Just Roommates
Chapter Four: Sick Pizza
Chapter songs
Black Widow ~ Cage The Elephant
Apartment ~ Young The Giant
Shades of Cool ~ Lana Del Bay
Salad Days ~ Mac Demarco
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I sped up the stairs to the main lobby, after parking the fancy little car that Jace so grudgingly let me borrow, after an hour of convincing on my part.
I entered the lobby debating which door led to the correct hall, left or right.
With only a few seconds to decide, I sprinted toward the right door and awkwardly clambered my way through the narrow stairs with my art bag propped on my shoulder.
As I was about to enter, I tried not to think of the lingering eyes that would size me up as I entered the door.
God I hated being late.
I entered the classroom and just like I imagined, all eyes were on me- especially Mrs. Penhallow.
"Mrs. Morgenstern?" Mrs. Penhallow asked behind her thick glasses.
"Yes" I barely whispered.
"Take a seat next to Ms. Roberts- in the back row" she said as I started my way back, almost knocking a girl out with my art bag.
I took a seat and set my bag on the table, "And Mrs. Morgenstern?" The teacher called out.
"Yes?" I answered back shyly.
"Try not to make this a habit" she said sternly as she turned her attention back to the board.
"What a bitch"
I turned to the girl next to me as I felt a smile on my face, and a new liking for the girl with dark wavy locks and tanned skin.
"I'm Maya" She stuck her hand out.
"Clary" I smiled as I grabbed her hand and shook it.
"Ms. Roberts, do you want to sit in the front of the class?" The older lady in heavy make up called back again.
"Nah, I like it back here"
"Then you better keep you mouth shut"
"It's like she treats this place like an actual school" Maya muttered.
"Isn't this supposed to be fun!?" I asked Maya shockingly.
"Seeing as she's taught this past twenty minutes- she hasn't her the word 'fun' in the past century" Maya confirmed.
"Clearly" I puffed, and we directed our attention to the front, where the teacher was explaining the basics of art.
"So for tonight's project, I want you guys to interpret a tree on paper-or a canvas, whatever you prefer"
"Interpret a tree?" A few people asked stupefied.
"Imagine the world with out trees, now see the world as it is- barring trees. What do they contribute to our lives?"
"Air" a student called out.
"Oxygen, yes. Which we could not live without, draw life- draw people living- insects, animals, whatever you'd like"
"And we were suppose to get that all out of 'interpret a tree'" I rolled my eyes.
"Do you understand the lesson Mrs. Morgenstern?" Mrs. Penhallow picked up on my chatter.
"Yes, Ms. Penhallow" I said after a quick mutter under my breath.
"Okay, so everyone take out a canvas and get to work, sketch it out and I will try to lead you the right way. Let's get started"
I pulled out scrap paper along with a canvas so I could start sketching out the assignment.
Lines branched out from my pencil as I drew the connecting lines of the tree, within the hour I transferred my sketch on to the canvas with paints.
I made sure to make all the small details on the light green leaves of the small tree.
"Okay, thank you all for coming in today, I shall see you this Wednesday, and that's when this assignment should be completed, and turned in. Have a good day" Ms. Penhallow announced.
"How's yours turning out?" Maya turned to my painting and froze.
"Woah, Morgenstern. You're serious about this stuff" Maya continued to look at my art as I looked at her so far stick figure tree.
"Kind of" I joked.
"I'm sure you could teach this whole class better than that hag" Maya muttered.
"I don't know, Ms. Penhallow has prominent hand gestures that I don't think I could pull off"
Maya laughed as we packed up our bags and started down the stairs.
"See you Wednesday" I smiled as we got to the front door.
"If I don't drive myself mad with this painting, then yes I'll see you Wednesday" Maya smiled.
I went to Jace's car when I realized I forgot the keys upstairs, along with my handbag.
I walked back into the classroom once I reached the top of the stairs, walking to the desk I was sat at, as Ms. Penhallow was packing up her work bag.
"Ms. Morgenstern" she said with a nod.
"Sorry, I just forgot my bag"
"That's fine, I'll see you Wednesday, on time" she said with some flair.
"I know, I'm sorry it's just that I recently moved here, and I had to borrow my brother's best friend's car and I didn't-"
"I don't like excuses, for the reason that excuses become habits" Ms. Penhallow.
"It won't happen again" I said as I walk to the door.
"Walk your talk Ms. Morgenstern"
I walked to Jace's car setting my supplies in the back.
Once I sat in the car, I could smell the sent of Jace, mint and lemons.
I sped all the way home, only making two wrong turns- with out a gps.
I walked up the never ending stairs with the bags on my shoulder and set them down on the counter as I walked through the door.
I picked up the remote from the corner table and clicked on the tv before I threw the remote back on the couch. I went to the table to make a snack also known as pouring a bag of chips in a bowl- heck who needed a bowl? It just created more work.
