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My Hidden Self

Chapter 7 Lessons part 1

Clary POV

I walk out of my house with Isabelle. I'm suddenly realizing how weird this all is. Jonathon has been hanging out with this girl for years, and she hasn't ever acted like she had an interest in me at all, none of his friends ever have. Then some random day I get told that I have to dress completely against how I normally dress and have to let some stranger in a crop top take me shopping. When I look at her closer I realize Jonathon was right, she was wearing a black, tight, crop top with a short, tight, black skirt, along with black heels that look like death traps to me. The only thing that I can think right now though is why this girl is suddenly taking an interest in me, and why her golden haired brother seems familiar.

I'm still thinking of those two things as I follow Isabelle out of the car. I'm trying so hard to remember why the Golden boy seems familiar… wait Golden boy? Why do I remember calling someone or something that before. I don't really hang out with anyone so I reason that it had to be a drawing that I've done before, maybe from a dream, I usually don't draw people from imagination, only places or things. I decide to focus on that later, I have the problem of shopping with Isabelle, and I don't really think that's something that I'm going to love. We ride in silence as I try to think about what to expect from todays trip, and what's to come after the trip. When we got about halfway there I realized that she had been talking.

"So, Isabelle, how many stores exactly are you planning to look at?" We just parked in the parking lot, and the entire drive she was doing nothing but talking about a ton of different stores that she wanted to go to.

"First of all, call me Izzy, not Isabelle okay?"

"Yeah, sorry Izzy."

"Okay, and as for your question, only about 15-20. We need to go to Sephora to get you some makeup and brushes that we can use on you. We need to go to Sally's beauty supply to get hair products so we can style your hair…"

She was going on and on naming all of the stores that we would have to go to and why we need to go to them before I stopped her. " Uh- Izzy I don't really have enough money for all of that, do you think maybe we could cut out a few things?"

"Clary, today is my first day meeting you and I have a feeling that we are going to be great friends. I want today to be my treat to you, don't worry about the costs, I've got it covered. Now let's go, I only have today to take you shopping for the party, teach you basics for parties, and get you ready for the party."

I got out of the car and followed her, 'I hope this is quick, but for some reason with Izzy I doubt it will be.' I thought. First she started rather simply, and too me to hair and makeup and we worked our way up from there without much to be concerned about because I didn't know what half of the stuff was. It was only when we got to the dress and shoe shops that I noticed that she was kind of talking about how she wanted us to look and, when I started to listen to what she was saying, I got worried. She was talking about what colors and materials she should put me in. She told me that she wanted me to try on different colors first so she could decide what colors looked best on me and I wasn't in the mood to argue so I took the large amount of dresses she pushed at me and went into the changing room. When I try the first dress on, which is blue, I realize that she also gave me different materials, but it was likely that they would all be tight. I tried on dress after dress until she finally decided that green is the color that looks best on me. She told me to wait here while she picked out a dress for me to wear tonight.

"Wait, don't I get to choose what dress I get to wear though?"

"Maybe some other time, but tonight is your first party and your one of the hostess's so you have to look perfect, and I haven't exactly been able to get a good idea of your fashion tastes and what kind of stuff you would pick to wear tonight if you had the choice, but I think I'll learn that soon enough."

"But the dress you pick… It's going to be all green right, it isn't going to have another color?"

"It might have some gold or silver in it too, and jewels maybe, but it isn't going to have any pink or anything if that's what your asking."

"Why green though? I thought that the official party clothes color was black?"

"That's what most people think, but green complements you, it goes well with you emerald eyes and fire red hair. Your complexion is so pale that if we put you in black tonight, you might look like a vampire or something."

"Wait, so you're saying that I shouldn't have worn black today?"

"I don't think I would've if I were you, but Jonathon says that these are the only clothes that you have that I would have approved of."

"Oh, okay."

"So I'm going to go pick out your dress, you stay here or meet me up the by cashier."

When she was out of sight I went up by the cashier and waited. I don't really know how long it was before she came back up, but when she did she brought a dress that was hidden in a garment bag. She quickly paid and then took me to the rest of the stores that she said were necessary in order for my outfit for tonight to be complete. She always shooed me away when she was getting ready to start actually looking for me though, so I have no Idea what she is planning in putting me in tonight, but something tells me that if I argued, I wouldn't get very far.

