okay. i know i havent written in a long time and im sorry! ive been busy. i just had my quinceanero. if you dont know what that is, its a 15th birthday. its a long and stressful thing to plan but its finally over! and it was ah-maziing! welll heres chapter four. im kind of stuck on what to do next with it so if you have any ideas, please share! thanks and please review! [:
"So how was your first week at East Academy?" Isabelle asked. She was in the bathroom, washing her face with the bathroom door open. Clary was sitting on her bed looking at a magazine, dressed in shorts and a tank top. She shrugged and flipped the page of the paper book. "It was okay, I guess"
Isabelle dried her face with a pink towel and placed the towel back on the sink counter. She faced Clary and smiled. "Just okay? Oh come on, spill!"
Isabelle and Clary had become pretty close in the last week. They had pretty much spent every waking moment together whenever they could. Clary was Isabelle's first real friend that was a girl. Isabelle was the only friend Clary had right now besides all the guys she had came to know.
Clary looked up slightly blushing and grinning. "Well I don't know really. Just forget it"
Isabelle bounced on top of Clary's bed, pouting. "Oh Clary, please! I've never really had a friend that was a girl before. I was always one of the guys. I never had the friend where I could go to and tell my secrets to or paint my toe nails with."
Clary looked at Isabelle. Her black hair was bouncing as she did. She was wearing black shorts and a bright yellow shirt, the color of a yellow highlighter's ink. He was beautiful, that was probably the reason of her not having any friends that were girls.
Clary shrugged while Isabelle pleaded again. "Like tell me how do you like your classes, or what do you think about the food here. OR are there any guys your interested in. Come on, Clary."
Clary rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine," Isabelle grinned and clapped her hands together. "Okay well, the food here is better than my last school and definitely better than my mom's." Clary smiled while Isabelle laughed. "Um, classes are good. Some are hard, but others are pretty easy. I like my English class, its fun. Uh, what else? Mmm… oh yeah and that's it." Clary said, smiling. "Now time to go get some dinner, I'm starved."
She got up from her bed and went to her closet to grab a pair of flip flops to wear.
"Clary!" She spun around quickly.
"What?"
"You didn't answer the last question…" Isabelle pouted. "Please, you can totally trust me."
Clary shrugged. "I'm not really sure yet, let's just go."
Isabelle nodded and jumped off the bed. "But when you do know…?"
"You'll be the first to know" Clary said, smiling.
Isabelle pulled on her Ugg boots and they left their dorm room.
"So what's this place called again?" Clary asked. They walked out of the dorm building into the cool air and warm sun.
"Rosie's. Everyone goes there. We're meeting the guys there. It was kind of a weekly thing for us before you and your brother came along." Isabelle smiled. She got all tingly inside thinking about Sebastian. But then something came across her mind. "Wait, your brother is gonna be there right?"
Clary shrugged. "Maybe, I talked to him earlier today and he said he might go if he got his homework done." She looked up at Isabelle and gasped. "Oh my god! Isabelle! You like my brother!"
Isabelle blushed and rolled her eyes. "Well sort of."
"Oh my god," Clary said again, grinning. "I never really expect anyone to fall for my annoying older brother."
"Wait, Sebastian is older than you?"
Clary nodded. "Only by a year. He's seventeen."
Isabelle grinned. "Good; an older guy for once." Clary looked up at her and shook her head, smiling.
Sebastian walked into the unfamiliar restaurant and looked around for the guys. They had said they'd be here in a booth somewhere. Alec, Jace and Sebastian had became pretty close the last couple of days due to the fact that they were all shadowhunters. Sebastian had told them all that had happened in his Physics class as well. Ever since then, the three boys had been keeping a look out for any more of the demon warriors. Sebastian had also told them that Clary knew nothing about this world. They all had agreed to keep her away from it.
"Hey Sebastian! Over here!" Alec called. They were all the way in the back of the restaurant. He smiled and walked over to them. The girls weren't here yet which meant that they were on their way.
"Hey man" he said. He sat down next to Simon in the large booth. Poor Simon, Sebastian thought. He's the only mundie here.
"Got all your work done, I'm guessing?" Jace asked looking up from the menu.
Sebastian shrugged. "Most of it, I just have to finish my essay for English."
"You have an essay for English?" Simon asked, shocked. "What English are you in?"
