Just Roomates.
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Chapter three: The Forbidden Mountains
Chapter songs
Helena Beats ~ Foster The People
Posters ~ Youth Lagoon
Jackie and Willson ~ Hozier
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"Get in loser, we're going shopping" Izzy pulled up to the stairs of the apartment.
I lowered my sunglasses with my handbag on my shoulder as I quickly paced down the steps.
"It's been a while" I smiled as I took a seat in her cute car.
"You can say that again babe, and that's why we're going to catch up on every single little detail in the next few hours" Izzy smiled. "Jace was right, you grew but-"
"But what?" I rose my eyebrows behind my sunglasses, due that I had an incapability to raise just the one.
"But you're still short" Izzy continued to drive down the street.
I rolled my eyes and continued to speak about our earlier discussion.
"Izzy it's not like we haven't talked, we just haven't seen each other recently" I corrected.
"It seems so" Izzy eyed my outfit.
"Hey!" I defended, "These clothes aren't bad, they're cute" I tried defending.
"They're fine it's just, they don't pop"
"Oh, just because not all my clothes have shimmering sparkles or glitter doesn't mean they aren't fashionable" I shook my head.
"You know Magnus wouldn't agree" Izzy countered.
Magnus was Alec Lightwood's boyfriend. I've met him a few times over Skype, whenever I'd been speaking with Izzy and he had passed by.
One time we even had a full conversation when Izzy left her computer open and it had been one of his spontaneous pass through the Lightwood residence, he had took a seat in front of the computer and started yapping away, he was very… interesting, and he grew on me.
"So how's 'Hotel Jonathans'? Get it because there's two Jonathan's?" Izzy smiled at her lame pun. It was funny because I always forget Jon and Jace have the same name, Jace is always called Jace and I never really think otherwise.
"Just dandy" I said sarcastically, "Let's see, in the past -what? Four days or so that I've been living there- Jace has walked in on me in the restroom about ten times now, because of that crap door knob. Which is funny, out of all door knobs, that one has to be crappy" I puffed out.
"I'm sure it's no coincidence" Izzy muttered.
"What?" I questioned.
"Nothing, so what do you need at the stores besides an entirely new wardrobe?"
I listed off the few things I still needed for my new room and the we were off to the department stores.
Once we were done buying the new furniture for my room, Izzy drove us to the mall where I tried on about six hundred different items of clothing.
"No, no, no. Izzy, there's a fine line between alluring and straight out slutty" I walked out of the fitting room in the day dress she demanded I tried on.
Izzy whistled two times, signaling that I looked good.
"Ha-ha, now give me back my clothes"
Izzy had taken my clothes from underneath the door, so I didn't have any other option but to come out in the store's clothes.
"Not until you buy it" Izzy smiled for the twentieth time she's made me buy something today.
"Izzy" I groaned.
"Come on along" she pulled me with her.
"Izzy I need to change into my normal clothes to buy the dress" I rolled my eyes.
"Fine" Izzy pushed the clothes at me.
When we were finally done buying everything on the list and a little extra, we went to get a bite to eat.
"So, what does your pretty little art school entail?" Izzy rose an eyebrow at me as we took a seat at the table, where we went for lunch.
"Well I guess it's up there on the ladder, it's a really great program, it helps with technique, and-" I started.
"As if you need any help with art, I've seen your stuff Morgenstern, it's a master piece" Izzy rose her eyebrows up and down.
"It's not the question of wether my arts good or not, it's your technique, and understanding the meaning of art-"
"And the art program looks good on paper, I get it" Izzy nodded with a understanding nod of her head.
Izzy and I chatted as we ate, and as soon as we were finished, we routed back home.
"These stairs are the worst" Izzy exclaimed as we carried bags twice our weight up the stairs.
"Tell me about it" I puffed and I wobbled up the stairs with various bags.
"Car, now" Izzy told Jace, who was slung on the couch beside Jonathan.
I set the piles of bags in front of my door, as Jace and Jon both looked to me.
"You heard her, get your lazy butts out the door" I rose my brows.
Both boys grunted as they stood up to head down stairs as Izzy and I started on my room.
When I say Izzy and I, I really just mean I. The most Izzy helped with is unloading half a bag due to her getting distracted at the buzz of her phone.
She sat there, examining her fingers while I was hanging decorations- which is funny, because when I looked at Izzy just sitting there while I do the heavy lifting, she reminded me of a certain brown eyed friend back home.
