okay. heres chapter six. its not the one i originally wrote because i never found my usb. so i had to rewrite a whole other one which is less detailed than the one before. im sorry. i tried my best remembering everything i wrote in the other one. so enjoy and reveiw!
Previously.....
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.
***
"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.
***
"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.
Jace closed his eyes shut. He saw nothing but darkness. He attempted falling asleep a million times but it seemed his mind didn't feel like agreeing. He sighed and opened his eyes. He could see the sunlight escaping through his dark curtains; it reflected off his light ceiling. He couldn't get it out of his head. The way she just ran out of the restaurant. The way he felt that maybe he had done something wrong.
He grabbed the dark blue pillow behind him and dropped it lightly on his face. He groaned. It was so early in the day and attempting to make himself go to sleep was impossible.
He picked up the pillow off his face, sat up on his bed, and searched for the time. His clock beside his bed read 6:12PM. How was he supposed to kill five hours? He stood up, stretching his arms. Simon wouldn't be back for a while. He claimed he would be at the library, studying. He had invited Jace but he decided not to go. He hadn't been in the mood.
Shuffling his feet across the room to the miniature refrigerator, he bent down, opening it. His brows furrowed together, confused. Why isn't there food here? He thought. He closed it lightly trying to remember the last time he had eaten something here. Maybe in the beginning of the year? He didn't remember. He had always gone to the vending machine down the hall. Vending Machine. Jace smiled to himself and walked out of his room, down the hall to the most heavenly thing ever thought of by man.
Isabelle skipped down the hall to her room. Her iPod earphones were blasting in her ears. Her mother had told her over and over again not to do that. That one day she was going to go deaf. Isabelle had just always shrugged and walked away.
She fumbled around in her purse for her dorm key. She could never find it in there. Sometimes she had thought of getting a smaller purse but then always talked herself out of it.
It had been hours since she had seen Clary. Of course, she had wondered where she was. After leaving the restaurant she had came straight to her dorm but Clary wasn't here. She tried the library, the coffee cart near the cafeteria, even the gym which she had despised going into ever since she had started here. Still everywhere she looked, she couldn't find the short, curly red head. She didn't want to push her either if she were to come back to the dorm. If Clary wanted to talk about it, Isabelle would listen. Simple.
She felt a sudden tap on her shoulder from behind her. She turned around, startled. But in less than a second, her startled expression changed to a goofy, flirty, smiley expression. She watched as his luscious lips moved. Once she realized he was talking to her, she pulled out her ear buds.
"I'm sorry. What?" She laughed a little.
He smiled at her. "I said "Have you seen Clary?""
She looked into his dark eyes. They were full of concern for his sister. She loved that.
"Um, no I haven't. Not since earlier. I tried looking for her after we left the restaurant. I couldn't find her though." She said, shrugging. "Sorry"
He nodded slowly. "It's alright. Knowing her, she's probably out somewhere drawing." He flashed his gorgeous smile at her again. "I better go"
She smiled at him, nodding slowly. Every atom in her body wanted him to stay. But she knew that he wouldn't, even if she asked.
He turned to walk away as did Isabelle back to her door. She fumbled some more to find that damn key.
"Hey"
She turned around. He was still there, smiling.
"Are you planning on doing anything right now?" His hand ran through his dark hair. He was smiling nervously.
She smiled. Did he just ask her out?
"No, not really" she said, turning her body fully to face him.
"Um, do you wanna hang out then?" He asked, looking down at the ground and then back up to see her expression. She smiled at his nervousness and nodded. "I'd like that."
That line. Such an old line. But that line would make any guy grin from ear to ear.
He swallowed the last of his Oreo bits and threw out the rapper in a near by trash can. He must confess it tasted better than anything else in the world.
He didn't feel like going back to his dorm. He knew if he did, he would be there for the rest of the day, doing absolutely nothing. He figured Alec was probably at his dorm, doing nothing anyways. Jace felt like beating Alec's ass at Madden '09.