I sat down and scrolled through the channels and found one of my favorite movies playing on cable.
I bobbed my head to the music in the movie as I ate my chips.
After almost an hour of the movie, I heard the front door open and the hoots of Jace and Jon.
"Scoot it Red" Jace plopped down closer to me than I liked.
Before I could move my hand, Jace snatch the remote off my blanketed lap.
"Jace! No this is the good part! Sam and Charlie are about to kiss!" I reached over Jace to try to grab the remote, but he moved his hand too quick.
"No way, Europe is playing against the Netherlands" Jace started clicking through the channels.
"Jace!" I reached over too far once I was on my knees, falling against Jace so I was straddling his lap.
"You know Clary, there are less obvious ways of trying to get on top of me, though I do give you credit for the creativity. But to avoid all the work all you have to do next time is ask" Jace winked.
"I would never want to be on top of you. Ever. And especially not while your sweaty" I indicated to his sweaty shirt from practice.
"Well I don't see you getting off" he smirked as he put a hand on my hip, "but please, be my guest"
"You're such a pig" I pushed off him to the other side of the couch as Jon exited the bathroom.
"What's going on here?" Jon asked.
"Your sister is attempting and failing at trying to hide her sexual attraction toward me" Jace said as I followed with "Your best friend
is an asshat"
"Jace back off my sister, Clary don't egg him on" he said as he plopped down between us as Jace successfully reached the soccer channel he was looking for.
"Gosh, we already missed a quarter of the game" Jon exclaimed.
"What ever will we do?" I rolled my eyes.
"But Europe's in the lead, it's okay" Jace went on ignoring me.
"I think the Netherlands will win" I crossed my arms.
"Is that so?" Jon turned to me.
"Willing to make a bet on that?" Jace sprung up a brow.
I looked at the score three to zero, what do I have to lose?
"Sure, but I make the terms" I rose both my brows.
"Fine, what'll it be Morgenstern?" Jace smirked.
"If I win I always get first choice with the remote, and vise versa" I challenged.
"You're on" Jace declared.
"Woah, woah- I'm not sure-" Jon started.
"A bet's a bet" I stuck my hand out to Jon.
"Fine" he did the famous Morgenstern eye roll as he shook my hand.
Jace had his hand stuck out and now it was my turn to roll my eyes. I stuck my hand in his reluctantly as I felt a soft warmth brush my hand.
I looked over to see Jace's lips against my hands as he smiled up at me.
I snatched my hand and crossed my arms.
"Will you tell your friend to knock it off?" I asked Jon.
"Will you tell your sister to stop fighting the feeling-"
"You're unbelievable" I stood up to make a sandwich.
"Are you making food? Can you make me some food?" Jon asked.
"Me too?" Jace asked from the couch.
"You guys handle dinner then" I said as I got the bread off the top of the fridge with a little hop.
"Fine, there should be a stool under the sink if you need one shorty" Jon announced.
I'll be more than positive to spit in his sandwich- why not Jace's too while I'm at it.
Once I finished with the sandwiches, I handed them out as the boy started plowing through them before I could even get through my second bite.
"Can you make another?" Jon asked signaling to his empty plate.
"There's salami in the fridge and bread, have fun" I took another bite of my sandwich.
So apparently the "soccer games" are long- like hours long.
I think at one point Jon had to shake me awake, but regardless the Netherlands won the game, ended up with three points on Europe.
"And with that, I believe this belongs to me" I snatched the remote and turned the channel.
"I'm taking a shower" Jace announced this unnecessary information as he went towards the bathroom.
"Have a blast" I said as I settled on a channel.
"What do you feel like for dinner?" Jon threw an arm over my shoulder.
"Anything really. What are you thinking?"
"It's a secret, but don't worry, you'll love it" Jon smiled.
"Just tell me" I crossed my arms.
"You'll just have to wait, you know they say patience is virtue"
"Screw off" I stuck my tongue out as my phone shrilled in my pocket.
I dug out my phone from my back pocket and answered my mom's phone call.
"Hey mom"
"Hi Clary, how is it out there?"
"It's good, I had my first art class today- it was alright" I shrugged my shoulder.
"Oh yeah, how was that?" Jon looked over at me.
"Not the time" I whispered as I put a hand over the mouth piece.
"Just alright?" My mom asked .
"Yeah, the teacher is kind of a-" I thought of an appropriate word "-a witch"
"I see, is she at least a decent teacher?"
"Just teaching the basics so far"
"Of course, but how are you liking New York? Have you had any pizza yet?"
"No I haven't had pizza yet, your son hasn't had the decency to show me the right places to get pizza" I looked over at Jon.
"Speaking of your brother, is he around?"
"I guess" I handed the phone to Jon.
"Hey mom… yeah your favorite child" Jon smiled at me as I smacked his shoulder.
