Notebooks- check
Pencil bag- check
Binders- check
And last but not least
Folders...check!
Clary smiled at her checklist that she scrawled in black on the white board above her bed. She now had everything bought and packed for the first day of her junior year. Sighing in content that she was done with her errands, she glanced over at her clock. It was now 12:00 and she didn't have to meet Simon, her best friend, at Starbucks until one. Clary smiled and took her school supplies over to her closet to set it by her book bag.
It had rained on her way back from the store and she was currently soaked from head to toe. Shivering slightly at the realization that she was still wet, she took her green silk robe off its hook next to her closet and, after slipping out of her soaked clothes, pulled it on. Suddenly a soft buzzing noise came from her phone. It was probably Simon, he was absolutely eager to tell her 'the most amazing information ever' according to him. She slid across her room and hurried to answer so that she wouldn't keep him waiting.
"Hello?"
"Clary! Where are you?" Simon's voice screamed from the other line.
"Home, duh. Where else would I be? Aren't we supposed to meet up at one?" Clary asked, her eyes scrunching together in confusion. She was sure that when they talked yesterday he had said one, not twelve.
"Yes Clary. Yes we were." His exasperated voice came through the phone. "What time do you think it is right now?"
"Twelve?" She answered uncertainly, questioning if she was right or not.
A sigh came from the receiver. "No… dear, it's one."
"But my clock says twelve!" Clary cried out.
"You probably thought you were setting the alarm last night, but instead set the time." His dry reply came from her end of the line. Well that explains why her alarm didn't go off this morning. "Now hurry up, Clary! I have exciting news!"
Clary shook her head and hung up before rushing to the bathroom to do her hair and look presentable. She stripped off her green robe and replaced it with white leggings, her combat boots and a big black shirt that said 1up and had a picture of coffee on it. Clio then looked at herself in the mirror and groaned at the sight of her hair. Some of it was plastered to her face while the rest frizzed out until there was no tomorrow.
"Need some help Clary?" Her brother Jonathan questioned scaring her half to death.
"Yes please." She answered. He laughed at her predicament and plucked the hairbrush out of her hands. Jonathan was more like her parents than her actual parents considering they were always on business trips. They usually only came back every once and a while and when they did they would always tell Jonathan and Clary how irresponsible they were. Clary was okay with that though, her parents didn't really look like the kind of people most would expect to be parents. Plus they acted like mature business adults that couldn't be bothered with kids because that would ruin their life and slow them down. She hated that about them. It was a terrible thing to say but she had a small bit of her heart that hated them period. She hated that they didn't act like she was a part of their life except when she was to be scolded. She didn't even look like them for crying out loud! She only looked like Jonathan. He was the only person she really considered her family and therefore she deemed him trustworthy of all her secrets.
"—Okay Clary?" Jonathan finished his sentence not realizing she was only like half there.
"What?" She asked confused. "Sorry, I'm a little out of it today."
He laughed. "It's okay sis. I was saying I have a date with Celia tonight so I won't be home until late. Will you be okay by yourself for the evening?" he questioned looking at her with concern.
Clary smiled. "Yea of course I'll be okay. I'll invite someone over to keep me company or something." She answered as Jonathan finished off her curly red hair by tying it back with a thick black hair band. "Thanks."
"Anytime." Jonathan replied walking across the hall and back into his own room. Clary then ran to her room and grabbed her blue umbrella so that she could head out to meet Simon without getting drenched again.
Once Clary reached the tall glass doors of the Starbucks she could see Simon inside bouncing up and down in his seat waiting for her to get there. She laughed at him thinking that he really didn't need any more coffee. Then she pulled open the clear glass doors after closing her umbrella and stepped into the warm aromatic coffee shop. James still hadn't noticed her yet. He was busy typing something on his computer. Clary shook her head and then walked up to the girl at the counter.
"How may I help you?" The girl, Gigi by her name tag, asked smiling at her.
"Umm… Can I just get a plain black coffee?" Clio answered with a smile of her own.
"Of course!" She replied. "I'm new but that doesn't seem to hard." she laughed and pulled out a coffee cup.
"As long as it's drinkable then it's perfect enough for me!" Clary laughed along with the girl before going to sit with James.
"Took you long enough!" Simon chided before her butt even touched the leather seat in front of her.
Clary laughed. "I'm sorry! It was an accident!"
"Yea, Yea." He replied waving her off and then his expression changed like he had just remembered something. "So, are you ready to hear something big?" He whispered leaning closer to Clary from across the table.
"Sure." she whispered and copied his movements.
Just as Simon opened his mouth to tell her his exciting news the new girl appeared at the edge of the booth and set Clary's drink in front of her. "Here you are! Need anything else?" The oblivious waitress asked the two.
"Thanks and no, nothing else." Clary smiled in response while Simon sat opposite of her, fuming because he had gotten interrupted.
"Ugh, okay. Now are you ready to hear something big?" Simon asked, resuming their conversation once the waitress had left.
"Okay what's up?" Clary asked as she tilted her head to the side.
"Ya know that new online website called E-Palz?"
"Of course I know about it. Everyone is talking about it." Clary answered not understanding what the big deal was.
"Well I met a girl on there!" He exclaimed, and softer added. "And she's into me." Simon smiled and Clary chuckled.
Clary sighed. "Simon you know how I feel about those websites—" Simon opened his mouth to intervene but she cut him off with a flick of her wrist. "—however if she makes you happy, I'm happy. Just be careful okay?" She finished and Simon flew out of his side of the booth and into her's. As he did so he tackled her into a bear hug and almost knocked over their well spent goods that embellished the table they were at.
"Oh Clary thank goodness you're okay with it!" Simon yelled and before he could say anything else Clary was already gone inside her own mind. It had felt like déjà vu when Simon had hugged her, and it threw her brain into over drive trying to go through memories to find the perfect match.
Clary stood near the cemetery and threw a confused look towards the tall blond boy. He hadn't seen her yet but when he looked up he seemed relieved. Who was he? This couldn't be her memory, this has never happened to her before.
"Clary! Thank goodness, you're okay!" he cried and then pushed her away. "But, you need to leave now!" He started frantically shaking her.
Suddenly she was back in Starbucks with Simon shaking her. "I'm fine. I just had a little déjà vu moment I guess." Clary sat up and pushed him off of her.
"Are you sure?"
"Definitely." She replied and she wasn't kidding. Clary felt the same as she had when she walked into the shop. "Let's go do something!"
Simon looked at her still unsure, but agreed anyway. He grabbed their drinks and Clary grabbed his laptop before heading out the door. Simon then led her to his black ford fusion. Clary was always jealous of his car. She was mostly jealous because her parents wouldn't let her have one herself, but also because it was the smoothest ride ever. Clio slid the familiar seats and almost moaned at the relaxing feeling they gave her.
"Calm your hormones Clary." Simon laughed at her. "We don't need any of your sexual urges to happen with my car."
Clary huffed and looked out the window. "You're just upset because I have a better relationship with it." She mumbled and Simon just chuckled at her childishness as he pulled away from the curb.
"Where would you like to go?" Simon asked after Clary calmed down.
"Your house!" Clary yelled without hesitation. "We can make everything but the kitchen sink sundaes and watch scary movies!" Simon smiled at her answer and turned around to head towards his house. The two always had a great time when they were together, especially when they had movie days.