A peculiar kind of stomach ache woke Izzy. The subtle yet constant pain appeared to be coming from deep down. She was still laying in the bed and hoping that it was just a regular reaction from her body to all the coke she had drunk yesterday, when suddenly Elliot jumped right in front of her face. With his paws he made scratching kind of movements on her face – only without his nails ejected. The longer he continued doing so, the louder the noises became he was making. Izzy loved the feeling and Elliot seemed to be mysteriously aware of this fact. "Oh my sweet Elliot." She mumbled while hugging him and pulling the blanket over him, as if he was her baby. She stroked his soft white hair on his chest which caused him to purr. She smiled.

Her mother wouldn't allow Izzy to take her time, enjoying these little aspects of life, but Izzy liked to make the most out of everything. Besides with no other girl to play with in the institute, having a friend like Elliot was an absolute must.

She got out of bed and put on some lazy clothes. Every Saturday she got the day off so their trainer could focus solely on the boys and although she didn't want to stay behind, she appreciated the spare time for things like magazines, music, fashion and what not.

She eyed around for her hair elastic only to realize that she had been wearing it around her wrist all this time. Her eye did stumble on the new Elle issue that was laying in the back of the room and with the intent to grab it she set a step towards that direction. "But first things first." She chuckled to herself when her stomach rumbled. She headed to the kitchen down stairs.

They had cleaned everything from yesterday's birthday party and her mother had already made some coffee. She took a cup and poured in some of the black fluid that all the grownups enjoyed thoroughly. She liked it too but was not crazy about it like her parents were. When she opened the door of the refrigerator to get some milk her eyes fell instantly on the white plate with the leftovers of the cake. "Thank God." She mumbled to herself with a smirk and quickly grabbed the plate with her right hand, while with the other taking the milk. She turned around, thereby closing the door with her elbow and put the things she got on the table. With swift movements she prepared her coffee the way she liked it and grabbed a fork out the oak cupboard.

"You gonna eat all that by yourself?" A stern voice spoke. Izzy jumped and then turned around to face her mom who was standing in the door entrance. She wondered how long she had been watching her. Fortunately a faint smile appeared on her mother's features indicating that she didn't think of it as a huge deal. Normally she would but because it was Izzy's day off she probably didn't want to restrict her too much, besides, every one was still in a festive mood so that must have helped too.

"We could share." Izzy noted with a semi-enthusiastic tone.

Her mother was quick to answer. "You go ahead love, I've had my breakfast already." She cocked her head slightly and then continued. "If you won't eat that, the boys will end up fighting over that last piece anyways."

Izzy laughed a little. It was true, sometimes they could act so childishly. "Thanks mom." Izzy spoke and went to the dining room with the food in her hands.

From there she could see her brothers training in the courtyard. They were sparring and their trainer was right next to them, giving quick tips. Jace was, as always, doing quite well. He was using the blade Alec gave him yesterday as a present. The silver object was a little on the small side but it looked dangerous still. Maybe it was because of the black gemstone on the handgrip. According to dad, the black stone was obtained from a cave on the highest mountain in Idris. Thirteen shadowhunters were needed to cut the stone. The blade was made for an ancestor who was one of those thirteen shadowhunters. Through generations it passed from father to son and so it did to Alec on his thirteenth birthday. Alec however, preferred the bow and arrow and so he thought it would help Jace feel more of the family if he would give it to him on his birthday. At least that is what Alec had told Izzy a few days before Jace's birthday.

Izzy took a first bite of the cake and almost let out a soft sigh. The chocolate had become slightly harder and cold and it tasted like an entirely different cake than the one shad had yesterday. It might even have been better, Izzy wasn't sure. The chocolate had many notes of tastes and each one hit her taste senses in a unique way. She quickly continued eating from the cake. Before she knew she had eaten everything. She took a last sip of her coffee and laid back and closed her eyes to bulge out a little.

