Chapter Eight: Bets
Chapter Songs
Going Gets Tough ~ The Growlers
Drag~ Day Wave
Are You Gonna Be My Girl ~ Jet
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"In a hurry?" Mia asked as I tapped my pencil obnoxiously as I stared at the clock.
"I was running late so I didn't have time for breakfast, so I'm kinda starving" I told in a hushed tone as art droned by.
"Don't call me a hero or anything, but I have bar if you want" Mia said.
I would be lying if I said my heart didn't melt a little bit.
"I love you, I love you, I love you" I said as Mia handed me the bar.
After getting called out more than a few times in class, Mia and I learned to keep it down.
"So do you have any plans for the rest of the week?" Mia asked since we don't have art class for the remainder of the week.
"Not really, except for staying in with my brothers annoying best friend" I rolled my eyes.
"Tell me about it, Jordan wants to hang out with all his soccer buddies tonight, they're all such boys" Mia sighed.
Jordan was her boyfriend and they had their ups and downs, so she's said is the past few classes.
"Well if you want, my friend and I are getting together tonight- although I have no clue what we're doing and I'm pretty sure whatever it is, it won't be pretty" I gave a sheepish smile.
"No, it's fine. Jordan really wants me to go for some reason but fingers crossed plans get canceled.
"Maya and Clary" Our instructor called out.
So maybe we weren't as quiet as we thought.
We both smiled and shut our mouth.
Once the class was over- which felt like forever, I was met with a pretty convertible.
"Get in loser" Izzy pulled her sunglasses up and winked at me.
I set my art bag and over night bag in the back seat.
"So now will you tell me what we're doing tonight?" I inquired.
"Nope" Izzy popped the p.
"Izzy!" I whined.
"Do you want that pretty art kit for your birthday?" Izzy rose a brow.
I huffed and shut my mouth, even though my birthday was months away.
All the way home Izzy chatted about a cute boy she saw at her mom's charity.
"My mom has another charity tomorrow in Brooklyn, she's dragging me down, Alec and Jace got out of it" Izzy rolled her eyes as she pulled into he garage.
"I thought you would be excited, wouldn't you see charity cutie?" I asked.
"No, this one is for old people" Izzy sounded exasperated.
"Glad you care about the elderly" We walked into the house.
"It's not that, it's just all they do is tell me how pretty I am" Izzy went on.
"Oh the horror" I put a hand on my chest.
"That's not what I mean, it's just they ask me about my future and they're just not our age!" Izzy bickered.
"Well just-" I got cut off with a beaming Max.
"Clary! Clary! Clary!" Max jumped over to me and gave a bone crushing hug.
"Well hi there Max" I patted his head.
"I've missed you so much! I got new comics did I tell you!? I got the coolest ones come and see" Max started pulling my hand towards the stairs.
"Hey she's my friend!" Izzy pulled my other hand towards her.
"Well she wants to hang out with me" Max tugged harder.
"Nuh-huh" Izzy furrowed her eyebrows.
"As much as I love how maturely you guys are handling this situation, it would be nice if I could have my arms again" I said.
"Who do you want to hang out with Clary?" They both ignored my plea.
"Clary, darling" Maryse walked to me in one of her house gowns.
She walked towards me, and I received yet another bone crushing hug.
"How have you been?" Maryse asked.
"Well, and yourself?" I asked with a slight smile.
"I actually-" Mayrse started.
"What do people not get about 'my', she's my friend" Izzy announced.
"Izzy always the drama queen. I'll make you guys some lunch" Maryse announced as Iz dragged me to her room.
On the way there I barely got to absorb the house- which would be hard enough even if I had a days worth of time.
The house was huge.
We passed numerous doors when we finally made it to Izzy's room.
"Welcome" Izzy opened the door to her pink fuzzy room.
It was also quite messy, clothes strung about and her make and jewelry sprawled out on her desk.
"Sorry- not sorry for the mess Izzy shrugged and plopped down to her unmade bed, I followed in suit.
"I wanna to take a nap" I snuggled into the duvet.
"No time for napping! Plus you'll get your hair all messed up!" Izzy pulled me up into a sitting position.
"Iz-"
"Take a shower it'll wake you up, you can even use my pretty soaps" Iz winked at me.
"Oh thank you" I said sarcastically.