He didn't bother calling. If Sebastian was there, they could all play then. He didn't care. Sebastian seemed like a cool guy. He was a shadowhunter as well. They had to stick together. Tell each other everything. And that's what Sebastian did once he found out Jace and Alec were ones too.
He had told the two teenage boys the whole story. How he had been so rebellious, attempting to trick Bronxe and Raiden, and getting kicked out of Idris. The whole thing.
The two boys had been speechless at first; they honestly didn't know what to say. After a while, they came back down from Mars and actually said something.
Jace turned the corner and counted down three doors until he reached the right one. He didn't bother knocking and opened the door.
"Hey Alec, I was kind of in the mood to—" Jace stopped short.
There were two figures on the medium sized couch in front of him. Not sitting though. Definitely not sitting. He knew the position too well. He had been in the position a thousand times before, with a different girl each time too.
The feminine figure on top seemed to have heard the door open and was searching fanatically for her shirt that was somewhere on the floor. Jace turned around slowly to give the girl some privacy. She was in her bra, after all.
"Uh Jace" He heard Alec say, embarrassed. "What are you doing here?"
"Well," Jace started, still turned around. "I was planning beating your ass at Xbox but I come here to find you making out with some girl. Speaking of the girl, is she dressed so I can turn around?"
Jace continued staring at the wall in front of him. It was a couple minutes before Alec finally answered. "Yeah, its fine"
Jace turned around slowly, wishing it didn't see the girl again half naked. Wait. Did I just wish NOT to see her half naked? What the fuck…?
Jace shook his head quickly and looked back at the two teenagers in front of him. "So?"
Alec glanced at the girl on his left and then at Jace. Jace studied the girl. She was tall but a bit shorter than him and Alec. She had light brown hair flowing down to mid-back. She had greenish hazel eyes that looked Jace and then glanced up at Alec. Her cheeks were a pinkish red color obviously with embarrassment. Overall, she was beautiful.
Jace raised his eyebrows, non-verbally asking for an answer.
"Jace, this is Maggie" Alec gestured to the girl standing next to him. "My girlfriend"
"Oh, so this is the infamous Jace" The girl, Maggie, took a couple of steps and shook Jace's hand.
Jace smiled politely, shaking her hand and looked at Alec. "Your whodawhatta friend?"
"Girlfriend" Maggie repeated smiling.
Jace smiled again. "Well it's about time isn't it? I was starting to get worried you were going to the other side." Jace winked at Maggie, who smiled. Alec rolled his eyes.
"Well I'll leave you two sexually frustrated teens alone to get back to what you were doing" Jace walked back to the door and glanced back and yelled, "Use a condom!" And he closed the door behind him.
Alec flopped down on the couch behind him. Maggie turned to face him, smiling slightly. "That's how you say he always acts right?"
Alec nodded slowly. "Pretty much, you just have to learn not to take his smart comments personally."
"Gotcha" She said, smiling seductively, straddling his waist. He sat up straighter and grinned, reaching for her face. Their lips met hungrily and her fingers ran through his dark hair. His hands ran down her body slowly.
She parted from him, smiling. "You do have one though, right?" she whispered.
Alec chuckled slightly. "Yeah, I do."
"Good" she said and pressed her lips back to his hungerly.
"Wait, so you think that's totally messed up too?" Sebastian said, grinning. Isabelle nodded. "Of course! Why would anyone want to stay in school all the way through the summer? President Obama is totally off on what people want. We, the students, can't be stressed all the time about school. We need our "individual time"." She smiled.
They were at a restaurant on campus, talking, eating, and getting to know each other more. The restaurant, Jimmy Cheese Dogs, was a fairly small place compared to any other restaurant on school property. They sat at a small booth at the end of the restaurant, facing each other on opposite sides of the table.
"I totally agree. It's like; 'would you want your kids at school all the time and not be able to spend time with them?' It's completely stupid. Of course schools important but too much of it will kill us." Sebastian sat back and looked at her. Every since the first day here, he had thought she was beautiful. Beyond it, if possible. Her dark hair was not straight today; it had mini waves in it framing her face just right. Her blue eyes were surrounded by a thousand long lashes. Her makeup seemed to be always perfect no matter what part of the day it was. She had a PINK shirt on that read, Green Is the New Pink. Her jeans were the perfect fit for her, tight but not skin tight.
