My suitcase sits in the corner of my room, it's contents spilling out onto the floor, knickers and t-shirts and dresses I couldn't decide I wanted to wear tomorrow. The smell of freshly washed clothes hangs in the air, wafting from the pile over to my bed.
I did google if it would be cold in New York actually, it won't be.
I think because in my head New York was how I remembered it from the last episode of How I Met Your Mother I watched where when the gang all stay in the apartment. I don't know, I just imagined it would be snowing or something but no it was really hot.
My mind wandered past the Jace asleep in my bed to the pink silk dress that lay flat out on the floor. The Marilyn Monroe folds in the skirt fanned out over the carpet beautifully, I thought to myself as Jace snored loudly beside me. We seemed to have gone back to normal, and by normal I mean comfortable. He's staying here for the time being, a sharp feeling pangs in my heart at the thought.
It's 3am and my mind is rumbling with thoughts you only get at night. Existential ones, things you would never think during the day, I mean. When Jace was awake it was easier for me to forget I was nervous about flying to a different state and living with a bunch of people I didn't know. I'd even have a different Jace there- a Jace Herondale if I have to be exact. No one I know even knows what a Shadowhunter is, that's how far in the shadows they are. If I didn't know, I'd have to guess that they were a mix between the Men In Black and Ghostbusters.
The good guys dress in black remember that
Walk in shadow, move in silence
Guard against extra-terrestrial violence
But yo we ain't on no government list
We straight don't exist, no names and no fingerprints
Saw somethin strange, watch your back
Cause you never quite know where the M.I.B.'s is at
Uh and...Oh great! That's going to be in my head all day!
I feel good about school though, like a weight lifted off my chest and replaced with the nervousness of meeting new people but I was determined to not let my insecurities get the better of me and I say insecurities with uncertainty because I don't actually know if it was just the fact that my old friends were turning everyone against me. So if anything, New York might be my time to shine.
Jace elbows me in his sleep, pushing his brown hair into the pillow like a baby, his snoring halted momentarily by a thundering snort. Ahh, so beautiful. I smile to myself, feeling the warmth of his body next to mine was comforting at least.
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Fallen Arise
FanfictionThe daughter of the happily married fallen angels Daniel Grigori and Lucinda Price, is approaching her 17th birthday without friends and avoided by boys who think they'll burst into flames if she goes near to them, she's spiraling into someplace dar...