things and instruct him to sit up. He does. I put the mask on him and he actually looks as if he is enjoying himself. I giggle and he opens one eye.
He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me onto his lap so I'm straddling his waist. "You look so feminine." I comment.
"Do I look good as a girl?" He jokes.
"Yes absolutely stunning." I take his mask off with a warm towel then proceed to put the scrub on.
He was right if he did this for me I would be thinking about this call but I'm doing busy work now. To be honest I am still thinking about the call but much less then before.
I was doing his makeup and then my phone rings. I drop my brush and pick the phone up. Jace nervously follows me.
"I can't answer this!" I whisper yell to Jace.
"Answer it Clarissa!" He scolds. Before I could do anything he presses the answer button for me. I practically get a heart attack.
"Hello?"
"Clary Fray?"
"You are correct."
"So on behalf of your painting and the judges today we have come to the decision of..."
I DID IT! OH MY JELLY SPRINKLS! This isnt a update but a actual chapter! Thank you for all who stuck around! Long story short i like the world scowl so goodnight or good morning my lovelies. xoxo