THIS TIME I HAVE AN EXCUSE FOR NOT UPDATING FOR SO LONG- I WAS AT SLEEPAWAY CAMP FOR 2 WEEKS! But, yeah, this is kind of a filler chapter but not really cause I guess sooooommmeeeee important stuff happens but whatevveeeesssssss.
Disclaimer:
Me: I OWN EVVVERRYYYYYTTTHHHIIINNNGGG
Jace: CC...
Me: NOOOOO! I refuse to admit it!
Jace: ... If you tell the truth, I'll give you a hug
Me: I think someone else wants a hug, too...
Random duck: Quack
Jace: OH NO! I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE NEAR THAT THING
Me: Then I'll nevveeeeerrrrrr admit it...
Jace: Ughhhhhhh FINE! *hugs duck for like 0.000000000001 seconds, then hugs meeee*
Me: I guess I have to say it now, don't I? *Jace nods* Idontownthemortalinstruments,itscharacters,oranythingelsementioned BUT I DO OWN THE PLOT :D
Chapter 4
Twenty minutes later, Jon and I are in Sebastian's blue Lamborghini convertible, on our way to the mall. I'm driving- Jon doesn't have his license yet. (A/N: by the way, Clary is 16 and Jon is 15. I guess some people were confused about that, so I thought I should say it. I was originally going to make Jonathan older, but younger Jonathan and bossy, older sister Clary seemed more fun to write :D) We have the radio on and are singing along when my favorite song comes on:
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Simmer down, simmer down
They say we're too young now to amount to anything else
But look around
We work too damn hard for this just to give it up now
If you don't swim, you'll drown
But don't move, honey
You look so perfect standing there
In my American Apparel underwear
And I know now, that I'm so down
Your lipstick stain is a work of art
I got your name tattooed in an arrow heart
And I know now, that I'm so down (hey!)
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Let's get out, let's get out
'Cause this deadbeat town's only here just to keep us down
While I was out, I found myself alone just thinking
If I showed up with a plane ticket
And a shiny diamond ring with your name on it
Would you wanna run away too?
'Cause all I really want is you
You look so perfect standing there
In my American Apparel underwear
And I know now, that I'm so down
I made a mixtape straight out of '94
I've got your ripped skinny jeans lying on the floor
And I know now, that I'm so down
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You look so perfect standing there
In my American Apparel underwear
And I know now, that I'm so down
Your lipstick stain is a work of art
I got your name tattooed in an arrow heart
And I know now, that I'm so down
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You look so perfect standing there
In my American Apparel underwear
And I know now, that I'm so down (hey)
Your lipstick stain is a work of art (hey, hey)
I got your name tattooed in an arrow heart (hey, hey)
And I know now, that I'm so down (hey, hey)
Hey
By the end of the song, Jonathan and I are laughing so hard we can't breathe, and our throats are hoarse from shout-singing.
"Oh my God, that song has the stupidest lyrics!" Jon laughs.
"Yeah, but it's good! And stupidest isn't a word, idiot," I joke.
"Whatever, Clare-bear," he reaches over to me and ruffles my hair.
"Hey! Watch the hair, bud!"
"Sorrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyy," he snickers.
I look out of the window and see a Starbucks, and make a sharp turn towards it. Jon shoots me a questioning glance before noticing it and muttering,
"Of course, you must fuel your addiction," to which I respond to my sticking out my tongue at him.
"What can I get you?" the girl behind the counter asks, staring at Jon.
"I'll have a grande Mocha Cookie Crumble Frappuccino (A/N: God, I love those things! Sorry, continue reading…), and she'll have a venti Iced Coffee," Jon says.
The girl looks over at me like she just noticed I'm there. "Do you want any milk or anything in it?" she asks.
"No thanks. Just black- like my soul," I say, earning a creepy look from the girl.
"Okayyyyyyyyy then… Well, I'll get those for you!" she says, and then continues talking to Jon as she makes our orders. She's obviously trying- and failing- to flirt with him.
The girl writes something on Jon's cup, then hands them to us.
"Have a great day!" she says, winking at my brother. Ew…
Jon reads what she wrote on his cup, and almost gags. I look at it and burst out laughing. On the line where they're supposed to write your name, she wrote Call me ;) followed by what must be her number.
Right before we walk out of the door, Jon turns back to her and says, "Sorry! I already have a girlfriend!" The girl's face turns 5 shades redder than a tomato, and she looks pissed.
"You don't have a girlfriend," I whisper, trying to contain my laughing.
"You don't say, Sherlock!" he says sarcastically, before getting into the car.
An hour later, as I walk out of Hollister (A/N: Just for the record, I actually hate Hollister, but it was the first store I thought of [and one of the most expensive I could think of] ) with $200 worth of clothes, I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. I don't know the number, but it's the local area code, so I pick up.
"Hello?..."
"Hello? Clary?"
"Officer Garroway?" I ask.
"Yup, it's me. I just wanted to ask if next Sunday would be an okay date for your mother and Valentine's funeral. When we have underage people such as yourself and your brother who lose their guardian or guardians, we take as a personal responsibility to plan a funeral," I feel a pang in my chest, and at the mention of a funeral, the realization fully sets in- my mom is dead.
"Oh, um, I think so…"
"Okay, thank you. I have your email address from the legal papers, so I'll contact you with more information within the next week," the officer tells me.
"Thanks," I say quietly.
"Don't mention it. And of course, you can invite anyone you want- friends, maybe a boyfriend?..."
"Oh, um, no. No boyfriend…" I say awkwardly.
"Oh. Well, I have to go, so see you on Sunday." And he hangs up.
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