NOTE: This is AU and OOC Story. You have been warned
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Of course, news travels fast. Though I really don't know how they knew about it but the next day that I went to work, Luke immediately rushed towards me.
"Clary, were you hurt? Are you okay?"
Though I really don't like Luke whenever he's being all 'I'm Emma's Uncle so I have to defend her even if she is a selfish bitch', he was sort of a father to me, well to us, actually. My parent's are dead and Seb was an orphan to begin with. He had a foster family but after he turned 18, he left.
"It wasn't really a family. It was more like, the masters and the handsome servant." He said.
Luke was like our father, so whatever happens to us, he immediately turn into father mode.
"I'm fine. I think."
"You were hurt! I'm going to find those guys and teach them-"
"No!" I quickly said. "I mean, I'm not hurt but I don't think I'm entirely fine. Those scumbags stole my bag and my wallet, my usb, my notes..." I remembered my stories again and refrained myself from crying, "they were inside."
"You're wallet?" Seb said as he was making his way towards me, "Clary, was your-"
"I still have a hundred bucks with me."
"Oh, Clary. I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." Not it's not.
Luke pulled me into a hug and Seb was patting my head. It was a really good moment until Emma came down and ruined it.
"Awww, did Ginger finally confessed to Luke already? Are you going to be my new Aunt?"
We all looked at her and she looks like... a tramp. Seriously. Her hair was messy, like, sex hair, and her clothers we are already exposing body parts that are not for the public to see and her make up was just a complete mess.
"Emma." Luke said, controlling his temper.
"Just go back upstairs and clean yourself."
"Fine." She said as she sashayed back upstairs.
"I'm sorry."
"Luke, can you please! Just this once, throw a mug at her head."
They both laughed and I smiled a little.
"I'll be giving your salary and your bonus from last night's shift-"
"You don't need to."
"Clary, it's the money you've earned. And judging from what happened last night, you need the money."
Well, he does have a point so I just nodded. Luke went outside and I walked towards the back of the shop to place my things. Seb was behind me.
"Hey, Little Red."
"Hmm?"
"You're like my sister so,"
"Sister huh?" I smirked.
"Shut up. I'm trying to be dramatic here." He said as he grinned. "If you need any help, I'm willing to help you."
I smiled, touched by what he said. "Thanks."
"Oh, and I'm really sorry I didn't accompany you. If I had, this wouldn't happen."
"Stop. You don't need to say sorry. Just... make me an espresso." He smiled and ruffled my hair.
I wore my apron and cap and went outside to start working. As I started cleaning the tables, I thought of Izzy and Simon, then I looked back to Luke helping Seb put sacks of coffee bean in the supply room.
This is my family.
This is my life and it doesn't get any better than this.
This is my life and it doesn't get any better than this.
That was the first thing that popped into my head when I stepped outside of the airport.
"Welcome to the City that Never Sleeps!" I smiled to myself. I grabbed my bag and went to hail a cab. I was supposed to meet my new roommate at their apartment at around 5, so I still had a couple of hours to kill time.
The first thing I did was to eat. It was already past lunch and I'm starving. This handsome face can get ugly... Wait, what am I thinking? I am never ugly. I smirked and unknowingly as I wait for my food, there was this fine young lady in front of me, smiling at me.
A brunette, with big brown eyes. Probably a size 3 and she was very voluptuous. She gave me a little wave and I flashed my killer smile at her, just when I was about to stand up and go to her, I saw something sparkly in her finger.
A ring.
I laughed and shook my head. I maybe a ladies man but I would never go for a married woman.
I sighed happily, thinking that my charm can even seduce and attract married women. It's a good thing for the husbands that I don't go for women like that.
I walked around the city and looked for places I can hang out, preferebly a really nice club that I can go to when I'm bored. I must say, there are a lot of great clubs here in NYC. I'm already looking forward to paying a visit.
After roaming the city for I bit, I stopped by this coffee shop and decided to take some rest before heading to my new apartment.
When I entered the shop, it was almost full packed with customers. I never thought there'd be a coffee shop that could be as popular as Starbucks. I saw a vacant seat near the counter and sat in it. I looked around and the atmosphere was really light. I guess other than those clubs, I can also see myself killing time in this place.
