Okay, I just wanted to say...THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS YOU GUYS TOTALLY ROCK! :)
But I got 23 reviews so fast, I didn't have time to think up the next chapter.
But.......I did. So ha ha.
Thank you toburning.. for giving me the awesome idea of playing pranks on Delilah! Yay!
This chapter is mainly a Simon x Isabelle chapter. They just HAD to have a chapter.
Day 2 of filming
Isabelle smacked her alarm clock in annoyance, and rolled out of bed. She dragged herself across the room and out the door.
Delilah Secret was now Isabelle's mortal enemy and she vowed to get her revenge for her room being stolen. Isabelle's mom didn't even try to reason with Delilah, she had just said, "Oh just forget it and give the woman her space." Thanks mom.
So Izzy had chosen a room closer to Clary's, so she could use her bathroom, which unfortunately, Isabelle's new room did not have. Clary wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea, especially since Isabelle had many hair care products to make space for.
And unfortunately, with this new arrangement, Isabelle had accidentally walked in on Clary and Jace, and she was now only allowed to use that bathroom in the mornings and at night.
So Delilah was really in for it.
Isabelle walked into Clary's room, and wasn't surprised to see that she was not in her bed. She went to the bathroom and began to get herself ready for the visit to hell. Alec had told them last night that today was the day that they actors for Valentine and Hodge would arrive. So they were all thrilled about that.
She made her way to the kitchen and saw that Jace and Clary were already there, talking in hushed whispers at the table.
"Hey Izz," Jace greeted, lifting a hand.
Isabelle simply grunted a hello and grabbed a box of Cheerios from the pantry. Then she got an idea.
"Hey guys," she whispered, hurrying behind Clary. "Wanna help me with something?"
Isabelle didn't give them time to answer. "Let's get back at Delilah."
***
Simon was waiting outside the Institute for her. She had texted him to come over here, but he had been waiting for almost ten minutes. Finally he got bored and called her cell. She answered.
"Hey Simon, sorry I'll be right out. I had some things to do," Isabelle explained in her chime-like voice.
"It's fine. I have nothing better to do anyway," he replied, letting out a loud sigh.
Isabelle chuckled and hung up the phone. She came out the door about 2 minutes later.
Once again, Simon felt his breath catch, and he had to work hard not to show his amazement. She was always so beautiful.
"Hey Simon," she said apprehensively. She looked very nervous, as if she'd just done something wrong.
"Alright Izzy, who's boyfriend did you kiss?" He teased, crossing his arms.
"You better shut that trap before I shut it for you. I didn't kiss anyone, but I did do something bad," she said proudly, but was still wringing her hands.
"What did you do….?"
Isabelle grinned. "Jace and I set up a prank for Delilah."
Simon let out a loud "ha."
"You did? What did you do?" He asked in amusement.
"Turned all her clothes pink, and loosened the bolts on my bed," she announced, her grin widening.
Simon frowned. "That's old stuff Izzy, you gotta do something more clever!"
"Yeah, I know, but it'll still give me the same satisfaction when I see her wearing a pink blotched blouse, and when I hear her surprised squeal tonight. That'll teach her not to mess with Isabelle Lightwood!" She punched the air valiantly.
"And Jace," Simon added.
"Well he only did it cuz he hates her. But I did it for revenge," she rubbed her hands together.
"Well you are certainly a brave woman, Isabelle. I will pray for you. Oh wait, I can't. Never mind," Simon said sadly, forgetting completely about his inability to say "God."
Isabelle's face turned to one of sympathy, and she grabbed his hand, giving it a squeeze.
"Simon…I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it's my fault really," she whispered. Her eyes were getting moist. A muscle tightened in her throat as she held back tears.
Why did he always have to bring that up?
"What? Your fault? No…It's not…Well maybe a little, but we all make mistakes," Simon comforted, bringing her into an embrace. She felt so warm against his cold skin.
"Simon…..I think I…I think might….Oh never mind," she said quickly, pulling back.
Simon stood there in confusion, but quickly regained composure. "Are you hungry? We can go eat before filming starts," he suggested.
She wiped her face and smiled at him. "Sounds good."
***
"Okay werewolves, take your places! Umm….Maia is it? Yes. Maia! Move to your left. No, too far. Square your shoulders, you look like an oversized kitten. You're supposed to be wolf-like. Yes that's it, Good dog!"
Maia snarled and started towards the director's chair, but was stopped by a sharp pain in her tail and a yank backwards. Luke was growling at her, telling her to calm herself.
Delilah was an extremely lucky woman.
They were supposed to be fighting Forsaken, which were just giant punching bags. All Delilah wanted was the lunges and the growls, and she would add the actual Forsaken later with computer animation. Thank goodness for technology, Maia thought.
Truthfully, Maia was a horrible actress. Even as a werewolf, she couldn't get anything right. Attacking sacks of sand just wasn't the same as attacking big smelly demons. And her claws kept getting stuck in the props, much to Delilah's dislike.
"Quit damaging the equipment! It's expensive you know," She yelled.
Maia snorted and changed back to her human form. "Listen, I don't have retractable claws. I'm not a freaking cat. You might want to keep that in mind the next time you treat me like one. Time for a break."
Delilah rolled her eyes and threw up her hands. Maia grimaced and went to the snack table. That was when she saw two people come in through the door. Simon and Isabelle.
And they were holding hands.
Let's just say there was nothing left of the punching bags after the scene was finished.
***
"Hi, I'm Joshua Calibri, nice to meet you," Joshua introduced, thrusting out his hand.