We made small talk a lot between the stores and the only time that I questioned why we were going to the shop we were going to was when she pulled me into Victoria's Secret.

"Wait, why do we need to go in here?" I asked as she pulled me through the door. I'm gradually getting more and more comfortable with her and let my attitude show a little.

"You have to have a certain kind of bra and underwear for the dress I bought you, now what size are you?"

I mumble my answer and she goes off to get the 'special underwear' for this dress. What kind of dress needs special underwear? When I see her go up to the cash register it looks like she has a lot more than a bra and pair of underwear in her hands. She comes back and I question her again. "What is all of that?"

"Oh, just some other things you needed for your outfit."

" and why exactly am I going to need those things for my outfit"

"You'll just have to wait and see" She says with a smirk mischievous glint in her feyes… I don't like the looks of that. "Okay so we have to take all of this stuff out to the car, and then we are going to my favorite salon to get our nails done."

"Why can't we just paint them back at the house?"

"Trust me, we need to get them done here."

About 30 minutes later we had everything loaded and we were at the salon. I didn't really pay any attention to the name of it, I'm sure I'll be told what it is inside. We walk in and the receptionist greets Izzy by name, so she must be a regular here.

"Izzy are you here for you nails again? And who is this you've brought?"

"Yes, Aline, we are here for our nails, and this is Clary, Jonathon's little sister."

"Alright, follow me and I'll take you two back to the nail station."

We follow Aline back to the nail station and Izzy tells the nail techs that we just want something quick and simple, that it's for a party, and that we still need artificial nails. She had my nails painted green and silver, so I'm assuming that those are the colors of my dress. Of course they didn't paint them until after they were done scratching and gluing fake nails onto my real ones. When we are done Izzy pays and I begin to feel immensely guilty because she has spent a lot of money on me, and I've done nothing for her. She refuses to take any of the money that I try to give her though and won't let me pay for anything so I vow to myself that I will make it up to her whenever I get the chance.

When we get out to the car she hands me these gloves that I didn't see her buy and told me to put them on.

"Why?"

"Because, the boys can't see them until the party, and so you can't accidently scratch your nail polish."

"Where are your gloves?"

"I don't need them, I always go and get my nails done. I'm used to the length, though you aren't."

"Why can't the boys see my nails?"

"Because everything about you has to be a surprise, it's your first party, nobody knows what to expect of you, you have to surprise them and make an amazing first impression."

She comets to a stop in front of a house I don't recognize, "Uh- Izzy where are we?"

"Oh we're at my house, we have to run inside and get some bags so that the boys don't know where we went to buy stuff for your outfit."

We walk inside and I immediately gasp in awe of the building, it's absolutely gorgeous.

"Okay, so my room is upstairs, we have to go grab the bags. Ready?"

"what? Oh yeah sure." I follow her upstairs and try to stop gasping at everything. When we reach the door that she shows me we walk in and grab a few big tote bags. We go back out to the car and she puts everything in the tote bags while I wait in the car, she still won't let me see what all she bought for me to wear.

We drive back to my house and she refuses to let me carry anything in, she just tells me to wait inside so I can show her my room. I go inside and wait by the door, I realize that I still have my heels on so I take them off and go to tell Jonathon that we're back. I heard someone in the kitchen so that's the first place I went to look for him. When I get in there I see not Jonathon, but the golden boy. I flush at my forgetfulness, I forgot that he would be here. I'm about to introduce myself to him when I hear Izzy yell for me. "Clary! Get in here and show me where your room is these bags are heavy!" I take one last look at the golden boy before I rush off to show Izzy to my room.

Jace POV

I was taking a break from my 'lessons' with Jonathon to go downstairs and get a snack, we haven't eaten since that morning, but I doubt that the girls have eaten anything. I can't get the girl with the fire red hair and emerald green eyes out of my mind, I don't even know her name, but yet I'm constantly thinking about her. I hear a door open behind me and assume that the girls are back from whatever Izzy decided to take them to do. Suddenly the redheaded girl comes into the kitchen and looks at me with what appears to be shock, she was probably expecting her brother to be in here, not me. She stares at me while I try to scrounge up the bravery to ask her what her name is, but before I get the chance I hear Izzy calling for her, she looks at me for one last moment before she runs back to Izzy. All I know is that she is beautiful, and that not knowing her or her name is driving me crazy, I want to meet her, and to talk to her. And tonight is the night that it's going to happen, it has to happen tonight.