She smiled at him and took a sip of her drink. "So new subject" Sebastian said, leaning against the table now. "You"
Isabelle looked at him, her brows furrowed together. "Me?"
Sebastian nodded. He smiled at her.
She scrunched her nose and shrugged. "Well I'm 16 and female" She grinned as Sebastian laughed. "I was born here in New York. I lived with my parents, Alec and Jace before coming here. I have a cat named Church," Sebastian gave her a questioning look. "Don't ask." She said simply, smiling. "I'm a—"
"Shadowhunter" Sebastian finished. Isabelle's eyes widened.
"What?"
"A Shadowhunter. Nephilim. Kill demons. You know, that good stuff"
Her eyes grew wider. She didn't know what to say.
He grinned watching her expression change. He leaned forward and whispered, "I'm one too"
Isabelle narrowed her eyes. "Prove it."
He shrugged. "Fine," He got up from the booth, stuffed his hand in his pocket taking out a ten dollar bill and placing it on the table. "Let's go."
"Go where?" Isabelle asked, gathering her things and following him outside the small restaurant.
"My room"
Jace's golden hair matched his eyes as he stared out at the river. He was about twenty-five feet away but it felt like miles. There was barely anyone besides the water. The river was a beautiful reflection of the sky; blue and white colors.
Jace had always liked this river for some reason. It had always calmed him whenever he was upset or when he missed home and needed comforting.
He walked to the edge of the water. He smiled, stuffing his cold fingers into his jean pockets. It was always colder near the water, Jace realized. He knew he learned about it once in school. It was long gone in his memory now.
He glanced back at the small maple tree. There was the petite red head that he couldn't get out of his mind for some reason. She was staring at notebook that was sitting on her lap. Pencil in hand, she lowered it to the paper and then stopped. She shook her head and brought the pencil back up near her face. He grinned, watching her.
She looked up suddenly. She looked straight at him. He waved at her, making her blush. He grinned again and looked back out unto the water. He didn't know if it would be alright to go over there and just talk to her. Maybe to see what was wrong earlier.
He took a deep breath and turned around.
She was laughing, looking at him. He gave her a questioning look.
"Are you stalking me?" she yelled to him.
He looked down at the ground, laughing. "Not yet, no"
She grinned. He could see from where he was standing, which was about fifteen feet, her green eyes were sparkling. He took this chance to walk over there.
"What are you doing here?" He asked her, towering over her. She looked up from where she was sitting. "I should ask you the same thing. I don't see any hot girls around."
Jace gave her another questioning look, smiling.
"Isabelle tells me things. Plus all the stares you get from girls kind of clued me in as well. You're a player."
Jace gave a light laugh and looked out unto the water. He could sense her looking at him.
"You're kind of in the way" She said, finally.
"Of?" he asked, looking back at her. Well, down at her.
"I'm drawing. You're in the way of the water." She said, resting her pencil on her pad.
"Isn't drawing water like drawing a horizontal line across the paper? I don't think you need to look at the lake to do that."
She rolled her eyes. "Obviously, you don't know what good drawing is."
"I obviously don't. Probably good I didn't take Drawing and Painting, huh?"
She shrugged. "I guess." Clary looked down at the pad and closed it gently. She stuffed it in her bag and grabbing her bag with her, stood up and started walking away.
"Hey," He called, rushing after her. "What are you doing? I didn't mean it if I offended you or anything."
She turned around. "No, you didn't. I just felt like leaving is all."
He raised an eye brow. "Without saying goodbye?"
She nodded. "Yeah"
"I thought we were friends…" Jace said not finishing his sentence. He looked at her, confused.
"Well, if you're my friend, you'll leave me alone. I'm too confused right now and I'll just complicate everything for you. Hell, it's even complicated for me and it's my life!"
Her eyes widened after she finished. "Sorry, I- that wasn't supposed to come out. I-Sorry." She said. She turned around quickly and ran towards the campus. Jace watched her go without another word.
