A/N: Please don't throw rocks at me.I totally understand if you want to though. I mean, I have literally not updated for a whole year. I'm the worst, so many apologies.
Shoutout to all of who didn't give up on this fic and are still reading. I love you so much you have no idea.
Disclaimer: Seriously, I don't own this series. Said author wouldn't have taken a whole year to update.
Jonathan, Alec and Isabelle were already seated at a booth by the corner of the wall. It was close to the front door so Clary spotted them quickly.
She also noted Alec's pointy glare at her as she approached the booth with Jace following behind her.
She sat down next to Jonathan while Jace sat down next to Isabelle and Alec was squished between his sister and the wall.
An extremely pretty waitress came to take their orders, ogling Jace while she did so. Clary tried her best to ignore the fact that she seemed to care and looked at the menu, unsure of what to get when Jonathan takes it out of her hands, gives it back to the waitress and turns to her.
"Are you vegan?" he asks.
Clary nearly laughs but just shakes her head instead.
Jonathan practically beams before turning back to the waitress. "She'll have a Taki's Special Order Burger and a chocolate milkshake and I'll have the same."
While Isabelle, Alec and Jace, who was flirting shamelessly with the waitress now –her nametag read Kaelie– Jonathan grinned at her.
"You're gonna love it. The milkshakes here are to die for, trust me."
Clary simply smiled at him in response. She still felt a little off, the knowledge that she had experienced a panic attack just a few minutes ago after nearly two whole months without an incident.
She thought they had stopped. She had hoped they stopped.
The last panic attack had been triggered by what all her panic attacks were about.
Simon.
She had been thinking about what going to NYU would be like. If she would like her classes and if her lecturers were any good or if they were somewhat fun. If she could get along well with her classmates or if she would even make any friends. Then she thought about Simon.
She thought about how much she missed him. Of how proud he would be about her going to college and coming of out the hole of depression she had been stuck in for months after his death. She thought about how he would have probably gone to NYU with her.
It had spiralled down from there and next thing she knew, she was on the floor of her bedroom, wheezing for air as hot tears poured out of her eyes.
She shook herself from the memory, refocusing back on the group of people in front of her.
Isabelle was speaking to Alec in hushed tones while Jace and Jonathan paid them no attention and were talking to each other.
She simply watched them, feeling a little as if she was intruding. There was an easy way they seemed to be around each other.
Teasing jabs, snarky comments and inside jokes that all had the underlying of love and fondness for each other. She had only been with them for a short while but it was so easy to see, clear as day.
They were like a family. Quite literally too since Isabelle and Alec were sibling with the addition of Jace being their adopted brother.
Clary wondered what happened to his parents but had the better mind of not asking him.
She didn't want to offend anyone. She would love to have some friends, to not be lonely anymore.
That was of course depending on the fact whether they even wanted her in their little group. She highly doubted it considering not a single one of them besides Jonathan has expressed any interest in getting to know her.
As if he could read her mind, Johnathan turned to her and asked how her first class was.
"Um, boring. I mean, it was a lecture on art and the kind of sketching techniques that the lecturer wanted to see in assignments. I wasn't paying much attention to be honest." Clary answered.
Jonathan laughed. "The first day of classes are always such a bore. What about you Isabelle?" He said, turning to the girl in question.
Isabelle shrugged her shoulders. "I can't believe my parents are paying an institution large sums of money so they can tell me that 'using materials as delicate as silk must be used with caution and used appropriately' because apparently they think I'm a toddler who didn't already know that," Isabelle huffed.
Alec looked confused. "Why must it be used with caution? It's silk. Soft smooth silk. Man, fashion is weird."
Isabelle just turned to her brother and poked her finger through one of the holes in his shirt. "You think it's weird because you have no clue how to be fashionable." With that, she flicked her hair over her shoulder while Jace just grinned.
Alec was just about to respond when the waitress –Kaelie– appeared again carrying their food.
She placed a bowl of delicious looking pasta in front of Jace and Alec who had ordered the same as well apparently. Isabelle on the other hand had ordered a salad.
The rest of her attention was then preoccupied when she found a burger the size of her face placed in front of her. It looked and smelled absolutely divine.
Jonathan nudged her in the side and she looked over. He just grinned.
She rolled her eyes and looked back at her food. After staring at it for five seconds, she finally took a bite. Into heaven that is.
It was absolutely amazing to a point where she was certain if angels existed, this burger is what they ate.
Jonathan laughed next to her. She was confused at first but then realized she had said that aloud. Oops.
"There is nothing like seeing someone try the TSOB for the first time," he said to her. Leaning in close like he was telling her a secret, he told her, "After I had it, I didn't want to try anything else for like a whole month. Eventually I did of course."
He leaned back into his seat and took another bite of his burger. Clary took another big bite of her burger as well and noticed Jace's eyes on her. Jonathan continued next to her, " Almost everything here is amazing, except maybe the steaks. Those are a little too much on the rare side for me."
Jace looked away from Clary then to grin over at Jonathan. "Yeah, those are more for the werewolves like me, remember?"
Jonathan laughed.
Clary thought with his golden hair, golden skin and golden eyes that he looked more like an angel.
She nearly chocked on her burger at that thought and ignored the worried glance Jonathan sent her way or Jace's amused smirk.
Ugh, no. Nothing like an angel. More like a demon.
She took a sip of her milkshake and decided in that instant that if they didn't serve them in heaven, she didn't even want to go.
"Oh my god, this milkshake and me are going to get married. That's it. I have found my life long partner."
Isabelle actually laughed at that, a smile playing at her lips. "I like her. She's cute."
Clary was kind of a little stunned. She's pretty sure that's the first time Isabelle properly acknowledged her.
She saw Jonathan grin.
Lunch was a little more fun after that. Isabelle and occasionally even Alec would ask her some questions.
The normal get to know you sort of questions like, where you grew up, where you went to high school, hobbies, interests and she answered all of them with ease and would of course ask them back.
It went on even as they walked back to college.
She found she rather like Alec who had warmed up to her by a degree. He was witty and supplied brilliant one-liners.
She was reminded a little of Simon.
They parted ways once they got back, Isabelle being the first to bidding them all goodbye and sauntering off to her class.
Clary was so not looking to a lecture on the Art of Sculpting.
Someone stab me now please, she thought.
Alec was the second to leave, clapping both Jace and Jonathan on the back before nodding to Clary. He left, grumbling about how far the computer labs were placed from the main area of the campus.
Jace and Jonathan said goodbye to Clary before heading over to their class together.
Clary went to begin her search for her class and walked towards the art building.
She had only taken a few steps before she felt someone tap on her shoulder.
She turned and saw Jonathan stand there, smiling at her. "Um, today was fun so I was hoping we could do it again? And so, if I could get your number?"
He seemed so bashful about the whole thing that Clary smiled. She pulled out her phone and told him to put his number in.
He seemed confused but did it anyway.
He handed it back to her and proceeded to call the number, hanging up once it started ringing.
"There, now we have each other's numbers," she told him, putting her phone back into her jeans pocket.
He beamed at her before giving her a quick hug goodbye and walking back to where Jace was waiting for him.
Clary smiled all the way to her class and even all the way back home, which caused the people on the subway to look at her a little funny.
She didn't care though. She had made some friends today.
Simon would have been proud of her.
A/N: Ta-da! Okay, so the last year was super hectic and it was my senior year so I had finals to study for not to mention college applications are glaring at me right now. I should really do those. Ugh. Anyway, hope you like the chapter!
Edit (24/01/15) : I realised I wrote Sebastian instead of Jonathan in the beginning. Oops. It's been fixed.
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