But I wasn't going to turn down the offer. The previous night I had stayed up late watching tv, and woke up late, therefore no time for a shower.
"Maybe then it will get rid of your stench" Izzy called out as I walked into her bathroom.
I rolled my eyes, even though she couldn't see me, I decided to be the bigger person- after I flipped her off.
I entered the intoxicatingly pink bathroom. I stripped out of my paint stained clothes and hopped into the shower.
I let the hot beads soak my hair and scrubbed Izzy's pretty shampoo in my hair.
After going through the whole routine, I hopped out the shower and grabbed the purple tower on the counter.
Once I dried off I looked for my discarded clothes from earlier but they were no where to be found.
There was only a pair of leather pants and a white crop top.
I strutted out of the bathroom with the tight pants and small shirt.
"Would you like to explain what this is?" I said, with my towel wrapped firmly around me.
"Do you like?" Izzy rose an eye from the bed, where she was laying down.
"No! I do not like!" I dropped the clothes on the bed which caused Izzy to sit up.
"Come on! Just wear it" Izzy said.
"No way! I still have my dignity!" I exclaimed.
"Pretty please" Izzy frowned.
"Just try it on!" Izzy said before I could decline.
I thought of what Jace said- the stubborn thing, I took the outfit and went straight to the bathroom.
After a little struggling with the pants I got them on and slid the cotton crop top on.
I walked out and Izzy gave a low whistle.
"One thing, I get to make few adjustments" I rose both my brows before turning to her closet.
Bingo.
I slid on the thin black windbreaker and grabbed a pair of black and white sneakers,
pushing aside the heels she planned for me to wear.
"Hey-"
"Take it or leave it" I said with a smirk.
Izzy huffed, but didn't decline.
"See compromise. Was it that bad?"
"Excruciating" Izzy responded as she picked a similar outfit from her closet.
"Okay make up time" Izzy walked to the vanity.
"No-"
"Just mascara and lipstick. Compromise." Izzy threw my words back at me.
I slumped down in the chair in front of Izzy and she worked her magic.
"Done" Izzy said after a few layers of lipstick and a swatch or two of mascara, and I guess cleaning something on my eyelids.
I looked in the mirror and I saw eyeliner on my eyes.
"Hey! You lied"
Izzy shrugged.
I threw a pillow at her as she got ready.
After she did all her make up- which didn't take her that long because of all her practice. It was her out fit that she kept debating.
She pinned up parts of her hair and then came over to me.
"I want to try something" She pulled my curls on the top of my head and tied it up.
"Let's get hopping" Izzy grabbed her black purse and hopped along.
As I turned I got a glimpse of my reflection.
Hey not bad.
The excruciating tight pants hugged at the few curves I had and whole outfit matched, my make up even went well.
I scurried down the hallway and down the stairs trying not to get lost.
"Izzy!" I whisper shouted.
Oh gosh I thing I'm lost. Was I supposed to got right or left? I continued down the stairs to enter a huge ballroom.
"What?" I stared in awe.
The entire room was laced with elegance and grace. The art work on the ceiling could have me speechless for weeks.
"Clary!" I heard a young voice call.
Max ran to me with a hug and I patted his back.
"Hey Max, any chance you know how to get out of here?" I asked with my eyebrows raised.
Max nodded eagerly and tugged my hands back up the stairs- again.
No wonder the Lightwoods are in great shape.
We made a few turns and then we were at the kitchen with Izzy and Maryse.
"Well don't you girls look pretty" Maryse winked at us.
"I made you girls dinner so-"
"Mom we don't have time for dinner!" Izzy spoke quickly.
"Now is that a way to talk to your dear ol' mother" she crossed her arms.
"I'm sorry-"
"I'll accept your apology after you eat"
Izzy and I both sat down at the table.
Izzy scarfed down the pasta and I ate in small sections, afraid the jeans my pop if I eat too quick.
"Okay let's go" Izzy pulled me off the stool and dragged me out the door.
"Bye Mrs. Lightwood!" I said as I left.
"Wait!" She called out.
"You two be safe, no boys, no drinking and no drugs" She gave us a good look.
"Of course" Izzy gave a firm nod and a gave her mother a kiss on the cheek.
"Bye mom" Izzy grasped my arm until we got into her car.
"Why the rush?" I rose my eyebrows.
