Clary's P.O.V
My mom took my hand in her's and led me to the bed on the other side of the room. She nodded to Luke who let out the four most important people in my life right now, and in return four new bodies were let in, I only recognized one of them, Brother Zachariah. Another one of them was a Silent Brother as well, and the other two were members of the Clave.
"Clarissa." One of them said "Please lie down."
I obeyed her command.
"What's going to happen to me?"
The other Clave member spoke, this time a man,
"We will give you this Obliti, It will take away your memories." He said referring to the yellow liquid.
"I know that but, what will I think after you give it to me." I tried to make my voice sound normal, and was failing miserably because tears were threatening to spill again.
The girl started to talk again,
"All you'll remember is that you are a normal teenager, who recently got into a bad car accident, that put you into a coma."
"What about my runes?"
"The Obliti will cause them to fade, making them seem like scars from the accident."
I felt sick, It was actually going to happen. I closed my eyes, I heard one of the Clave members ushering my parents out of the room.
"Be very still, Clarissa." A voice spoke in my head.
I relaxed my shoulders and felt the needle go in.
To be honest I had no idea what happened after that. I remembered a club with dancing teenagers all around me.
A smiling brown haired nerd with glasses, Two black haired hunters who were so alike and so different at the same time.
A party with glitter everywhere, A man with cat eyes.
And finally a boy with hair as golden as the sun, and eyes that were liquid gold. He had wings and he was beautiful, I wanted to reach out to him but for some reason I couldn't.
And then darkness.
What was I thinking? I can't seem to remember.
Ahh now I do, I am Clary Fray daughter of Luke and Jocelyn Fray, my dad was getting moved to another location for his job.
I opened my eyes,
A hospital, what am I doing here? Then I remembered the car accident, I was getting a ride home from a party when we crashed into another car.
I looked around at my surroundings, a tube filled with yellowish liquid was attached to my arm, a nurse was writing something, until she turned around and saw me.
Her eyes looked surprised, then she ran out of the room.
Man did I look that horrible?
She was back quickly with my mom, and my dad. My mom ran to me and hugged me.
"Oh Clary you're alive!" She said through tears
"Of course I am, why wouldn't I be?"
"You didn't remember the accident?"
"Oh yeah, yeah I did of course I did."
Her eyes looked sad, and there were tears blotched on her face.
"You were in a coma for 3 days."
I my eyes went wide,
"What really?!"
"Yeah, I'm surprised you even remembered your first name." My dad added humorously. My mom hit his arm, then turned to me again.
"We're just glad your alive." She said with a smile.
I smiled back, then reality hit,
"Wait, did I make us lose our flight?!" I asked with horror.
My dad chuckled,
"No, you woke up just in time, we are leaving tomorrow."
"They're letting me leave the hospital already?"
My mom answered, "Yep, they said it was fine if you wanted to leave today."
I smiled, "Great cause I'm hungry, and hospital food is disgusting."
My father laughed again,
"Well then get dressed and meet us downstairs, we will go out for dinner if you want."
I nodded my head and quickly did what they told me to do.
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The Next Day
I took one last look at our old house, It was the only one that I've ever lived in. It was the best house anyone could ask for, it had a big yard with a pond, and a big apple tree. Which was all connected to a bookstore.
It was every kids dream to live in it.
As we got onto the road my parents seemed a little nervous, it was probably just nerves for being on a plane, but they were kind of worrying me when they kept on looking behind us. When I asked them about it they told me that it was just about missing the house. I shrugged my shoulders and turned on some music.
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A Week Later
It was my first day at a new school, I was terrified.
I always had trouble making friends because I didn't necessarily like what other girls my age liked. Now you could call me a struggling artist.
I know I love to draw, it's in my blood. My mother is a painter/struggling artist herself, but she was very talented. A lot of people bought her works, while I just was starting, but man did I love it.
I walked up the steps of the building it was huge. The school was called Burbank High school in Los Angles California.
The school's claim to fame was that both Tim Burton and Blake Lively attended this school. It also had a great arts program including three glee clubs as they were called.
I walked into the main office and picked up my schedule, math first? Ugh this was going to be a rough semester.
I walked into the classroom, which had already started, yay for me.
The teacher noticed me and said,
"You must be the new student? Am I correct?
He was a tall skinny male with nearly shaved head, and weird wiry glasses, like Harry Potters.
I nodded my head,
"Oh good, please introduce yourself to the class.
Did this teacher have some weird obsession with humiliating students?
"Umm, hi, I'm Clarissa but you can call me Clary." I said awkwardly, what else was I supposed to say?
The teacher seemed pleased with it anyway and then said,
"You can sit beside Jeff."
He pointed to a good looking boy with curly chestnut brown hair, as I got closer I also noticed he had hazel eyes.
The boy Jeff moved over a little bit to make room for me, I sat down and the Teacher (Who's name I learned was Mr. Wolf) started the class once more.
Hello again,
Can you believe it another update whatttt? Just remember this won't happen all the time, but I thought I should give you guys a treat because last chapter was so sad.
So yeah now her memories are gone swoosh - out of the picture. I understand if anything is unclear about what she does remember and what she does not, If you have a question leave one I will try to answer it as best I can.
For a little interesting fact the school Burbank High school is real! I don't live in LA so I had to look it up, but the facts about it are real and their actually is a Mr. Wolf who works there as a math teacher. I don't know what he looks like or anything I just looked at the staff directory, I'm not a stalker or any thing ;).
After this chapter it is going to mostly be filler chapters for a really longtime but the something will happen and actual content will be displayed again.
Hope you guys don't mind :)
Ciao
Sarah