Okay guys I just want to say how incredibly sorry I am! I don't really have a good excuse for not updating in like a month or whatever besides school and writer's block... But anyway, I'll try to update more because I LOVE writing and I want to, I just don't have time most of the time! But anyway, I want to thank everyone who reviews/follows/faves, or even READS this story! Even though I don't respond to most reviews, I have read ALL of them! I also want to thank one person in particular- greygirl2358: she has helping me a lot through PMs giving me some ideas to use, encouraging me, and just giving me a friend. So thanks!

Well without further ado, I give you chapter 3!

Disclaimer: I (sadly) don't own TMI. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction at midnight...

Chapter 3

Sebastian Verlac… I know that name… As I continue to try to remember who the boy is, a face appears in my mind, and I remember. Sebastian is a quiet, shy guy in my homeroom and English class. He looks similar to Jonathan, but with black hair instead of white-blond. He's not exactly popular, but basically everyone likes him. Except for Jace. Apparently when we were like five, Sebastian pushed Jace off of a slide, which caused a "lifelong rivalry" or something like that.

I am suddenly brought out of my thoughts by Officer Garroway's voice-

"Oh, hello Ms. Verlac! Clarissa, Jonathan, meet Elodie and Sebastian Verlac"

I turn around in my seat and see a stout woman with brownish-gray hair up in a bun. Next to her is none other than Sebastian, towering over his aunt by at least a foot and a half. He smiles sheepishly at me, and I give him a slight wave. Elodie notices and addresses me, "Ah, you must be Clarissa. I suspect you and my nephew already know each other?" She asks in a strong French accent.

"Yes ma'am, Sebastian and I have a few classes together. And, please, call me Clary."

"Okay, and, please call me Elodie." She turns to Jon, "And you must be Jonathan," she states.

Jon nods awkwardly, and I can tell I'll have to be the one holding up the conversation.

Elodie continues speaking, "So I just have to sign some paperwork, then we can head home." She walks out of Officer Garroway's office, the cop following closely behind.

I turn to Sebastian, "So... Jon, do you know Sebastian?"

My brother shrugs. "Kind of, I guess... I've seen him at school a few times."

I nod, then turn to Sebastian. "So, Sebastian. How are you?"

"Good, I guess. I didn't know you even knew my name.." he says, sounding embarrassed.

"Of course I know your name. We've only been in the same class since we were like, I don't know- five?" I respond in a joking tone.

"Oh, yeah. Right," he blushes. "So, you and Herondale broke up, right? That sucks, I guess. Well for you, anyway."

"Um, yeah, can we not talk about that, please? It's not exactly my favorite topic of conversation," I say, now slightly annoyed. Sebastian obviously didn't mean to piss me off, but isn't there just some universal rule not to ask about a breakup?

"Sorry," he says, looking down.

"It's fine- you're not the idiot who cheated on me," I say back.

After a few moments of an awkward silence, Elodie and Garroway walk back.

"Well, everything's settled, so Clary, Jonathan, if you ever need anything, just call," Officer Garroway says, handing me a small piece of paper.

I nod. "Thank you- for everything."

"Of course. Anyway, it's my job, so even if I didn't want to, I'd have to do it anyway," he smiles.

Elodie then begins speaking. "So Clary, Jonathan, are you ready to go?"

40ish minutes later

I don't think you could choose just one word to describe the Verlacs' house, but it would probably be along the lines of "gorgeous", "amazing", or "beautiful". To say it's a mansion would be an understatement. As we drive up to it, the humongous cobblestone castle towers above us like a giant. The reflection of the sun glistens on the surface of the pond in front of the building. Ivy snakes up the turrets and around the windows. God, I need to draw this sometime! Jon and I get out of the back of the car as Sebastian and Elodie get out of the front, and they lead us inside.

The inside of the house is at least as stunning as the outside, if not more. I walk by a huge fountain and look up the two huge wooden staircases to the balcony overlooking the entrance. Elodie brings us upstairs and tells Sebastian to show Jon his room, then takes my hand and leads me down a long stops in front of a set of huge oak double doors, then opens them.

The room I step into is amazing, and nothing like a room I could ever dream of being mine. A white-framed queen bed sits in the far corner of the room, facing floor-to-ceiling windows and a balcony overlooking the amazing garden and pool.

Elodie then begins talking about how since our rooms are almost completely bare, she'll give Jon and I money to go shopping to decorate our rooms and get new clothes. I focus in on one sentence that almost makes me faint- "I think $2000 each will be adequate?"

"Oh my god, really? I think that's more than I've ever had in my life! Thank you so much!" I say, shocked.

"Don't worry about it- we want you and your brother to be comfortable as possible. Now why don't you go find your brother and tell him? Just ask Sebastian for the car keys," she instructs.

"Again, thank you!" I say as I walk out of the door.

"Oh, wait, Clary! I almost forgot- here!" She says, handing me a small rectangular piece of plastic. Her credit card.

This will be fun.

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