Clarissa was already prepared to portal to the New York City. She knows that she won't have to earn money for an appartment her father arranged for her, because he will be sending her money every week. Lots of it. Enough to buy her a new house every month. She walks downstairs to the library and hears her father and Jonathan talking. She is far, far away from them, but her hearing is just as good as Jonathan's.

"She will be a perfect distraction for everybody. They won't even know what's coming until it hit them." Valentine lets out one of his evil laughs.

"Yes, she will be a great use to us. Well, she would be a bigger one if she could kill a person. She is as harmless as a butterfly. I hate butterflies." Jonathan replies, but Clarissa is confused. Who is the person they are talking about? Is it her?

"After we kill every single member of The Clave or if they surrender, we will take over the Shadowhunter world and we won't need to rely on her that much. She may as well join her mother."

Clarissa couldn't listen to them anymore, so she walked closer to the door, making sure her steps are loud enough for Jonathan to hear. They both fall silent and as she knocks on the door, Valentine tells her to come in.

"Everything's ready. Can I go now?" Clarissa asks all happily.

"In a hurry, Clary?" Jonathan says.

"Of course! I finally get to do something other than to sit around the house, being bored with nothing to do."

She lands on her feet, with her suitcase next to her. Jonathan follows her through the portal and shows her around. He explains this will be her appartment. It's got a huge kitchen, 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, a training room, a living room, a library, a balcony and a huge undecorated room, that was prepared for her to decorate it herself. Clary could see herself making this an art room. She could paint Idris's sky and landscape on the walls. She was already super excited and couldn't wait for Jonathan to leave. He eventually did, leaving her all the unpacking. There were lots of boxes containing weapons, jewelry, books, a laptop, which she does know how to use, although there aren't any electrical devices in Idris. She spent six months in Los Angeles, when her father had some errands and a girl named Atrea, the one who served them food yesterday looked after Clary and taught her a lot about a mundane world.

All her clother are in the suitcase, which she decides to unpack last. She starts with the training room. All the furniture is there, but it's in the middle of the room, so she can move it how she likes it. There's a huge window right in from of her. She opens it and the soft, kind-of warm air enters the room. After that, she places the wooden cabinet next to the wall and hangs all the swords above it, on the wall. She goes to the living room, where all the boxes are and searches for the ones with weapons. Clarissa takes those to the training room and unpacks all the weapons and puts them to their places. She throws the boxes that are left in the garbage and hangs the punching bag that's quite heavy, but not too heavy for her, on the hanger in the corner of the room that's exactly for the bag. So, the last thing she needs to do is cover all the floor with the gym mats, so that when she's training, she won't get hurt badly.

After Clarissa's done with the trining room, she moves on to the kitchen. The furniture is already in place, so she only has to bring boxes from the living room to the kitchen. She organizes spoons, forks and knives into a drawer, glasses, plates and everything else into their own place and again, she throws the boxes into the garbage. After that, she moves to library, in which all her books find a special place on the shelves. There's a couch in the library and also a desk, so she can write stuff. She puts her laptop on the desk and plugs it in. She turns it on and goes on the page called youtube. She was there only a few times, but she had learned that you can listen to music on it. So, she typed Warrior by Beth Crowley and listened to it on repeat.

It's her favorite song, because she thinks that it can be related to the Shadowhunter world. Hush, Hush books by Becca Fitzpatrick find a great place on the beautiful shelves made of black oak. Clarissa puts there all of her favorite books, or her favorite authors. She is a bookworm. On the other side of the room, there are some other shelves, on which she places books she either hasn't read yet, or hasn't liked all that much. And next to that shelf, is a huge drawer in which she stuffs some pens and papers and she hides her diary in the back of it. Her sketchpad is set on the table and her sharp pencils are in a cup.

Clarissa likes to be organized, but she isn't like obssessed with organisation. She just likes everything in its place. She later takes a break and walks into the kitchen, opening the fridge, noticing that she doesn't have any food in it. She changes into something decent and less Shadowhunter-ish. She takes the money her father gave her and heads to the grocery store. She walks out of her huge apartment and walks on the street, noticing a large crowd of people. There are so many people living in New York, she thought to herself. Her eyes wandered around for a bit, until she saw the grocery store. She thought about what she wanted to buy, having more than enough money. Suddenly, she bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry." They said at the same time. She noticed by the way he was carrying himself that the she bumped into was a vampire.

"Hi." He replied and stared, stunned a little.

"Hi." she replied back. Her hands weren't covered, but the runes only Shadowhunters could see. And downworlders. Compared to her father and brother, Clarissa had nothing against downworlders, because she never met one. She said that she would believe only when she sees that they are as cruel as they both claim, by her own eyes. They stare a little at each other when the boy extends his hand for her to shake.

"I'm Simon. A vampire. And a vegetarian." He explains, but she has a feeling that he knows that she already figured that out.

"Clarissa, a Shadowhunter." They shake hands when she asks him, "How are you still alive?"

"Excuse me?" He asks. At that moment, she knew that she shouldn't have asked, but there's no turning back.

"I asked, how are you still alive, considering it's still a day."

He smiled softly, seeing quite friendly. Usually, Clarissa wouldn't talk to a vampire, but she felt drawn to him. She felt that he won't hurt her and that she could by an unknown reason trust him. But maybe all the vampires are like that.

"You don't know who I am, do you?" He asks her and Clarissa shakes her head. Should she know?

"I'm a daylighter. It means I can walk during the day." Clarissa nods and continues:

"I should get going. I am pretty busy and I have some stuff to buy, but nice to meet you, Simon."

"You too, Clarissa. Hopefully see you soon." She nods and waves goodbye.

I had so much fun writing this chapter and I will post another chapter today, so stay tuned, because it will be uploaded in an hour or two, but I need to write it first. Okay, I'm super inspired today. I just got an idea for this story and let me tell you, it's going to be awesome. Please follow, favorite and review. LOVE YOU GUYS AND I HOPE YOU LIKE THE NEXT CHAPTER :D