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I finished eating and then Clary showed me to my room. I then went into Simon's room to see him reading the "novel". I said bye and he didn't even look at me. I walked out throwing my book bag on my back. I scratched the back of my neck as I stood at the outside of his door with my back facing his door. What happens if Simon had my diary?

I walked away feeling scared. What happened if my diary dropped out somewhere. I could have left it in my car. Definitely. My diary. It's the car! It has to be. I went into my room dropping my bag on the floor. I looked in the mirror and faked a smile. I wonder what Jace looks like? I wonder what's he like? I hope he's nice to Clary or else I will put him in critical condition. I cracked my knuckles flipping my hair back.

I took a shower and Isabelle gave me one of her night gowns. I went to sleep and I woke up at 5:00 am, I started to stretch. Time to search from my diary. I went downstairs with my car keys. Mustang. Mustang. Mustang. Ooh there it is. I jogged to the car and turned it on. Woah. My diary was in the passenger's seat on the floor open. Oh thank goodness!

I'm so hungry. I reached over the front seat and grabbed the diary off of the floor. I held in close to my chest and I went to the front door. Dang it! I don't have keys and plus they're all sleeping. I forgot the money in my book bag but I did take me wallet. My phone- Ugh! It's inside. I then saw Simon jogging towards the Institution.

"Simon!" I yelled rolling down the window

He looked around for a quick second and went towards the Institution. Got dang it, Simon! Pay attention.

"Simon!" I yelled again louder

He looked around and then looked at me. Could he not hear my loud voice nor the loud engine of a mustang behind him?

"Claire? Is everything okay?" He said getting closer to the car

"I'm kind of locked out. Can you let me in?"

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Simon walked me to the kitchen and made me something to eat. It was 8:00 now since Simon showed me the entire Institution. Not only was I hungry, I was also tired.

"Simon-" My stomach interrupted me by grumbling

"Your hungry. I'm making us breakfast. Don't say you can do it yourself because I'm not letting you." He said not looking at me

"Fine." I said holding my stomach

I then felt someone's eyes on me and I heard footsteps going down the stairs. I then realized there was a guy with blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. He then stared into my eyes with confusion and slight anger.

"Jace." I said

"I'm guess your Clary's friend. Claire? Right?" He asked

I could tell Simon's body tensed when he said Clary. I glanced at Simon and then I looked at Jace again. I nodded.

"Nice to meet you." I said

"Nice to meet you, too." He smiled

I turned my head to look for my diary and there it was in my lap. I hope I don't lose it. Again! Simon then turned around.

"Wait. You said you were locked out of the Institution. Where were you going anyway?" He asked

"I needed to get something very important." I said

"Which was." Jace asked

"Something important." I said

"That's not what he meant." Simon said handing me pancakes

"That's what I meant."

I held my diary in my hand tight. I might as well bury this book. I finish my food and we all sat in silence. I know how much Simon probably hates Jace and I know this is making me want to fall asleep.


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