Hey, guys! Sorry I haven't posted! I have been swamped in homework and drama. I must wake up at 5 in the morning to get ready for rehearsals. On top of that my band is going to LGPE (heh, no idea what that stands for .) so I must wake up around 5:30 for that. I hope you guys like this second chapter! Sorry for no Jace's POV.
Songs used:
~Born For This- Paramore
✶Chapter Two✶
Starting the Tour
Clary woke up to the feeling of someone pushing her side. "Clary." Someone nudged her again. "Come on, Clary. You must get up. It is ten." Wait. Today was the day, the tour.
Shooting up, she nearly yelled. "Today is the day! Oh my god." She rushed out of bed and to the bathroom to get washed up. She was going to start this day right. Washing her hair she got out and put on some clothes, a black baggy sweatshirt that said 'Alicante High' on it. Her high school. Also a pair of blue ripped jeans and black high top converse. Not like normal girls, Clary packs so little.
Grabbing her small bag she headed for the kitchen. Sebastian sat on the stool. "Coffee." He held up a cup that had 'love the cup' on it. Walking up to him, she took the cup and gave him a peck on the lips.
"Mornin'." She took a big gulp of her drink and sat it down.
Sebastian grinned at her. "You ready for your tour? I know you will have fun." There is his proud side. He would have come through sooner or later. Though, it was a bit sooner than she would have thought. He took her bag from her hands and sat it on the sofa.
Smiling at his kindness, she turned to go to the music room. It was her calling. She loved it there. Once she was in the room she walked over to her paints. On her easel was an almost complete painting. It was an electric guitar she always dreamed of, to one day get.
Costume colored and everything. It was perfect. She ran her hand over the painting taking in the feel of it. Black and redwood marbled together on the body. There were no words to describe it.
She turned and walked back out of the room. She was on a time frame. Only having ten minutes left she still needed to get a few things done. "I have doughnuts!" Sebastian yelled from the kitchen.
"No thank you!" She yelled back. Food wasn't her thing. Okay, maybe she could have just one. "Okay, fine." She mumbled walking up to the counter. "I will have the stupid doughnut that will haunt me for the rest of my life."
He laughed as he came up behind her, resting his chin on her shoulder. "It will not haunt you. You will make it happy. I bet you every one of those doughnuts is fighting to see who gets to be the chosen one."
"When you put it that way..." She couldn't help but laugh. He did put stupid things into a funny way. Reluctantly and hesitantly, she took a doughnut and took a bite. It was decent, glaze was one of her favorite type of doughnut.
Swallowing the food she meandered to her stuff on the sofa. She got settled on the furniture when a knock sounded through the apartment. It must be him. She thought. Bouncing up off her butt, she rushed to the door. This tour was going to be fun.
Magnus stood at the door. Dressed in mostly glitter. "Biscuit!" He cheered when she opened the door. "You ready to leave? We should get going soon." She gave a nod and turned back to the living room.
"I must get something, be right back." Rushing to the music room she grabbed the last thing she needed, her guitar. When she entered back into the main room Sebastian still sat in the kitchen. She walked up to him to say her goodbyes. "Bye." She pecked him on the lips. "I will be back soon. I promise."
He smiled, "I believe you." Walking away, to Magnus, she turned back to see him smiling like it was Christmas. Why would he be smiling like that? She is leaving. She pondered. Just ignoring it, he called over his shoulder. "I love you!"
Calling back, she left with Magnus, bag, and guitar- in its case- out of the apartment. She wasn't going to be back for months. But, boy, was she ready for this. Free, going across the country, people who supported her cheering her on. Something she was used to but with her band.
Bat was at the elevator waiting for the two. He gave a smile and open his arms for Clary. She gladly went into his arms. "I can't believe it. It's just like it was when you first started with your band." He spoke into her shoulder
She gave a nod into his shoulder. "Yeah, only this time you are like a brother to me. Not some bodyguard I hardly know." Smiling and agreeing, he gave her a squeeze and released her from the hug.
"Let us be on our journey. We must pick the other artist up too! Don't forget that." Magnus pointed out. He wasn't weirded out by the close bonding of the two. Bat stood next to Clary. Other bodyguards were around them as they led them to the limo. Once they were seated Magnus spoke. "We are going to pick up the other guy. Then we will head to the tour bus!"
The tour was going to be fun, she could just feel it. When they arrived at the house Clary got hit with realization. She had been here before. This was Jace freaking Herondale's house. He was the one going on tour with her. Her excitement left her body as the devil himself walked out of his house with his bodyguard following him.
Once he was in the car and his bodyguard was in the passenger seat, he turned to face her. "Carrot top? You are the one that is coming on tour?" He snickered. "I can't believe you ever got famous."
Magnus looked out the window, ignoring them, while Clary fumed with anger. "I can sing better than you can ever dream about."
He laughed and let his head fall back against the seat. "In my dreams, I am doing more than just thinking you can sing."
Clary clenched her fists in anger. She couldn't let him get to her. She was going to be living with him for months she will learn how to deal with it. "Why you-"
"Guys! Shut up!" Magnus snapped at both of them. "I plan on actually having a fight free tour! I don't want you pests fighting about anything!"
There was hardly a time when Magnus would get angry about anything. It scared Clary to see him like this.
She gulped. "I can't deal months with him! You have known I can't deal with that animal!"