When I decided to get me something to drink, the first I noticed is that there are only 2 service crew. A tall guy with ash white hair making the drinks and a small red-headed girl behind the counter, taking the customer's order. I examine the red-head. She was small and not just small by her height, also her physique. She's pale and you can see freckles spreading across her face, and her eyes. Her eyes were big and round and... green. Not just any green but green, green. Like the kind of green that reminds you of nature. And her hair was really red. Was it natural or did she just dyed it? Anyway, she's very different from all the girls I've seen and been with.
Huh. Interesting.
"I'm sorry?"
"Huh?" Just then, those pair of big bright green eyes were looking straight at me. Wondering.
"You said interesting. You found any drink that you find interesting?" She said.
"Oh, right. Sorry. I'll have an iced coffee."
"Will there be anything else, sir?"
"No, that's all."
"Okay, one iced coffee for?"
"Jace"
"One iced coffee for Jace. That'll be 2.95."
I gave her the money and my eyes traveled from her face down to her name tag.
Clary
Clary, I'll remember that.
Jace, I'll remember that.
As he walked back to his seat, I looked at him for just a second and analyzed him. If I had one adjective to give him, that'll be statuesque. I've never seen him before, was he new? And his golden hair.
I bet it felt really nice-wait, what? I shook my head back to my state of mind. What am I thinking? For goodness sake, how can a man like him have an effect like that on me. That's just plain wrong.
"Hey, Clary." I whirled my body around. "One Iced Coffee for Jace."
"Oh, right." I cleared my throat before calling out his name.
"One Iced Coffee for Jace." He immediately looked at me and stood up. When he was standing in front of me, I find his presence a bit intimidating that I stuttered.
"One... One Iced Coffee for... for Jace" He smiled, which made me feel worse and embarrased. Seriously, Clary! Get your act together. I handed him his drink and when he took it our fingers touched. I felt a shiver down my spine.
He smiled-he has perfect teeth, I might say-and said thanks and went back to his seat. I continued to look at him until someone from behind nudged me. I looked to see who it was and then regretted it the minute I saw her face.
"You got the hots for blondie over there." She said. Seriously, how much make up does she put in her face. She's working in broad daylight and not partying inside a dark club.
"No."
"Oh, come on. I see you salavating over that hottie over there." It irritated me whenever I hear her voice, it sounded low and scratchy. I hated it.
I just rolled my eyes and ignored her.
"Well, if you won't throw yourself at him, I got dibs, okay Ginger?"
"Whatever."
Then I saw her sashayed towards that Jace guy and just like any other guys that she flirted with, Jace was entertaining her well. Ugh. It disgusted me to see such a sight like this.
"Hey, Seb."
"Yeah?"
"I'll just take a 5 minute break in the back, okay?"
"Sure thing, Little Red. Just be back in 5."
I nodded and went. The first thing I did was to check my phone.
3 missed calls from Izzy
2 missed calls from Simon
I decided to call Izzy first. She answered on the second ring.
"Hey, Izzy. What's up?"
"Just checking up on you. How you doin'?"
I grabbed a stool and sat on it, "I'm doing good. Seb and Luke are pretty much treating me well. Emma's well... She's disgusting."
"Ha! That bitch finally showed up to work."
"Not to work, but for work. There's a difference."
"Oh, yeah? Care to explain."
"Well, for one, we she's here she never really work. She flirts with every single guys she could find. Just like now."
"Oooh! Really? Who's here victim now?"
"I don't know. I've never seen him before."
"Huh. That girl can't be tame even if she's in a leash."
"I could put her on a leash, then hang her up."
"Clary! That's murder!" Izzy pretended to act so innocent.
"They won't find the evidence. They'll think it's suicide."
Of course, I would never really do that. No matter how much I despise that tramp, I could never do that to another person. Izzy and I shared laughs.
"Is that all?" I asked her after I stopped laughing.
"Oh, yeah. Simon said that he got you a roommate."
"Oh, really? Wow! That was fast!"
"Well..."
"Well, what?"
"Simon kinda already posted an ad 2 weeks before so..."
"What?! And you didn't even bother telling me?!" Izzy, sometimes makes me want to strangle her with her 'surprises'.
"We did that so you won't go through the trouble of finding a roommate."
"And am I supposed to say 'Thank you'?"
"Clary..."
"Fine! Whatever! When and where are we going to meet her?"
"You are going to meet him, tonight at the apartment."
"Wait... WHAT?!"
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