"I'm supposed to meet some people" Izzy said.
"Will you tell me where we're going now?" Izzy weaved in and out of traffic.
"A bar" she said simply.
"A bar?" My brows furrowed.
"Yes"
I shrugged, happy it wasn't a club.
Izzy hummed to the song playing as she continued the way.
She hooked her arm into mine as we walked into the bar with the music louder than normal.
"Hey that guy looks familiar" I pointed out, "And that one, and that one, and- Jace! Izzy!" I turned to her.
"So maybe I over heard Alec on the phone talking about where all the soccer players would meet? Anyways I thought this was the chance to jump on that soccer hottie of yours" Izzy wiggled her eyebrows.
"I thought you liked Sebastian?"
"Over him, it's all Melorin now" Izzy made eye contact with I'm guessing Melorin.
"Aren't you going to go over there?" I asked.
"No! Clary have I taught you nothing? You make them come over here" she dragged me to the bar which we both took a stool.
"Two vodka shots" Izzy ordered.
"Make two Diet Cokes" I reordered.
"Clary!-"
"I will call your mother" I gave her a look.
"Fine" she rolled her eyes at me.
"Soccer hottie two o'clock" Izzy said.
"Great, that's fantastic now can we-"
"Sebastian!" Izzy called out then left and I was stuck there looking at him.
He rose his eyebrows at first then started walking towards us- well me now.
"Sorry my friend-"
"Izzy? I know" he gave a little smile and took the seat next to me.
I quickly studied the way his dark locks fell neatly against his face, the way his high cheek bones made him look like he walked out of a magazine. And the fact I've been staring into his dark eyes without a word.
"So you're the guy that broke my ankle?" I blurted.
"You still remember that?" He said slightly embarrassed.
"Of course! How couldn't I not remember a near death experience?" I said and the conversation started with a nice jokey flow.
He gave a little laugh and took a swig from his beer.
"I am sorry, I didn't get the chance to tell you at the field" He explained.
"It's fine, it would've happened one way or the other, I'm just happy my clumsiness wasn't the one to blame- completely"
"You're a funny girl"
"I try" I shrugged, "Anyway, I'm Clary Morgenstern-"
"Jon's little sister, I know you" he gave a small smile, "I'm Sebastian Verlac"
"So I've heard- from Izzy at least" I nodded.
"So Clary can I buy you a drink?" He asked.
"Here you go" the waiter set the two diet cokes in front of me.
"Thank you, but I think I got it" I smiled.
"Well if you change-" a ring filled the air between us and I looked down to see Sebastian's phone buzzing in his pocket.
"Sorry, I have to take this" he gave me an apologetic smile and walked away.
I let out a huff of air and took a sip of my Coke.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you"
In shock I choked on my soda and started coughing.
"What?" I turned to Jace with my eyes watering.
"Well, as a friend I came over to tell you that that" he jerked his thumb towards Sebastian, "is not a great idea" Jace shockingly took the seat next to me.
"That's funny, I don't remember asking your opinion" I said with a sarcastic smile.
"Hey! I thought we were going to be nice to each other" Jace put his hands up in defense.
"If I remember correctly, you only had to be nice to me" I smiled.
"Or we can just screw the deal altogether" Jace shrugged.
"Okay, okay I take it back" I crossed my arms.
"So what brings a girl like you to a place like this?" Jace said with a bit of an accent.
"Me? What does a handsome face like yours belong in a place like this?" I punched his cheeks for emphasis.
"Funny" He said with a gruff laugh.
"Can I get you anything?" The bartender asked.
"Sure, I'll have what she's having" he nodded towards me and I suppressed a smirk.
"But really, what are you doing here? Not that I'm not delighted with your presence" Jace said that last part with a little flirty smile that made my breath hitch.
I covered it with a cough.
"Well I believe you have met your sister Isabelle, she has quite an eye on that kid Melorin" I said.
"He's a weird dude, I think he burned his ear to look like an elf or something" Jace shrugged.
"Intense" I nodded.
Jace took a sip of his drink and started choking.
"Diet Coke? Really!? It doesn't even have alcohol or anything!" Jace pointed out.
"Looking to get drunk?" I rose my brows.
"No, just seeing if you were"
"I really wasn't planning on it, but now I'm your presence I might be changing my mind" I nodded.