Sebastian laughed. "AP English & Literature"
"Dude," Simon said. "You're a genius at math; you're in AP English and Lit. What are you? Superman?"
Jace and Alec laughed. Sebastian grinned. "No, not that I know of"
"Well I think you should look through his closet, Alec," Jace said. "Maybe you'll find the red tights somewhere"
"Wait, I thought Superman's tights were blue…" Alec said.
"No, they're red." Jace said.
"I didn't even know Superman wore tights" Simon said, surprised.
"So you thought his legs were red? Really Simon? Really?" Jace asked in disbelief.
Simon shrugged but didn't say anything.
"So do you also think that Batman had black legs right?" Jace questioned sarcastically. "Wait, don't even answer that. You might upset me even more."
Simon rolled his eyes. "Shut up"
"Well then—" Jace was cut off by what walked into the restaurant; two girls. One he had grown up with and the other he didn't even know how he felt about her. They walked this way not paying attention to their surroundings. Her red curly hair bounced as she walked. She was wearing a light green tank top that hugged her shape nicely. She was also wearing pink shorts that were pretty short; they ended just above mid-thigh.
His eyes couldn't leave her body. Jace hadn't realized she was that hot. Of course, Jace thought she was beautiful and she was. But now… "Wow" he breathed.
"Hey boys" Isabelle said as they reached the table. She smiled and sat down next to Sebastian. That left Clary to sit next to Jace.
Clary's heart started racing as soon as Isabelle sat next to Sebastian. That meant she'd have to sit next to Jace. She looked at him. He was staring at her, but not in a mean way at all.
She sat down slowly next to him. She could smell him and it relaxed her a little; he smelled good.
"Hey" he whispered.
She turned her head and smiled. "Hi"
Jace grinned at her as she slightly blushed.
On the other side of the table, Sebastian watched Jace carefully. He had a feeling in the pit of his stomach that Jace wanted Clary. He didn't know in what way; sexually or romantically or even both. All Sebastian knew is that it scared him.
The waitress walked quickly to their table. It was pretty busy in the restaurant. The waitress was tall and had long brown hair. She was maybe in her early forties. Her makeup was running a bit from the sweat on her face. Her name tag read, Betsy. She smiled.
"What can I get ya'll to drink?" she said in her southern accent.
"Diet Coke" Isabelle smiled.
"Coke" Simon said, still scanning the menu.
"Root Beer" Alec piped in.
"Cherry Coke" Sebastian said looking up from the menu.
The waitress smiled and turned to Jace and Clary.
"Um… Mountain Dew please." Clary said, smiling.
Betsy scribbled down some more on her writing pad and looked at Jace. "And for you, handsome?"
"Same" He said smiling. From the corner of his eye, he saw Clary smile.
"Alright then, I'll be back to get your meal order" Betsy turned around from them and walked to the back of the counter to gather their drinks.
"You even make older women swoon" Isabelle commented, rolling her eyes.
Jace shrugged. "I tend to have that affect on people" He grinned. "Of both genders"
Simon shook his head slowly. "Wow, aren't we being a little arrogant?"
"Yes, yes I am" Jace said. "It's not my fault I'm this good looking."
Sebastian laughed along with Alec. Clary just watched everyone.
This reminded her so much of back home. Back home in Brooklyn, she, Sebastian, and her best friend Crystal would go to Sebastian's and Clary's tree house and just have fun. Laugh together. Talk together. Tell secrets to each other. Eventually her mother would yell for them to come down as it got dark.
Thinking of her brought tears to Clary's eyes. Mom.
Everything was coming down now. She could see it all in front of her like it was spread out on the table. Nothing felt normal. Clary missed her mom a lot. She never knew her father. She missed home. She missed Crystal. She was in a new place without her mother. School was a bit harder here. All the girls here were mean. But most importantly, she felt part of her was missing, like she didn't know this part of herself at all.
She got up from the booth and walked out of the restaurant. She was confused. She didn't know who to turn to.
A single tear came down as she walked across the garden outside of the restaurant to a worn out bench opposite the building.
She sat down and pulled her legs up to her chest. She cried silently as it got darker around her.
Clary was on the swing in her backyard, her father pushing her. The little girl laughed and giggled as she went higher and higher. Her reddish pigtails bounced. Her father smiled.
"Valentine!" Clary's mother called her father inside the house. The little girl slowly realized the swing she was sitting on was slowing down. When it finally stopped, she turned around to face her father.
