Paparazzi

chapter 8

Shopping trip and unsolved questions

A/n: This chapter is short and to be honest, it sucks. I wasn't really inspired and couldn't think of anything, but decided to get a chapter out. Don't worry, I got the plot, just don't want to race into it. Next chapter's gonna involve Jace,so keep reading. BIG event next chapter...Also, try my story I'd love you if I could, and one-shot, Speak now or forever hold your Peace.

Endorsing:

90mph too fast by kissingfire

love that one!

"Dying isn't when your heart siezes to beat, but when you can't find the pieces anymore."

Clary's POV

This morning, I slept in unsuccesfully,waking up to someone shaking me. I groaned and turned over, grabbing the blanket over my head.

"Come on Clary, you gotta get up." a familiar voice said. "Come on, we gotta go shopping today!" After that statement, I was certain it was Isabelle.

"What do you want?" I mumbled from under the blanket.

"Get up! It's 11:30, we gotta get there before 12 or the sale will end!" She exclaimed excitedly. I shot up when she said 11:30. I had never slept in so late before. I guess thats what happens when you cry yourself to sleep.

"How'd you get in?" I squinted my eyes suspiciously, or maybe it was my eyes trying to get used to the light.

"Your mom let me in."

"I thought I told her to let me sleep in today." I whined.

"Too bad, now get up, we gotta hurry" She said, pulling me up. I put my hands up in surrender and started to get up.

"Isn't this fun?" She squealed enthusiastically.

I tried to smile and said," Yeah great" in the most cheerful voice I could. Then, I heard a gasp.

"OMG, I loooooovvvee this store!" She said making love sound like 4 syllables. She pulled me in before I could see which store I was going in.

Izzy held up a bright yellow tank, "hmm, this is cute but I think it's too...too crossing guardish." Then she said something else, but it all sounded like a mumble. I sat on the small bench near the dressing room.

After about 40 minutes of Isabelle's constant chattering, she came back with a huge pile of clothes, almost over her head. She put them down and to my surprise, grabbed half and piled it into my arms.

"Here you go, now go try them on." She gestured to the fitting room.

I came out wearing a purple ruffled shirt with no sleeves, black necklace, and black skinny jeans. I also had on black leather jacket, and reluctantly, heels. When I looked in the mirror, I had to admit, I looked pretty good. Izzy examined me, and made a swirling motion with her hand, gesturing me to turn around. I rolled my eyes and did. She then nodded her head approvingly.

"You look ah-mazing" She finally said. "You should totally get it."

"Um Izzy? How am I supposed to pay for all this?"

"No silly, I'm paying,"She waved her hands like it was no big deal.

"But Izzy, this is like over a hundred bucks." I gestured to the clothes I still had on.

"Consider it a gift"

"Iz-"

"Don't Iz me, now go change out of it so I can pay." She demanded with a smirk evident on her face. I sighed and stomped back in the dressing room closing the purple curtain behind me.

We sat at the food court. Izzy was eating her salad and looking around excitedly, probably planning where we were going to go next. I looked at my untouched salad and stared back at the ceiling.

She put down her fork and stared at me,"Ok Clary, what's wrong?And don't say nothing"she added.

"What do you know about Aline Penhallow?" I asked looking down.

"Other than she's a bitch, why?" she asked.

"Just curious," I lied, but by the look of her face, she wasn't believing it, but went on and told me about her anyway.

"Well, she likes pink, no hot pink, and is starring in Caught (just made it up, sounds like an action name) as the female lead role. Oh right, Jace is in that movie too as the-, oh right her love interest." she paused and made a face,"likes wearing flashy stuff, oh and can you believe she wore a neon pink dress on the red carpet? Hilarious, front page of a million magazines! Terrible taste, um long black hair, but you knew that already."

"Wait-wait Izzy, I don't mean like that. I mean what do you know know about her." I hoped she caught on without me having to explain myself. Eventually, after a minute of silence, she did.

"Oh, well why didn't you say so? Anyway, she has been to my house once, only because the directors were at our house for a meeting. She kept giving me dirty glances. She is a total drama queen. She hates my guts, I hate her guts."

"Aren't her and Jace dating?" I asked in a small voice.

She didn't seem to notice and said between laughs, "You- th-ink- Ja-Jace is -dating-A-Aline?" When she sobered up enough, she said" I can't believe you thought that, he hates her guts as much as I only reason why he's doing this movie is to get more publicity. Where'd you hear that anyway?"

"In a magazine." I replied guiltily.

"You can't trust those things, thats why I don't read them. They're all full of lies." After a while she said "Ok, well now that we've got that cleared up, lets go shall we?"

I nodded, and followed her, my hands full of bags. I walked slowly, but my heart was racing, and my head was filled with unsolved questions, I could almost see gears turning at the speed of light. Maybe that's what they'll always be, unsolved.

"Clary, hurry up" a voice in the distance called. I raced ahead, but my mind was still thinking of one word. One word that echoed in my brain.

unsolved