Jace laughed and I saw his his golden hair bounce and his dimples pop. His golden eyes squinted with laughter which made him more attractive then his nonchalant look. He was flawless- apart from the small incisor on his front tooth. That actually made him a lot more attractive in my opinion, it made him real. Although that tiny little imperfection was hard to notice, it was still there on this magnificent piece of body.
"I feel like I should be offended, but I'm hardly hurt by your cheap shot" Jace said.
"Speaking of cheap, why aren't you with one of your 'play' toys? I see one over there that seems about your type" Jace didn't look as I nodded in the girl's direction.
"Oh? And how would you know my type?" Jace asked skeptically.
"Average height, big boobs, blond-"
"No you got me all wrong." Jace shook his head.
"Really?"
"I find myself attracted to shorter girls, petite, ginger, and all gingers have a feisty side" Jace winked.
"Hilarious, really one of your top ten" I said sarcastically.
"Hm, I sense some sexual tension building up here. What a great timing!? Jonathan's away, got the whole apartment to yourselves, this is just the foreplay" Magnus clapped.
"You couldn't be further from the truth" I crossed my arms tighter.
Magnus rose an eyebrow to my annoyance.
"Are you sure about that?" Jace whispered by my ear.
I almost fell off the stool in shock. Chills ran down my back as Jace's lips brushed against the shell of my ear and his breath ran down my neck, making me gasp.
I pushed past Jace and squinted my eyes towards Magnus.
I walked towards Izzy who was by the Pac Man station.
"Die! Die! DIE! YES! BOW BEFORE THE QUEEN!" Izzy pushed buttons vigorously.
"YEAH!" Izzy shouted again.
"Izzy? I'm not sure this is the kind of attention you wanted from Melorin" I said.
"Melorin is right there" She nodded to the right of herself.
I looked to the her right of her. Nothing.
"I didn't know you were into imaginary boyfriends, but whatever floats your boat" I shrugged.
"What?" Izzy looked to the right.
"Little prick" Izzy muttered.
"NOOO! NO! NO!" Izzy slammed on the buttons.
She fell to the floor pulling at her hair.
"So close, so close, so close" she muttered repetitively.
"Izzy! Get up!" I tried pulling her up, "Izzy you look insane"
She continued rocking back and forth.
"Seems like we have an issue over here" Jace put an arm against the machine.
"Thanks captain obvious" I said with a sarcastic smile, looking up to him. "Want to give a hand?" I said after he didn't say anything, just staring at me.
"Not with that attitude"
I tried picking up Izzy again but some how I fell.
"Impressive, really" Jace laughed.
"Bugger off" I said trying to get up.
"Here" Jace said, putting a hand on my lower back helping me up.
The chills ran down my back- yet again. I shook his hand off, maybe his hands were just really cold.
"Do you want to help me with this one now?"
"Did you let her play Pac Man!? She's been banned from that since ninth grade, she got too upset over it… as you can see" Jace helped up Izzy.
"What did you do-"
"You know I've been debating chopping off my hair or dying it a nice jet blue" He looked at me.
"What?"
"I swear Jonathan Lightwood, if you touch a gorgeous little hair on your head I will kill you myself" I saw Jace flinch when she said Lightwood but immediately went back to casual smirk.
"Problem solved" Jace crossed his arms smugly.
"Are you sure about that Lightwood?" We all turned to Magnus placing his hands on his hips.
"Trying to drag the family name in the gutter?" Izzy placed her hands on her hips.
Magnus pushed Alec aside, "You. Me. Ski ball."
"You're on"
"Wanna play?" Jace asked after they both ran to the ski ball.
"Loser does dishes for a month"
"I'd put your money where your mouth is"
We took two separate stations and started throwing ski balls.
"Haha! I'm winning" I threw another ball.
"Not for long!" Jace threw a ball in the hundred hole and I threw it in the ten slot.
Jace threw his last ball, he was fifty points ahead, I only needed to get it in the hundred spot so I could win.
"I would just forfeit now, there's just no chance" Jace shook his head.
"I'd bite my tongue" I said and pulled my arm back and swung.
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Small little cliffie for you guys.
Sorry another late post.
I just got my copy of Lady Midnight today!
Sorry this was a short filler chapter.
Are you guys going to read Lady Midnight?
Kisses.