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"Okay let's look on the bright side Debby downer. You can always decorate." Magnus said pointing to my new room. "And both goldilocks and blue eyed beauty are in the rooms next to yours."
I glanced around the room; it was plain and white, a bed, a dresser, and a mirror. It was efficient, something that addressed the simple needs.
Magnus broke through my train of thought, "I can add some glitter, and look to your right you have a large walk in closet and your own bathroom, two things that you would never find in an alley, huh." He started nudging my arm with his elbow. "I'll help you decorate it." His voice rising in excitement, "Just tell me what you want in here and zap it will appear."
"I'll leave the decorating part to you." Then my stomach growled loud enough for people in China to hear.
Mildly annoyed at being disrupted from his decorating project, he turns to me, "But first let's go get some food in your tum tum." I glared at him but followed him towards the kitchen. Before entering the kitchen he stops short causing me to bump into him with a loud "umpf." He hushes me and slyly he leans his head in the kitchen, and says, "All clear."
"Were you expecting a bomb in the kitchen? I don't get it."
"No I was checking to make sure Izzy wasn't in there cooking.''
"That's a…bad thing?" I said, unsure of my answer.
"Terrible."
I go into walked to the fridge and grabbed some milk, when I turned around there's a bowl, a spoon and a box of fruit loops set on the table, with Magnus looking bored.
I hear footsteps coming towards the kitchen, and looked up and see Jace striding in. He looks sad, and confused.
"Jace, what's wrong?" I said frowning. For some reason I felt myself wanting to comfort him. No, I am Clarissa Morgenstern I do not feel these things.
"Nothing. Why?" He stated nonchalantly.
"No reason, you just don't seem yourself. I noticed the improvement immediately."
"Haha, Clary, you're just hilarious."
"Well Magnus seems to think so," I threw on my signature smirk and leaned seductively closer to Magnus, "Isn't that right?"
Jace laughed quietly, and I cocked my head towards him. "You know every time I'm near you, I get this fierce desire to be alone."
"I'm sorry you're not saying what you really feel."
I ignored that, and instead of making some witty remark I asked, "Do you want to train after I'm finished eating?"
Shock registered on Jace's face, but before he could respond Magnus interrupted, "Clary you only just woke up, I'm not sure that's the best idea."
I shrugged my shoulders with an air of indifference, "What's the worst that could happen?"
"Hmm yes, let us think about all the bad things that could happen. Maybe you can get a pen and paper and we can write a book on all the things that can go wrong."
Jace who seemed like he just woke up from the craziest dream, replied with, "I thought you didn't like me?"
I registered Magnus letting out a frustrated sigh and saying that he was going to go find Alec, but I was still focused on Jace, his face was unreadable. I sighed and put on another smirk, "Jace, I don't need to like you to beat you up." At this he full out smiled,
"Then finish eating. And are you sure you're well enough to train?" Aw, he looked cute when he was concerned. Especially for me. No, Jace is not cute, get that thought out of your head.
"I'll be fine. If it was up to my father I would have been back on my feet three days ago."
"Oh," he looked a little baffled by this, "If you don't mind me asking, where is your dad?"
"Gone," I said not looking up from my bowl of cereal.
"And your mom?" his voice had an undercurrent of something I could not explain.
"Dead along with my brother," I said simply, "look I'm all finished eating, see. Now can we train?"
"Um yea…sure," although he looked far from sure.
We walked past a long, narrow and dark corridor, and into a large training room, which was about the size of the one at home. I walked ahead of Jace, and stepped on the area designated for fighting. A feeling of complete calm filled me. Fighting was my destiny, my purpose in life.
Then I saw movement in the corner of my eye, I turned quickly, like a hawk to her prey. I faced my predator, Jace.
"Ready," I asked amused.
Without answer he launched himself forward. I dodged quickly, but he was faster, and managed to collide with my left side. I stumbled on impact; but then caught myself and moved around so I was again facing him.
I stayed on the defensive side, blocking his hits and kicks, but waiting for the right moment for me to attack. He is good, I'll give him that much; but I am better, I am the best.
He threw a back fist punch, which I dodged in the nick of time. I felt the whoosh of air swish past my nose. Defeat was drawing near in Jace's eyes; he was realizing that I was better than him. Every timehe punched, I ducked; when he kicked I twisted out of the way.
I launched myself forward now, punching him quickly in the nose; the smell of blood is pungent. Raising my knee, and grabbing hold of his shoulders I push him down, and they collided. I back handedly slapped him, sending him on the ground. In his moments of weakness, I straddled him in a way that he cannot break free.
"I believe I win," I say seductively.
"I would have to agree," he said, disbelief coloring his voice.
"Aw is somebody a little upset?" I asked in a mock child voice. "Don't think of it as losing, think of it as getting beat by a girl."
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