The subtle ache in her stomach had seemed to have gone away, but now it hit her again. A lot harder this time. She rushed to the bathroom and went in the toilet cabin, thinking she might let go a little. She noticed a brown stain on her underwear. She jumped and wondered how could this have happened, she didn't remember anything coming out. She started to overthink and to freak out a little. A voice deep down screamed to her saying that she was having her first period but she wasn't sure if it actually was. Her mother had told her about this a little but why was the stain brown? Se started to worry sick and her eyes started to water. She wanted her mother. Real, real bad. She didn't know how she was supposed to get her. She looked around and figured she could put a few layers of toilet paper between her and her underwear. It was better than the alternative, going out without her penties.

She rushed to her mother in her office. Without knocking she went in and looked her mother in the eyes. She couldn't cry, no way that her mother would like that. She had to swallow first before she could talk. "Mom... C-can you come?" She asked with a hollow voice.

Her mother was surprised and before she could even be mad at her for storming in, she noticed that there was something serious going on. So she stayed calm and approached Isabelle with a hurry. "What is it?" She asked with a concerned look.

"I think I am having my first period." She said. "But I think something is wrong..." She said almost letting a tear fall. "I have a strange brown stain on my underwear and I can't even remember when it happened and it still hurts a lot." She couldn't hold the tears any longer.

She hadn't expected this, nevertheless she couldn't be more happy. She hugged Isabelle. "Come here darling." She said stroking her beautiful black hair. "There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. The first time it is just that way." She said, wanting to comfort her.

"Really?" She inquired when she was actually already convinced. She felt so safe in her mother's arms. Her mother's signature fragrance combined with her warmth and her words felt like they provided everything Izzy ever needed in life. She couldn't recall a moment she felt more connected with her mother.

Maryse leaned back and spoke. "Follow me." She took her hand and guided her to her bedroom. She opened the first drawer in her dress room and took out a purple package. "I bought this a long time ago, for when this moment came." She spoke and gave her the pads she had chosen carefully because of the purple decorations.

Izzy took the package from her mother. After studying it shortly, she looked her in the eyes and thanked her. "Now go put them on love." Maryse spoke with a semi-stern voice yet with an honest smile. "It's really easy and if you need, there are instructions on the inside." She said convinced that Isabelle was big enough to figure it out on her own. Izzy nodded and walked towards her room. "And when you're finished come to the kitchen." Maryse shouted after her.

Izzy opened the drawer to take out a fresh pair of underwear and went behind the changing panel. She started reading the instructions which confirmed that it was indeed really easy. She took out a pad and removed the front wrap and then the back one. She was really touched by the fact her mother knew her favorite color was purple. She hadn't thought her mother would notice, let alone care to think about it. She put the pad as instructed and made sure the wings were tightly wrapped so it wouldn't fall off when pulling her penties on. It felt soft yet uncommon at first. "Nailed it." She said with a smirk and threw her old pair of underwear on the laundry pile and got rid of one of the wraps and put the other one in her pocket. She took the package and put it way back in her first drawer. She felt happy again and it still felt funny when walking. She headed to the kitchen.

"You're back fast." Maryse said when seeing Isabelle. She knew her daughter would be able to do it without any problems. "I've made us some hot chocolate." She said handing Isabelle her cup.

Isabelle was surprised, she couldn't remember how long it had been since her mother had made her something. "Thank you." She said with the most sincere smile.

"Chocolate does us women really good." She said before taking her first sip. "I remember my mother making hot chocolate for me my first time."

Her mother never really talked about grams, Izzy found it interesting and nodded. She took a sip of the hot chocolate and she was reminded again how amazing it felt to get the taste of chocolate on her tongue. It explained why the cake taste better today than yesterday. The hot chocolate was much better though. Being with her mother this way made everything better.

Izzy put her chocolate down and took her mother's hand. She looked her in the eyes and stared a little. Shortly after she spoke "I love you mom."

Maryse was really touched by this action and couldn't actually remember the last time she had said the same to her daughter. She hugged her and whispered. "I love you too my baby kitten."