Changes ≫ Simon Lewis

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[ D i s c l a i m e r ] : I do not own any of the characters except Claire Hazelwood.

"Do you know why after all this time, I am still here? because when love is true, it waits."

A few days ago, I got a missed call from Clary saying it was an emergency. Something about Simon not being himself. I use to be Simon and Clary's best friends but I moved away; I'm guessing they must of gotten into an argument. I was then driving around in my mustang around trying not to hit anyone's car since not a lot of people can drive good in New York City. I saw a huge graveyard that had changed into a tall Institution. This must be the place. I got out the car with my book bag on my back.

I knocked on the door and there was Clary with her hair in a messy bun with her phone clenched tight in her hand.

"Clarissa Fray" I said astonished. Last time I saw Clary, she was much shorter. I mentally laughed. I looked at her up and down clapping and she bowed.

"Beautiful like always." I said

"Claire Hazelwood, what are you talking about? You have absolutely became stunning!" She stepped aside leaving me room to walk inside the Institution.

"Thank you" I smiled looking around everywhere, this place was HUGE. I could tell that if I said something it could probably echo through the whole entire house. Simon.

"So, what exactly is going wrong with our Simon?" I turned around looking at her sad face

"Locked up in his room. He would talk to everyone except for me." She plumped herself on the chair next to her

"You don't live her alone? With Simon?" I asked

"No. Isabelle, Jace and Alec. Siblings. Jace and I are actually kind of the head of the Institution." Clary said looking around

"Where's Simon? I want to talk to him now." I said

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End of Chapter One, hope you liked the story.