Valentine's Daughter has come

Chapter 5: How is it possible?

Clary's POV:
Out walk down the streets were silent, but I didn't mind. At that moment I spotted a hair salon. "Come on." I pointed to the shop. I made my way over to the doors but stopped when I realized Simon wasn't moving. "Why are we going in there?" He didn't look worried or anything else. Just interested, wondering why we were about to enter a hair place. I decided after a moment t let him fill in the blanks. "Wouldn't you like to know." With that being said I dragged him inside after me.
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"Clary I still don't understand why I'm sitting here." This moment Simoin was sitting in a chair well a worker was putting something that looked like a black cape around his neck. He still didn't understand what was happened, * Mental sigh* Clueless Simon. The worker looked about in her mid 40's, had blond long hair the was pulled into a French braid. I told her to cut his hair a but anthem give him a bright green streak on the side on his head. Today's mission is to make him look more badass. First hair then clothes, I do have a lot of money so I don't mind. Girls will defiantly notice him now. If you look at him now you would think he was a nerd and never give him a second glance. But when I'm done with him you wouldn't look away. Nobody noticed how cute he was under those glasses and nerdy hair cut but I did. Now i am going to let everyone see it too. I know what your thinking, 'Why would you be helping him?' Well to answer you question I am helping because he looks lonely, no friends and all. But he looks like he has a great personality so I am go into be his friend. I sa in another chair beside him. I was going to dye the ends of my hair dead black. To remind me of the demon everyone believes I am. My hair was done before Simon's was. So I was watching him. The hairdresser said she was done and he could look now, but I stopped him from turning around. "Wait let me record this." I fished out my phone and pressed record. " OK now go." The hairdresser spoun Simons chair around so he was now facing the mirror in front of him. He had a look of boredom on is face but when he saw his hair it quickly changed to shock and excitement. After a minute of lookinat himself in the mirror he turned to look at me, a huge smile on his face. He stood up and hugged me, I instantly returned it. "Now we get to go to stage two" I whispered in his ear. "I'm game" he whispered back. Of boy, he do not know what he got himself into. We pulled apart. I payed for it and we grabbed my bags and left. We walked outside and rounded a corner. The mall was in walking distance from here but there was no way we could caryy all of these bags. We walked into an ally close by and I took out my stele and drew a portal. If Simon went to Shadowhunter high he would know about portals, whatever he was. He could be a Vampire, or a Shadowhunter, many a mundane with the sight. I'm leaning more towards Vampire with angel blood or a mundane with the sight that is deadly pale. I mean he wears glasses and is in sunlight, come on. I grabbed Hus han and jumped through, dragging Simon after me. I always thought portals were fun to use. To me its like going down on a high rollercoaster, which I love to do when not hunting. I landed in a crouch on my bed room floor well Simon fell painfully on his knees, must not be used to portal jumping then. "Ouch" he cried out as I let out a small chuckle. "Here, let me help you" I held out my hand, he took it without looking instead looking around the room. "Uh Clary, where are we?" He was looking at the painting on my walls. Pictures of Angels and Demons I drew, art of places I have been and seen. Also pictures of weapons I most favorite and Drawing I drew of me. Some with me standing looking out io the sea where monsters live and some where I am hunting, like action pictures. I even had vampire teeth and werewolf teeth in a picture frame, a gift from my for on my 12th birthday. I had a couple of dressers too. One by my bed and one giant one across the room where I put all of my makeup and art things or loose papers. Mostly where I put every thin that doesn't have a place or that I want to keep hidden from my father. My walls were a dark purple but had bright gold swirls over it in some places, most of my wopons and art work covered most of it though. My dressers and door to my bathroom, closet and one to the hall were dead black with red splattered paint that looks like blood. My blankets on my bed were black with gold swirls and my thousand of pillows were gold with runes covering them. I dumped my bags on the floor like Simon had an we got here. Speaking of Simon, I looked over atom to see a n awed expression on his face. I ignored him and walked over to my closet looking for a purse. My closet was filled with high heels,Running shoes (Jordons, Nike's) Combat boots and sandels. And with handbags, change purses, and just purses of any size. Then at t back of the closet was where all my clothes were. To much to explain now. I grabbed the closet purse to me, a black one with a gold chain thatoes over my shoulder. I stuffed my card inside. How does he even get this money? I walked back out to see Simon hunched over somethinon my make-up dresser. I walked over to see him looking through my rune book that I created. The fearless rune, the invisible rune, the heavenly fire rune, the animal rune, the though rune, the death rune- I snatched up the book and closet it. "What are you doing?" I shouted. Smon didn't seem to mind, he looked fascinated. "Those are not I the greet book, his is it possible?" He whispered. Great, time to tell him the truth.

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