"I am right here you know." He sighed and leaned back against the seat.
"I know. And I am not happy 'bout it one bit!" If she were to spend all these oncoming months with him she must get her point across. She does not like him. One bit.
Jace scoffed. "I am glad I am thought of so highly about." Magnus sighed and put his head in his hands.
These months won't be doable. If only Jace could try to be nice then maybe she could do it.
Once they pulled into a parking lot there was their tour bus. It was pure white with three words on both sides in bold black. 'Demons to Angels'
Clary turned to Magnus. "Who came up with the name?" He smiled and opened the limo door to get out.
"I did. I thought it would be a cool name. I also thought that when we stop in Pennsylvania for your guy's first concert that we had time and you could paint it." He held the door open for her so both her and Jace could get out.
The limo door slammed shut and Jace grunted. "When do we get there? I just want to relax."
All five wondered over to the bus. "We will hopefully get there around 8:40. Then we will be staying for a few days in a hotel. It is because the concert is at five the next day."
Inside the bus it was beautiful. There was a white and gold couch facing a big TV. Continuing back there were bunk beds on one side, for everyone.
A little bit behind the beds was a door, there was the bathroom with a small shower. Great. Everyone will share one bathroom.
Clary saw a curtain door a little bit further back. She pushed passed that and saw a bed like couch. It was in the shape of a 'U'. It was perfect for playing guitar and writing songs.
A chuckle came from behind Clary, making her jump and turn. Magnus chuckled again from her surprised look. "You found where you can write your music. There is also a piano for you on the floor over there." He pointed to a spot on the ground.
She smiled up at him. "This is going to be fun. Besides Jace being here."
Magnus took a seat on the couch. "Yes, about Jace being here. I hope you are not mad at me. I knew both of you guys dislike each-"
"Dislike? We hate each other!"
"Other." He continued like she didn't interrupt him. "You guys will do amazing working together. The world would love to have duets with you guys."
Clary sat down next to him. "I know there are only two of us, but who will play drums? We need a drums person."
Before she could do anything Magnus shot up. "Yes! He should be here soon."
As if perfect timing the bus door open and a man with black hair walked in. "Hello?" He called.
The man had striking blue eyes. It made him look really hot with his dark black hair that was messy a bit.
Getting up Clary followed Magnus to the sitting area. "Hello, Will. I am so glad you could make it." He turned to Clary. "Will, this is Clary. Clary, this is Will, your drummer."
Will hold out his hand. "Hello, nice to meet you, Clary." He smiled, and his smile was almost as bright as the sun.
"Hi." She spoke lamely.
There was rustling behind her, everyone looked up to see Jace walk in and freeze at the sight of Will.
"Will?" He questioned, looking confused. "What the heck are you doing here?" How did he know Will?
"Jace! Oh, wow. Um, well I am your guy's drummer." He scratched his head and mumbled to himself, "This is awkward."
There was nothing but silence in the room. Bat and Jace's bodyguard came onto the bus. "Everyone ready to go?" Bat broke the silence. Magnus nodded and grabbed the TV remote.
"The first concert of the two famous artists Clary Fray and Jace Herondale is tomorrow at five. Who would have known these two would come to-" She grabbed the remote and shut the TV off.
Clary didn't want to hear that bull crap. She wouldn't take it. Quickly she meandered back to the room in the back with her guitar. It was about time she got to work on her new songs.
"Everybody sing
Like it's the last song you will ever sing
Tell me, tell me do you feel the pressure now?
Everybody live
Like it's the last day you will ever see
Tell me, tell me do you feel the pressure now?"
It was a start. Everyone must start somewhere. After a while of more strumming and putting lyrics to notes there was a knock on the wood. She looked up to see Jace leaning against the wall.
He smirked. "Magnus said he wanted to see you." He got up and left. She put her guitar away and went to the sitting area, assuming he would be there.
There he sat on the couch. "Biscuit! I am glad you came out. I need to talk to you." She smiled and sat down next to him.
They started to talk about Clary's hair when she didn't notice Jace come in. "No Magnus. I will not let you."
Pleading with her, he put on a puppy dog face. "Please, I just want to change it back." There was no way in hell that she would let him change her hair color.
Jace took this time to speak up. "Change what back?" He sat down next to her on the couch.
"Oh! Good! Someone could help me." Magnus gave a silent cheer.
"Help you with what?" He questioned.
"Biscuit here won't let me change her hair color to her natural color. It looks so pretty."
She turned to face Jace. "No. I will not! I have had my hair like this since I can remember! I will not change it!"
Though, Jace didn't seem to believe her. "Let me see what it looked like before." Magnus pulled out his phone and scrolled for a bit before handing it to him. He nodded and handed it back. "It is a pretty color. I agree with Magnus."
Standing up, he wondered over to a mini-fridge and pulled out some wine. Groaning, Clary stood up and huffed. "Fine." She walked out of the room. Did she just let Jace pick for her? Ugh, what has gotten into her these last hours?
"Clary! Don't leave we are stopping for our half way so we can get gas." Magnus put a kind hand on her shoulder. "Please?"
She just huffed again and nodded, walking away. When we stop I can get food. She thought. Okay. I can deal with this.
Again, I am sorry. I might not be writing as much untill drama is over, which isn't long.
I hope you enjoyed!
~Max