Alec shook it wearily, looking up to examine his features. He had very fine light hair, almost white. It only went to his ears, and was brushed in a stylish, side-swept do. A well trimmed goatee grew from his chin. His deep, chocolate brown eyes were darting back and forth, and Alec could tell he was a very nervous person. He was tall with a slim figure, but there was something about the way he held himself that made Alec wonder if he was even human.
"I'm Alec."
"Hi, Alec."
You're the new Valentine?" Alec asked, trying to keep from sounding astonished.
"I am," Joshua confirmed. Then, he nodded, gave a weak smile, and walked off.
Valentine would never be that…Afraid of people, Alec thought, still standing in the same place. Although he does look a little like him….
"So, Alec right?" Another man asked, looking at Alec curiously.
The boy nodded, his eyes raking over this man.
"You must be…Hodge," he concluded. The memories of Hodge dying right before Alec's eyes flowed back to him, making him wince.
"Are you okay?" The actor asked, his grey eyes turning to concern.
Alec nodded quickly. "Yeah, fine. Just some bad memories with Hodge."
"Oh. Yeah, I haven't heard good things about him. But I'm just his look-alike. I'm Tony, by the way. Tony Sans," he said, putting out a hand.
Tony looked like Hodge, very much so, but certainly did not act like him. Hodge was more like Joshua actually, nervous and not used to being around other people. Tony seemed very happy, like he loved his life. He was an actor after all.
Alec decided that Tony and Joshua made good first impressions, but he guessed when it came down to acting, he would see whether they really fit the part or not.
***
Clary jerked her head from side to side, watching the hoard of vampires approach her. Her breath came rapidly as she clutched her seraph blade. She stepped backwards, stumbling on a piece of debris and falling on her back. A vampire lunged and the others followed suit, Clary's ears filling with hungered snarls and the gnashing of teeth. She fumbled for the blade, but her sweaty hands slowed her, allowing the first vampire to close in and wrench the weapon from her grip, flinging it across the room. Clary shut her eyes, preparing for the feeling of sharp teeth on her neck.
"CUT!"
The lights turned on.
Raphael groaned, as did all the other vampires. He released Clary from his grip and held his head in his hands. Jace was holding a blade, stopped in mid step, but he was very far away. He was supposed to be saving Clary.
"What now?" Raphael complained, tugging at his hair. "Dios mio, make up your mind already!"
"I'm apologize vamp-" she started, but heard Raphael's growl and quickly corrected herself, "Raphael, but Jace was late in his heroic rescue. Blame it on him."
Jace shot Deliliah a very dirty look, and then muttered an apology to the vampires.
"We have to get this scene tonight. The sun comes up in 2 hours," Delilah warned, motioning to take their places.
Jace was luckily on time for the take. Clary sighed in relief when Delilah told them to go home. Clary examined the set, which she thought did not look like the Hotel Dumort. Delilah had been too afraid to go in there to see for herself. And she would not listen to the vampires about what it looked like.
A sharp pain flew through her leg, and she yelped in pain.
"Nibbles! Get back here," a man shouted, running towards her. He was short and fat, with brown hair and green eyes, which looked very similar to Delilah's.
Clary looked down at leaped back in surprise. A little brown rat was exploring the laces on her shoes, biting at the plastic thing on the end. She looked at her leg, and saw that it was bleeding from where Nibbles had bit her.
Then Jace was in front of her, bent in a crouch, a dagger in his hand. His lip curled back at a black haired vampire, who must have smelled the blood. The vampire bore his fangs, his eyes ablaze.
"Get away from her," he hissed, his hand tightening around the dagger.
A smile tugged at the vampire's lips as he glided beside Raphael, who was eyeing Jace carefully.
"Jace its okay," Clary whispered, trying to keep her voice even.
Jace stood there for another moment, a vein poking from the skin on his neck. He tensed, then relaxed, loosening the grip on the dagger and flipping it into his pocket. He spun around and glared at the man, who was holding a struggling Nibbles in his hands, looking very flustered.
"Get that rat out of here," he commanded.
The man nodded and scurried away.
"Clarissa, I am sorry about that, it will not happen again," Raphael assured, looking concerned.
"It's okay Raphael, things like this happen. It wasn't your fault. I'll just have to be more careful," Clary replied, giving him a forgiving smile.
Raphael nodded and grinned, showing his perfectly white teeth. Clary could tell it was very hard for him to be polite. "And I will make sure my friends are…Fed."
He turned and gracefully walked out the door, the rest of the vampires following after him.
Jace breathed out and ran a hand through his damp hair.
"I don't see why they couldn't have just made Simon a rat again, that would have been much easier," he sighed, wrapping his arms around Clary.
"Hey, where is Simon anyway?"
***
If you wanted to know where Simon was, all you would have to do was go to his house, and there he would be, in his room lying on his bed. But you wouldn't go in there to ask where he left his shoes, or tell him to fold his clothes and put them away, or tell him to feed the dog, because if you did, that would require you to go into his room.
And Simon certainly was not prepared for anyone to come into his room.
Neither was Isabelle, who had propped a chair under the doorknob.
Don't say you didn't expect it.
Lol if you don't understand the last few lines, read them a couple more times and you'll understand.
Hope you enjoyed...I know this chapter wasn't exactly as funny as the last few (I'm not a comedian ya know) but when I get some Simon filming, it certainly will be very funny for me. :D
And if you're wondering about Joshua and Tony's last names...Their really just fonts on my computer. Calibri and Comic Sans. And Delilah Secret's last name is just from a shampoo bottle that happened to be sitting right beside me when I had to think of her last name. So their names aren't meaningful or anything...Lol.
Who do you think the mystery man is? The one who was handling Nibbles the rat? He plays a part coming up :D
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