Hi readers! I am so sorry that you had to wait so long. I hope you will enjoy the chapter. And I just wanted to say thank you for following and comment on my story. It makes me verry happy
CLARY
She loved it to dance to the beats of the club. The Pandemonium was a special one she thought. The people who came here were different. They had colorful hairs, tattoos or piercings and wore strange dresses. Clary had the feeling to belong to this people but she didn't know why she felt why she felt so comfortable in the Pandemonium. Maya turned to her as the song had ended. She looked easily confused and was searching after somebody Clary noted. "What's wrong? Is there a hot guy who you are staling?" she asked amused. Maya just rolled her eyes. "No I am not interested on any of these strange psychos! But have you seen Jordan and Simon?" she asked with a worried look. "I thought they wanted to get us some drinks" Clary answered confused. She couldn't understand why Maya worried about them. "Yeah they wanted. But they are quite a time away." Maya stood on tiptoe in order to look over the amount to the bar. Clary was surrounded by the people who were dancing on the dance floor. They blocked her view. "Maybe they can't order a drink because of the scrum or just in that moment Simon and Jordan are getting drunk" Clary joked. "But if they were standing at the bar I would see them" Maya said. "Let's look at what takes so long there. Somehow I've got a bad feeling in terms of both idiots:"
SIMON
Carefully he opened his eyes and looked at the atmosphere. He leaned against a cold wall in a dark room and tried to see contours. Everything was blurry and his head droned. How to the hell he was came in the room? He couldn't remember. Was he still in the Pandemonium? And where the others were? The last minutes or hours, he didn't know, were deleted in his brain. "Si, are you there?" a familiar voice said on the other side of the room. Relieved Simon breathed on. "I am fine Jordan? But where we are?" he asked worried. Dazed he pushed himself up on the wall. On wobbly legs he groped for the light switch. The bulb flickered as Simon turned on with an electric buzz. Now he could see Jordan lying on the ground of the room. "He, are you okay? Have you any aches?" he knelt in front of him. "I really don't know. It's like… I have no idea what is happened and I don't know why I am lying here" Jordan said desperately. With a groan he picked himself up and staggered to the door. "Si, come here and help me to unlock the door!" Together they jolted the handle. "Shit! We are imprisoned in here" Simon moaned angrily. "Jordan, you can stop. We can't open the door..." Jordan threw himself because of his anger against the door. "We can't just do anything. There have to be a way to get out" he thought hard. Simon grab after his mobile phone in his trouser pocket. The screen flickered on and disappointed he realized that they were unreachable here. "No field coverage!" He couldn't explain himself how everything was happened! Step by step he tried to remind the evening. "I know that we arrived the Pandemonium at eight o´ clock. Then we danced and you and I wanted to get some drinks. We were at the bar… and further I don't know" he said discouraged. "Maybe somebody has mixed us secretly drugs in our drinks and then we did some shit. Namely that would explain this infernal headache" Jordan considered. "Yeah, that would be a logical explanation but until now the only explanation" Simon said. Before they could make more suggestions the door was opened from someone of the other side. A grim-looking security man appeared at the door frame. "What are you guys doing here? Can't you read the sign outside: Drunken club visitors aren't allowed to enter this room! And now put your asses in motion and disappear in front of my eyes before I will call the police because of unauthorized entering!" Simon and Jordan let it not be said twice and walked out the door. Simon could feel the angry glance of the security man and didn't turn. He was so relieved that the loud music accounted nothing for him. "I never thought that in time I would be so thankfully for a grumpy security man" Jordan joked. "And now I really need a drink!" He walked to the bar and Simon followed him. Suddenly a little girl with red hair threw herself into his arms. "Simon, where have you been!? Maya and I were totally worried about you idiots" Clary screamed. Maya who was hugging Jordan looked now angrily: "You two were almost two hours away!" Simon gave the girls an apologizing glance and considered how to answer to their questions but Jordan beat him to it. "Sorry, we just were sitting on the bar. Then I notice that my mobile phone lacked in my trouser pocket and we searched after it everywhere." Maya watched at him with an examining look. "And have you found your mobile phone?" she asked. Simon was sure that she didn't believe them but she said nothing. "Yeah, it lay on next to the washbasin in the boy's toilet. I must have left it there while washing hands" Jordan lied. He was a pretty good liar Simon noticed. He couldn't invent so fast a story like Jordan told. "Mmh okay… But next time you tell us before you just vanish" Clary said. Simon was glad that they didn't ask other questions. Jordan winked at him: "Never talk about the happening again" he whispered and Simon accepted. Because nobody wanted to dance anymore they left together the club. "See you in school tomorrow" Simon said goodbye and separated from his friends. He had got still slight headache. Maybe tomorrow he would remember himself of what happened in the room…
This was my 4. Chapter and I am already working on the next. Sorry again for long waiting! Now I have holidays and more time to write the story.
I am thinking if Simon and Jordan remember on the night when they will see Izzy and Jace on the next day in school. Maybe they will! Let surprise yourself
-Jessi