"Angel, I'll be right back, alright?"
Little Clary nodded her head, smiling. Her father jogged to the side door of the house and walked in. Sebastian came running out with his Frisbee he had gotten as a gift from their father.
Sebastian, just a few months older than the small six year old, smiled and yelled out to her. "Clary, wanna play?"
The little girl shook her head and said, "Daddy is coming back to me."
Sebastian nodded and played by himself with the bright orange Frisbee. Clary stared at the door waiting for her father to walk back out.
Ten minutes later, Clary still sat on the swing. Her father hadn't come back out yet. Stubborn and impatient as she was, she jumped of the swing and ran inside the house. Her parents were no where in sight. She walked through the kitchen to the hall way. She walked along the faded light blue carpet and heard voices.
"Valentine, they need you. Idris needs you." She heard her mother say.
"Yes, but you need me. The kids need me! I can't leave you guys again" Her father. He sounded heart broken. Torn between two loves. Two different worlds.
"Valentine, you need to go. Please. People will die if you don't go."
Clary walked up to the half way closed door. Her parents were opposite her. She poked her head in and listened.
"Okay," her father finally said. "I'll go"
Her mother broke down then. She started crying. Her father hugged her mother whispering to her and kissing her forehead.
Clary hated seeing her mother cry. Tears stung her eyes, threatening to come down. She sniffled what she thought was quietly. Valentine looked to the door to find his youngest, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Jocelyn" He said to her mother. She looked up at him and then at the door to Clary.
"Clary…" she said. She tore herself away from her husband to her daughter.
"Honey? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She wiped away her daughter's tear and then her own.
"Why are you crying mommy?" Clary finally said. She blinked and more tears came.
"Clary, mommy's okay." Her mother faked a smile. Clary was just a child but she wasn't stupid.
She looked past her mother to her father who looked at her with concern and love. On her parent's bed were suitcases. They seemed familiar to her.
"Mommy, is daddy leaving again?" the little girl asked, putting the pieces together. Her mother cried again, turning away from Clary. She walked to the walked the bath room. Clary walked inside to the room. There were three suitcases on the bed. All her father used whenever he went away.
"Daddy, why is mommy crying?"
Her father shook his head slowly and knelt down in front of her. "Clarissa, daddy has to leave again. But this is the last time alright? It will just be for a couple of weeks." He put his hands on her arms to get her attention. "You have to take care of mommy for me, okay?"
The little girl was shaking her head violently. "No… No daddy, don't leave." Tears ran down her red cheeks as if they were in a race. "You don't leave, please. Every time you leave you say it's the last time, but you always leave again."
"Angel, this is the last time, I promise you that."
"You're lying daddy. You always say that. But I'm not gonna let you leave, daddy your mine!" She hugged her father like it depended on her life. Like if she let go, she would stop breathing. A tear ran down her father's face. He hated leaving her. Leaving his family.
"Daddy, please. Daddy, don't go." She whispered to him.
"I'm sorry…" he said letting go of her. Clary cried harder now. Her mother came out of the bathroom, teary eyed. She walked over to the bed and picked up the suitcases and placed them on the ground.
"Valentine, the steele?"
"Inside your jewelry box, on top of the dresser" he said standing up and turning around to face Jocelyn.
"And Sebastian? What about him daddy?" Clary yelled. Her parents both looked at her and then at each other.
"You have to take him too. I don't want Clary to grow up in this world. It's too late for Sebastian. He's already in training. Take him with you, but please take care of him. I don't want him hurt." Her mother said quietly to Valentine.
He nodded and turned to his daughter. "He's coming with me"
It was like he was standing outside the door. Sebastian came into the room, a little clueless. "What's going on?"
"Son, you're leaving with me this time. Go get your duffle bag. You know which on I'm talking about." Valentine said.
Sebastian nodded and ran to his room. Her mother was busy ruffling through things in her jewelry box. "I found it" she said after a while of searching.
"Good" He said. "Sebastian, let's go!"
Clary watched. Everything was moving so quickly. Everything was so blurry.
"Jocelyn, draw the portal"
Her mother did as he was told. She took the Steele in hand and walked over to the empty wall in their bedroom. She drew across the wall and outline of a half circle. Once finished, the portal lit up and inside you could see green grass and beautiful butterflies Clary would love to have chased around.
