Chapter 2
Simon opened his eyes to the gray walls of Jordan's apartment; he slowly got up and looked at the familiar surroundings. Maia had moved in with Jordan and was sharing his room, and Simon had a few seconds to thank god for soundproof walls.
Then, the doorbell rung and he stepped out, Jordan and Maia were nowhere to be seen, and when the doorbell rang again, he grumbled under his breath about impatientness and opened the door, it was Clary and Isabelle.
"Hey, what's up?" Simon asked, running one of his hands through his hair and trying not to stare at Isabelle, as usual she was dressed sexily, and he really didn't know how to react
"You have a personal invitation to Idris courtesy of us, get packing. Where are Maia and Jordan?" Izzy said; her voice unreadable. Simon chuckled, leave it to Izzy to sound so serious this early in the morning.
"I think they're in Jordan's room." Simon said, Izzy raised an eyebrow and Clary blushed, Simon would never get tired of her innocence.
"Well, I guess they get the same wake-up call as Jace and Clary." Isabelle said, rolling her eyes and heading to Jordan's room. Simon shot a shocked look at Clary, who had turned even more red.
"I don't know how to respond to that." Simon said weakly to Clary, she breathed out in relief,
"Good, because if you responded to that I might just have to hurt you." Clary said, shooting a smile over to Simon.
"Um…" Simon trailed off.
"Jace started tickling me." Clary explained.
"On the bed?" Isabelle said, poking her head around the corner followed by two very sleepy werewolves.
"Oh geez." Clary said, slapping her forehead in exasperation.
"Who did what on the bed?" Maia asked, cocking her head. Clary sighed and Izzy grinned.
"Izzy!" Clary said, she looked frazzled and Izzy smirked. Jordan shot Simon a look that said, 'girls…' and Simon coughed to hide his chuckle.
"So, why're we up at eight in the morning?" Jordan asked, turning his attention to Izzy and Clary. Jordan had sat down next to Maia on the couch, and Simon was leaning against the counter of the intersecting kitchen. Clary was seated on a chair and Isabelle was standing with her arms folded.
"Eight is not that early." Izzy protested.
"Says the Shadowhunter." Maia said, yawning. Izzy rolled her eyes.
"Can you stop fooling around? Thank you, the Clave wants you guys to come with us to Idris." Clary said, looking mildly annoyed at the off-topic conversation that had been going on previously.
"Us? Why?" Maia asked.
"Because you guys were a part of what happened, not to mention portaling is down so we have to take a boat." Izzy said unfolding her arms and examining her nails.
"Wait, we're going on a boat?" Simon asked, since he had Turned, he hadn't been much of a fan of water, and Simon wondered if that was true for all vampires.
"Yeah, what's wrong with boats?" Clary asked, turning to Simon.
"I don't like boats." Simon muttered. Clary just looked over at him in mild confusion.
"Well, now that that's out of the way, get packing, I need to ask mom when we leave." Izzy said, looking over at the small group assembled.
"Okay then, who else is coming?" Maia asked, getting up, all of the sudden alert and ready.
"Jace, Magnus and Alec." Isabelle said, she had held her hand up with three fingers raised, and a finger went down with each name.
"What about the adults?" Simon couldn't help asking. He had grabbed a bag of blood from the fridge and had been drinking it while the others talked.
"They'll be on a different boat." Izzy said dismissively. Simon nodded and finished his bag of blood and threw it in the trash bag that was located under the apartment kitchen sink.
"Well, we'll pack, want to meet at Taki's?" Jordan asked,
"Sure, we'll get the others." Clary said, smiling in a goodbye as she and Izzy exited the apartment. Simon just sighed and started to head over to his room, this trip certainly would be interesting, Simon thought, but what Simon didn't know was that indeed this trip would be interesting, and it would change his definition of the word interesting.
Clary followed Isabelle as they headed over to Magnus's house, and she knew the extravagant warlock could take this invitation many ways, but as they arrived, Isabelle rang the bell and it was opened up by a tired-looking Magnus, whose hair was spiked up in odd angles from sleep.
"Clary, Isabelle, what are you doing here?" Magnus asked, his voice was flat and tired. Chairman Meow peeked out from in between Magnus' legs and mewed at Clary and Isabelle.
"The Clave wants you to come with us to Idris because you had a role in all the crap that has been taking place." Isabelle said, summarizing the entire situation on one sentence.
"Idris? I need time to pack!" Magnus said, grinning and opening the door wider for them to come in. Clary smiled at the sparkly warlock's antics and followed Isabelle inside his lushly decorated apartment. It hadn't changed much, still the extraordinarily glittery living space it had always been.
"Well, portaling is down so we're taking a boat." Izzy said nonchalantly, sitting down on the edge of a velvet chair. She crossed one leg over the other and sat there looking disinterested until Magnus's head poked out from one of the rooms.
"A boat? How big is this boat?" Magnus asked, telekinetically lifting three suitcases into the air and grumbling about travel space.
"Only eight people on each boat, me, you, Clary, Jace, Alec, Maia, Jordan and Simon." Izzy said, rocking her legs back and forth on the chair, her black clothing making a contrast with the warm colors on the wall.
"Oh dear." Magnus said, his face falling.
"Well, meet at Taki's for lunch, at twelve, we'll have more information then." Clary said, hoping to brighten the mood a bit. Magnus nodded, his face serious, and went back to packing. Clary sighed and exchanged a look with Isabelle before silently opening the door and leaving Magnus to pack.