Chapter 2:
I can't open my eyes. I can't feel, all I can do is hear. I'm surrounded by darkness; if it wasn't for the low murmurs I'd think that I was alone. Who was talking? Was it Jono? No, that isn't his voice.
"...lucky you found her."
"Any later and she would have died. Be careful what you say she may be able to hear." I was so tired, my body was beginning to feel again. It felt like my body had pins and needles. I clenched and unclenched my fist, trying to get all the feeling back.
"...moving. We'll have to keep her for questioning. I haven't seen or heard of her before. The girl needs rest, leave her be. But..." the male voice whispered something to quietly for me to hear but I heard the door open, footsteps leave and the door close. I felt for my phone, relieved when I found they hadn't taken it. I forced my eyes open and looked at the screen. Four messages, all Jonathan. I pressed call and put the phone to my ear.
"Clary? Where the hell are you!" He sounded worried and a little angry.
"Jono, look, I was walking down an alley when- well- it happened... Look I'll come and meet you."
"Okay. You got a lot of explaining to do. Meet me at the park. Hour tops. Bye." With that he hung up on me. Wanker, I slowly tried to sit up, a soaring pain shot up my side. I whimpered and got my stele out of my sheath. I closed my eyes and thought of a strong rune to create. Once I had the picture I began to draw on myself. I instantly felt a bit better, but I would still have to be careful. I walked over to the window and looked down. I was about three stories high, I can jump that. Even in my heels. The angel blood gives me that advantage.
The window was stiff to open, and after about five minutes of struggling it squeaked open about a centimetre. I groaned and raised my fist ready to break the glass.
"Ah ah. What do you think you're doing, red?" I dropped my fist and turned to see the blonde haired boy. He was gorgeous, everything golden. I glared at him and his arrogant grin. He stepped forward, I stepped back. Curse that humour in his eyes. "You know how high this level is, right? What's your name?"
"Clary." Simple. If only, I couldn't tell him about Jono or he's bound to want me to interrogate.
"Clary? Hmm... interesting. Well... Clary, tell me a bit about yourself." Oh Angel, this guy's annoying.
"Well, I'd love to stay and chat but I have plans. Goodbye." With that I turned broke the glass and launched myself out. The fall was amazing, I love the adrenaline. My landing was graceful and cat like. I looked up to see gold boy looking out with a curious expression, grinning I sprinted off toward the park.
Jonathan was waiting under a massive oak tree. His stance showed his pissed off attitude.
"Look, I'm really sorry. I-I was walking down an alley and I got s-shot. Okay? I ended up and this institution I haven't been in before and... And... Jono?" He stood, staring at me. "What?" He smacked my cheek. "WHAT THE HELL JONATHAN!"
"You stupid, stupid girl. I don't want to see you right now. Go." Anger welled up in my chest and I slapped him. He grabbed my small hands in one of his big ones about to hit me with his other hand when he got pushed. I looked over and saw gold boy snarling words at Jono. I walked over, pushed goldie away from him and said to Jonathan a simple bye before walking off.
My alarm started ringing that annoyingly cheery tune and I dragged myself out of bed. Uh, school. After washing my face and brushing my teeth I put on my uniform. I had to wear a skirt (which I wear as short as possible without flashing), a plain white blouse and some black knee high socks. I put on a little bit of make up and run down stairs to grab my bag and an apple.
First I had maths with Simon, should be fun. I walked in and saw that there was a new seating plan. Oh, I wasn't next to Simon and saw him stuck with some idiot. I held up a finger to say one second and walked over to the teacher. When I reached him I leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"Sir, I really would like to sit with Simon. I mean, I'm a good girl in classes. Surely I should be able to sit with whoever I want, right? Pretty please." I could tell the teacher was arguing with himself but soon he looked at me.
"I'm sorry, Clary. There's a new boy today and you have been chosen to show him around. But you can sit as a three if you like?" I wondered who the new kid was, oh well.
"That would be great, thank you." I walked to the back of the class and sat in the middle of three chairs. Simon was called over to Sir and was soon walking over to sit next to me.
"Well done, Fray. How could I doubt your talents! How you been?" I liked Simon, he's always been there, he's always supportive.
"Haha, I'm okay thanks, how 'bout you?" He smiled and said a yeah I'm good. Then the door opened and gold boy walked in!
"Class this is Jace Lightwood. He's just joined today so could you make him feel very welcome." There was a flurry of girls touching their hair or giggling or sighing. "Jace, Clary is going to show you around and help you with anything. She's over there, that's where you'll be sitting." Jace made his way over- stares off of girls following him- and sat next to me.
"We meet again. Are you okay now? Feel free to thank me for saving you from that idiot." I rolled my eyes and sat up straighter crossing my legs.
"That 'idiot' was my brother. You shouldn't have got involved." I knew Simon was listening to our convocation and knew I'd be questioned by him later.
"Clary, we need to talk. Alone." Jace glanced over to Simon who was suddenly very interested in his pen. I raised my hand.
"Sir, Jace is feeling a bit overwhelmed. Can I show him around the school and show him it's not so bad?" I saw Jace trying not to burst out laughing.
"Erm... Well- I suppose. Come and see me at break, Clary." I grabbed my stuff and started to the door, Jace following.
"How did you jump from that height? Who are you?" I laughed humourlessly.
"I'm your worst nightmare." I turned to have him very close. "Personal space, heard of it?" I pushed his chest and he went back a step.
"Clary, I need some answers. It's important." I looked at him sharply.
"Important for whom? The Clave? Hodge? Back off, Jace. Or watch your back." I turned and strutted off down the corridor.
"How do you know Hodge? CLARY! Wait." He was jogging at my side, his blonde hair bouncing slightly. "Why are you so...distant?" I stopped abruptly.
"Because you can't trust anyone. You trust them and they throw it in your face. I can't tell you who I really am." I looked down and mumbled "even if I want to."
"Why not? Can't be that bad! You can trust you know. I trust you." I looked at him sadly, if only he knew.
"Then that's your first mistake." I turned to go only to be face to face with the dark haired boy.
"See, she's feisty. I told you the 'you can trust me' thing wouldn't work. Alec, you owe me a fiver. Now, who are you?" I laughed and jumped over Alec and ran out the doors. A girl stepped out and flicked a whip at me, I dodged it and carried on running. That was until I saw Father and Jonathan standing on the other side of the road. Someone ran into my back but I didn't turn to see who. I kept my eye contact locked with Fathers'.
"Given up already, red? Good idea, though I was enjoying myself." I could hear Jace rambling on but didn't listen to what he was saying. My knees went weak but a hand caught my arm and held me up. I pushed away and headed to the last two people in my family, but the two people I hate. "Who is that? Who's your brother with? Wait a second... is that Valentine Morgenstern!"
"Clarissa, you look like a slut."
"Ever the charmer, Dad. Jonathan you could arrange a family meeting around all the beatings you do? How brilliant." Jonathan snarled and went to attack me but Father grabbed him and murmured 'don't except her bait' over and over again. "Yes Father, gain some control on your animal of a son."
I stepped closer so I was right in front of Father.
"This is for Mum. Kakabel" I said as I drove my seraph blade through his heart. Taking my blade back, I ran. With Jace, Alec and the girl on my tail.