Gosh, they're perfect for each other. I thought as I mentally rolled my eyes.
"Okay, you guys are going to have to help with the dresser" Jon announced as he walked through the front door while Izzy and I grunted and rolled our eyes.
"Come on" Jon went out the door again as we followed him down the stairs.
Jace was working on taking the dresser out of the small car as Jon went to help him take it out.
When we got it halfway up the stairs, we ran into a complication.
The dresser was going to be a tight squeeze through the turn of the narrow stairs.
"Pivot! Pivot!" I smiled once we tried a few different positions.
I saw a smile transform on Jace's lips.
"I don't think it's going to pivot anymore" Jace said the next line of the ninety's sitcom.
"You think?!" Jon completed, when Izzy looked as if we were all speaking gibberish and we all let out small laughs, save Izzy.
"You guys are freaks" she rolled her eyes as we made it around the corner but we all just stopped as Izzy was the only one holding up the heavy dresser.
"You haven't watched Friends!?" We all looked stupefied towards Izzy.
"Friends?" She asked curiously.
"Friends- as in one of the most popular comedic TV shows in the nineties- Friends, the TV show nearly everyone in the universe knows about!" I looked Izzy straight in the eyes.
"It sounds familiar" Izzy shrugged her shoulders.
"You're watching it, since you're clearly here for the free food" I told her as we all picked up the dresser again and walked the remainder of the stairs.
Jace and Jon went to the park to practice some soccer before soccer practice tomorrow as I got my room decorated and put together. Izzy was sitting on the chair next to my bed watching Friends.
"How's Alec?" I asked as she finished another episode and I put up the last painted canvas.
"He's good, he plays on the same soccer team as your brother- and Jace" she added, "Magnus and him just bought an apartment together" Izzy said as she picked at her perfectly groomed nails.
"That's great! They're getting pretty serious then?" I suggested.
"Yeah, it's so cute. They're like perfect together" Izzy closed the computer as she started her gossip.
"I've been dragged to countless games, Magnus makes me wear their team's colors whenever we go to a game, but I look super sporty and cute whenever I go, so I guess it's worth it- and watching hot guys run and get sweaty-" Izzy continued.
"You do realize both your brothers are on that team?"
"So is yours" Izzy smirked as she rose an eyebrow, when I pretended to puke.
"No, but seriously- you should see their team, they're a panty dropper, especially this one kid, Sebastian Verlac, whoo" Izzy spoke as if just speaking of the team was getting her hot and dizzy.
"I think that's enough for you, how's your parents?" I said changing the direction completely as I saw Izzy's face sour in the subject change.
"They're cool I guess, my mom is doing a lot of charity work this year" Izzy shrugged and I nodded.
She opened her computer and continued where she left off in the previous Friends episode as I unpacked bag after bag.
"We're back" Jon sang from the doorway, interrupting our conversation.
"And we brought food" Jace added.
Izzy and I dashed out of my room when we heard Jace's comment.
We all set the table, Jace opened containers of Chinese food in the middle of the table as Jon got us all water and I placed the plates as Izzy dealt with silver wear and napkins.
We all took a seat at the small table Izzy next to me and Jace across, next to Jon.
"When will we be able to see this art of yours?" Jon said as we served our selves"
"Never" I smiled as I served myself.
"C'mon Morgestern, you'll show all the people in your fancy art school but we can't even get a small preview?" Jace questioned.
"And why do you care?" I asked trying to hide the shock that ran through me, that Jace actually cared about seeing my art.
"Why not?" Jace shrugged his shoulders, "Last time I saw you, you were drawing with colored pencils and normal paper, I don't remember them being that bad." Jace smirked as I was about to hit him with something- but there was nothing to hit him with, unless I wanted to throw orange chicken at him- but that was too valuable to waste on Jace- there is the white rice though, there's like three containers of that- but to clean up the mess.
I settled with a glare.
"Fine, then what schools are you applying to?" Jace shocking me again with his curiosity.
"The Heatherley School of Fine Arts in London, the NYU arts arts program, and some other small schools for backups, that aren't really my top choices" I said as I bit into orange chicken.
"Which school would you rather go to? Heatherley or NYU?" Jace asked.
"Well they're both terrific schools but London is just such a big opportunity- and so is NYU- but London is so different from anywhere I've been" I smiled.
"NYU has a great campus" Jon started, "And you're favorite brother, might I add"
"That is one of the downsides of NYU" I shook my head.
