Hi guys! I just wanted to say a special thanks to Gracerdoodles, GloriaBright and HorribleLittleDucks, for there nice reviews! I also want to thank anyone who take the time to read my story or that will take the time to review this chapter.
I went over my story and realized it had a couple editing and spelling mistakes. I'm sorry about that, I went back and fixed them up and I hope it doesn't happen again.
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We pull up to the school to see a huge ancient looking brick building, with a sign out front reading Shadowhunter academy. Weird name for a school. I remembering looking at the schools web page that said they named it this to honor a doctor or something. Apparently he ended up going crazy, calling himself a "shadowhunter," whatever that is. Wow, this school sure does have a sick sense of humor.
I glance out the cars tinted windows, seeing students entering through the buildings main door. The look so happy and carefree, not yet fully aware of the horrors this world has to offer. I'm so distracting looking out the window I don't realize how rapid my breathing is until Jon speaks up.
"Clary, you are going to be fine, okay? Ill be there and you might even see Simon. Any way we need to start somewhere if were ever going to live a normal life." Jon says, curling his lip up into a small smile. He's right, I've spent enough time dreading school but it my not even be that bad. I might fit in, find some friends, right? I slow my breathing to a steady pace and try settle down.
"Okay" I reply.
"I can do this." Knowing its true as I try to grasp all my courage. I might have been through a lot of physical and emotional pain these past years, but trying to be accepted is still scary for anyone.
Jon continues to drive and smoothly pulls the car into a spot close to the entrance. Me and him hop out, making our way inside. Once we make our way through the schools towering entrance we head straight to the office, occasionally acquiring dirty glances from student in the hall. Do we look that out of place here? Is it that obvious?
We reach the office were the lady at the front desks prints off my schedules and Jon's. There's no reason to compare my schedule to Jon's, because he's in two years above me we won't have a chance at any of the same classes. This makes me frown. Jon quickly promises to come find me later and hurry's off to try to find his locker, so much for were in this together.
After he leaves I don't know what to do. I could find my locker or try to scope out my next class but-
"Clary!" I hear a familiar voice yell. This stops my train of thought. Making me turn around to try to find the source of the sound, when my eyes land on someone I haven't seen in years even though i'd know him anywhere.
"Simon!" I call rushing towards him. We collide into each other, he pulling me into one of the best hugs I have ever had, automatically making showing up today worth while. He smells amazing, just as I remember. Like a pine tree, tough he hates the outdoors. He's always been an indoor person spending hours at a time in his room playing games. This causing him to be super pale, but I wouldn't have him any other way. Simon, my Simon.
"What happened to you?" He asks as he releases me, there are tears threatening to spill over in his eyes.
"Oh Si, I'm so sorry its just such along story..." My voice trails off. I want to tell him everything. All the horror me and Jon have been through, all the pain, everything. But I know I can't not to risk him looking at me, seeing me not as me but a broken version of the Clary he used to know. I try my best to start somewhere, making my voice sound not totally pathetic.
"Its just that I-"
"No," Simon interrupts abruptly.
"No," I say flinching, traces of sadness in my voice.
"The past is your business, Okay? I am hurt that you never texted or called and it will take some time for me to fully forgive you, but... I don't want to waste time fighting with you when we should be catching up. I would like to pick up here we left off, if that's okay with you." He says smiling.
"I would love that." I say, a few tears leaking from my eyes. He truly is a good friend if he can forgive me after being such a bad one.
"Listen," he starts,
"I have to go to class because I was suppose to be there a few minutes early, but I'm already late. Would you mind finding me at lunch. There's a few friends I would like you to meet. I think you'll like them. We'll will be outside on the east side of the building. Okay?" He asks. I'm a little confused which is he east side but I agree anyway, not wanting to make him more late than he has to be.
"Great, see you then." He says, giving me quick hug, then running down the hall faster than should be possible while still managing to not knock over any kids. I shake my head and start laughing to myself, continuing to make my way down the hall.
I head to locker and after unsuccessfully trying my locker combo three times it finally pops open. Just as I'm about to close my locker I notice someone walking directly towards me. He's has black hair and is wearing the most glitter I've ever seen, as well as many jewel incrusted rings and what I have to admit is pretty fashionable leopard print scarf. Peoples stares follow him all the way down the hall.
"Hello, are you Clarissa Fairchild." He asked. Eyes looking me up and down, doing what I expect is judging my terrible fashion sense.
"Umm.. yay that's me." I reply, keeping my face half hidden with my locker, hoping he doesn't see my red cheeks.
"I'm Magnus Bane." He says, extending a hand for me to shake.
"I'm head of the leadership board so I'm here to escort you to your first class." He says as I close my locker and start walking down the hall with him. I tell him that my first class is science and we head in the direction I just came down. As we make small talk I learn he's also in grade 10. It's nice to know that Ill have at least two people I know I can talk to. He updates me on basic school information. Like bathroom location, class times and other boring stuff, but to my enjoyment he also fills me in on some school drama. As we continue walking I notice people laughing and point in my direction, until I look again. There laughing at Magnus.
"Are you okay?" I whisper as we round the corner to the science room.
"No problem biscuit, this happens all the time." He says causal dismissing my question like it's nothing. Though he tilts his head down.
"Its hard dressing the way I do and being the only openly gay kid in the school. It does attract some... unwanted attention" He says as his shoulders slump slightly. I can't help but feel bad. I'm always so worried about my own problems that I barley think about what other people might be going through.
We continue walking until we come to a door with big word science lab printed out-front. I turn to Magnus and give him a small smile.
"Thanks for walking me here. Maybe we could talk later or hang out. You could even meet my brother Jon." I say enthusiastically, hoping to cheer him up. I happily notice that his face instantly lights up.
"Ya." He says, with a pleasant tone in his voice.
"I'd like that."
I head into the class room and take a seat at the back of the class, with a small smile on my face. Maybe I really can get a new start here, I think. I already have two friends and didn't Simon say something about meeting his other friends? I start wondering who they are, as the classroom fills up with more students. The bell rings twice and everyone eventually slumps to there a seat.
Maybe time really can heal all wounds, I think. Simon did forgive me after all. Things seem better now that I'm here, I haven't thought about Valentine or Sebastian all day. Maybe I can eventually heal, find away to forever leave the past behind. Maybe, just maybe.
Hope you guys enjoyed! I had to re-writer this chapter a few times to make sure I got it right. Ill try to update as soon as I can, your reviews really help give me the determination to write.
Question: Simon said he had some friends for clary to meet, can you guess who they are?!
Also, would you rather I write shorter chapters and post more often or write longer chapters but don't post as often?
Please tell me any of your suggestions or questions, I would be happy to answer them, I have so much spare time with nothing to do.
Until next chapter, thanks!