I sat inspecting my nails as Jon continued his chat with our mom.
A few minutes later Jon finished with the call and told me that we were going out to dinner because he didn't feel like cooking.
I walked into my room to get changed into non-paint stained clothes.
Once I was completely dressed, both boys were showered and dressed.
"Let's skedaddle" Jon said.
"Skedaddle, what are you? Fifty?" Jace asked as I thought about the same thing.
"Whatever" Jon rolled his eye as he locked the door and we headed down the stairs.
Jace and I quickly made our way down the stairs, making our way to Jon's car.
"Shotgun!" We said at the same time.
I glared at him as he smiled, "There's no way you're getting the passenger seat Red"
"Oh yeah?" I dared.
"Yeah"
"Rock, paper, scissors?" I asked.
"No-"
"Whoever wins this round gets to ride front there, whoever loses gets front on the way back" Jon talked to us as children.
On the third round, both of us tied, Jace's hand wrapped over mine.
I was paper, and he was a stupid rock, and he won.
I snatched my hand out of his warm one, and looked up to his smiling features.
He opened my car door mockingly as I grudgingly got in the back seat, and Jace got in front.
"Where are we going anyway?" I questioned once Jon pulled out of the parking garage.
"That place on Third-" Jace started, but got rudely interrupted by Jonathan's hand over his mouth.
"I already told you, it's a surprise" Jon finished calmly, but quickly pulled away a wet hand that Jace had licked.
"Aren't you guys suppose to be in college?"
"Why? You like the college boys shortstuff?" Jace smirked.
"No, it just seems your maturing rate seems awfully slow"
"Oh believe me, I'm all mature where it counts" Jace winked back to me as I felt a wave of nausea roll over me.
"Cut it out with all the innuendos" Jon looked deadly at Jace.
"How can I help myself-"
Jon cracked his knuckles as he glanced over Jace intently, and I stuck my tongue out.
"As you wish" Jace said, and with that, we reached the restaurant and waited in the short line of people as we waited to be seated.
I scanned the menu once we sat down, my eyes popping at the two hundred and eighteen dollar pizza for eight people.
It read 'If you and seven friends can finish this pizza in under two hours, you get your two hundred and eighteen dollars back with an additional thousand to take home.'
"Yeah, it's not hard to do, just bring the soccer team after practice- you can eat two of those in an hour" Jace noticed me scanning the section.
My eyes widened at the huge pizza that was listed next to the segment.
It could feed the entire restaurant- which was pretty packed.
"Really? So where's the thousand dollars?" I smiled.
"Long gone" Jace smirked.
The menu went on for ages, varying in thin crust, regular crust, cheese stuffed crust, thick crust, and whatever other crusts they had to offer.
"You should try the sausage supreme thick crust" Jace said, "that's what I'm getting"
"Well if I remember correctly, you've never had the best taste" I paused, turning my attention "What are you getting Jon?"
"Normally I would agree where Jace's taste seems to fall poor-but this is a delicious pizza. It's what I'm getting too" Jon shrugged.
"Fine, then we should get a big pizza to share then" I suggested.
"Sounds like a plan" Jon smiled down at me.
Once the waitress came to take our order, we were ready, and twenty five minutes after that we still didn't have our pizza.
"I'm going to die of starvation" Jace tapped the table continuously.
"Oh really? I'm going to die of hearing constant complaining" I eyed Jace.
"I haven't ate in hours! What do you expect?" Jace asked.
"You could act your age, and if you need an example, just look at your good friend Jon" I said you notice the excitement in his shoulders when a new waitress would come with a hot new pizza, then watch them slack as they headed to a different table.
Jace rolled his eyes as he continued to tap the table.
After another five minutes the pizza arrived and set on the table.
"Be careful, it's still hot" the waitress warned but Jace already started grabbing his slice.
"Ow!" Jace muttered, along with a few other cuss words as he burned his tongue on the pizza.
"Still worth it" Jace said around the pizza, as he realized we were both staring at him.
Jon and I got our pizza and waited a respectful amount of time for it to cool off.
Once I took a bite, it was like heaven exploded in my mouth.
Both Jon's and Jace's eyes were on me, intense with curiosity.
"So how do you like it?" Jon asked.
"The flavor of sausage seeps into your mouth, with the soft combination of cheese and tomato, the basil adds a fresh flavor- and the crust, don't even get me started, it's like a nice crunchy, buttery layer of crust that melts in your mouth" I paused, "It's delicious"
They both cheered and I tried to get another big bite in.
We spent most of the night eating the sausage pizza, talking, and getting sick off of pizza.
It was actually pretty fun.
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Sorry guys it took long.
And this chapter was just a filler.
BUT THANK YOU BOOTIES for all the support love you guys!
What's your favorite pizza? :)
Kisses.