"Well maybe I could make up for it, because- hey another Jonathan attending NYU" Jace smiled.
"Make that two downsides"
"Well I applied" Izzy said.
"Two downsides and a upside" I rolled my eyes.
"Omg, if you go to NYU, we can be roommates!" Izzy announced.
"And leave the two best roommates she could ever have?" Jace questioned and Jon agreed.
"More like the two roommates who have it for each other" as Izzy pointed to the two blonds as I was hysterical and Jace scooted far from Jon.
"Awe, Jace come on. The chemistry's there- we have the history, and I feel like we've only grown closer over the past two years" Jon looked longingly into Jace's eyes.
"Sorry, I got a thing for redheads" Jace shrugged as he threw a wink at me,
"Oh yes, because all blonds the you've flirted with clearly backs up your statement" I said as I rolled my eyes as he opened his mouth.
"It's one thing to deny my feelings, but to lie to me- I can't accept it" my brother intervened before Jace had the chance to speak.
"There are many fish in the sea, Jon-" Jace started as Jon started laughing as did Jace.
When I was reaching for the last piece of chicken in the container, so did Jace.
I battled Jace with my eyes as he coolly smirked back, both our forks pulling at the chicken.
"Let go of the chicken Jace" I said as I held my eyes to his snigger golden flecks.
"Why should you get the last piece?"
"Because I want it"
"Well I want it too" Jace battled.
"I want it more" I shot back.
"I beg to differ"
"Just split the stupid chicken!" Izzy beamed.
"I'll cut it" I proclaimed.
"If you cut I choose" Jace said.
"Fine" I said as I cut the chicken as evenly as I could.
"I want that one" Jace pointed and we both ate our chicken.
"Max is dying to see you" Izzy told me as she scooped up a spoonful of rice.
"He's always had quite the crush on Clary" Jace said before I could answer.
"He wants to marry you in the forbidden mountains of Hawaii- is that even a real place?" Jace asked.
"Who knows, but it sounds more romantic than anything you could conjure up in that head of yours" I sneered, having a instinct to protect Max, even if it was his feelings towards me.
"I can be romantic" Jace winked in my direction as Izzy and I both pretended to puke at the same time, and Jon pushed Jace's shoulder.
I stood up, picking up most of the containers and some of the plates as I walked to the kitchen where I could throw away the empty containers.
I started to rinse off plates when Jace came with the other two and more silver wear.
"Wow, I didn't know you could pick up anything that didn't have two boobs and a-" I started.
"Very funny." Jace nudged me to the other side of the sink, "I wash, you dry"
"Fine" I puffed and he handed me the first plate.
Once we got in the system of washing dishes- and Jace only threatening to spray me with the sink water once, because I whipped out the towel- we finished pretty quickly.
Jace started to walk away from the sink as I grasped at his pulled up sleeve.
He turned to me, a clear look of surprise written on his face, but quickly washed away.
"Thank you" I started before he could open his big mouth and make a snide comment, "-thank you for helping with the dishes, even though you didn't have to, and for being as- accepting as you have with my stay, because it's your house as much it is Jonathan's"
"Well I mean he pays the bigger half of the rent-"
"Shut up and just take the compliment-"
"What's got you so nice anyway?" Jace eyed me and I fidgeted slightly under his gaze.
"What? Can I not be nice to you?" I rose both my eyebrows.
"What do you want?" He questioned in a whisper, though more so for him- trying to put a finger on what I need.
"You're unbelievable, I just want to place good foot forward, and hopefully we can be friends-"
"My car!" Jace snapped his fingers, genuinely pleased with himself.
Crap.
I knew I had to be nice to him this whole weekend but I sorta saved it for the last minute, well I guess this is the price you pay for being a procrastinator.
"Jace please" I tried as he looked down at me with a single eyebrow raised, amused of how I was going to attempt and fail at getting him to agree.
"I know you don't trust me with your car- or anybody in that matter, but I feel like this would be a good exercise" I nodded my head, "And why not let it be someone who you care very deeply for's little sister?"
"You're going to have to try a lot harder than that"
"Come on"
"Tell you what, I'll sleep on it, and get back to you tomorrow morning"
"Jace!"
"Sleep well Clary dear" Jace walked down to his room as I slumped against the counter.
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I'm so sorry guys! I've been so busy! It was just my birthday and school started and homework is a pain.
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