Sebastian came into the room, duffle bag in hand. "Ready" he said, grinning.
Valentine walked over to the little six year old sitting on the ground. "Clarissa, be good for your mommy." She looked up at him, slightly pouting. "I love you Angel." He said and kissed her on the forehead lightly.
Sebastian waved goodbye to his little sister after saying goodbye to his mother. "Bye Clary!" he said.
"Bye Sebastian" she said.
Her parents said goodbye to each other and shared a long kiss. Clary walked to her mother and held on to her leg. The two males Clary had became so close to, were gone. The portal faded after her father and her brother walked through with their luggage.
"Bye" she whispered to the faded portal.
Simon shook his head slowly. "Wow, aren't we being a little arrogant?"
"Yes, yes I am" Jace said. "It's not my fault I'm this good looking."
Alec and Sebastian laughed. Isabelle smiled. "Wow Jace, seriously it helps to have a personality as well"
"Yeah, I know. But girls don't necessarily think about your personality when they just want to hook up with you." Jace said, smugly.
"What if they don't just want to hook up? Have you ever thought of that? What if, God strike me with lightning, that they actually want to be with you? Like in a relationship" Isabelle argued.
Jace raised his eye brows slightly. "I've never really thought of it that way before." He grinned suddenly. "Is that how you feel Isabelle?"
Isabelle wrinkled her nose. "You're disgusting"
Everyone laughed. Well, everyone besides Clary. Sebastian looked at her. She seemed distant, like she wasn't even there.
Oh no, Sebastian thought.
"Anyways," Alec said, cutting the conversation off. "Does everyone know what they want to eat?"
Clary got up suddenly and walked out of the restaurant. Everyone looked at each other at the table with confused and concerned looks.
"Clary?" Isabelle called after her but she was already out the door. She turned back to the table of confused boys. "I'll go"
She started getting up when Sebastian took her hand. She turned to face him.
"I have to go, Isabelle. Thanks though"
She smiled slightly and got up to let Sebastian through. "I'll be right back" he said and ran out of the restaurant.
She stared at the single blue jay pecking on the ground for some food. She pulled her knees closer to herself. Clary didn't know what to think. She hadn't expected to remember that. She didn't even know she remembered that long ago. What was this world her mother was talking about? How was it too late for her brother? She was so confused.
She heard someone clear their throat and knew right away who it was. "Why didn't you tell me?" was all she said. She turned her head to face Sebastian. His hands were in his pockets.
"What are you talking about?" he finally said.
She looked back down to the blue jay pecking around in the green grass. "What's Idris?"
After a long pause, Clary looked up at Sebastian. His eyebrows were furrowed together like he didn't totally comprehend what she said.
"Are you going to answer me?" She said, getting up from the bench facing him. "What is this world I've been sheltered from my whole life?"
Sebastian looked at her and sighed. "I can't tell you here"
"Then where?" she said impatiently. She folded her arms across her tiny chest, looking at her older brother.
"Let's go back to my dorm, come on" he said gesturing with his head to the buildings a couple of dozen feet away.
She nodded and walked with him to his dorm building to find out the truth.
"You think she's okay?" Isabelle asked. She silently sipped her diet coke as the boys looked at each other and shrugged.
Alec shrugged. "It could have been anything, but I'm sure she's alright"
Simon looked over at Isabelle. "Izzy, she's okay. You'll see her later" He moved closer to her in the booth. "In the meantime…" He grinned while Isabelle rolled her eyes.
"I'm sorry guys, but I'm gonna go. I feel bad."
"Well I'll go with you" Jace volunteered. Isabelle looked at him confused.
"Jace? Are you heating up? Someone feel his forehead. I think he just started caring for someone besides himself" Simon said.
Jace rolled his eyes. "Oh fuck you. I'm going back to my dorm though. I'm tired anyways." He pushed himself out of the booth and walked out of the restaurant without another single word.
"Did anyone else feel like he was upset or was that just me?" Simon said after the door to the restaurant shut.
Alec scoffed and pushed himself out of the booth. "I guess I'll be covering our non-existing meal." He stuffed his hand into his jean pocket and pulled out a twenty dollar bill. He threw it on the table while Isabelle got up from the seat. The two siblings walked away and out of the restaurant leaving a confused Simon behind.
"Am I missing something here?" he whispered to himself, alone in the booth.
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