A Shadowhunter's Tale

Chapter 1: The Demons Hunt

I woke up after my alarm rang. Maybe. I probably fell asleep after my alarm rang. Oh who am kidding? I did fall asleep for like 10 more minutes. Anyways. I jumped out of bed in my black sweats and my badass Batman t-shirt.

    I grabbed my glasses off the shelf. I went to the bathroom and showered and brushed my teeth. Then I got dressed. Of course it was nerdy. A black Star Wars shirt, black jeans, and a gray sweater.

    I looked at the time. "Shit," I screeched "it's 7:30 I'm going to miss the bus."

     I heard my mom yell "Language," but I didn't care. I actually did I'm just trying to be cool. My mom is mean. Anyways. I grabbed my backpack and ran downstairs.

    The weather in New York today was perfect not too hot and not too cold. It was a little cloudy and looked like it would rain.

    My friend Clary stood there with her best friend Simon. We always sit together. I'm always late to everything. Tonight we were going to Pandemonium. Pandemonium was a club for teenagers aged 14 to 18 so only for high school students.

    Most people take the subway but that's when you want to go farther. I take the bus for two reasons:1) because school is just a couple of stops away and 2) because of a cute guy that goes on that bus.

    "Finally," said Clary,"I thought you wouldn't make it. I would've gotten on the bus and made you walk because I'm not walking again."

    "Hey! I fell asleep." I replied.

    "Like always," said Simon.

    "Oh shut up," I said punching him lightly on the arm.

    "The bus is coming don't fall asleep again Mason," said Clary as I rolled my eyes.

    I got on the bus and sat down. And there he was. Ah. Jason. That's not his real name but I can't talk to him and he looks so much like a Jason so I call him that. And here's my stop.

    I got off the bus and you know school. It's pretty boring even though I pass all my classes. So let's just skip the school part.

I went home with Simon. I lent him some of my clothes. He wore a black shirt that read "Talk nerdy to me" in white letters, gray jeans, and black converse. His hair was spiked up.

    I wore tan pants, a redish long sleeved buttoned up shirt, and black vans. My hair was flat on my head and kind of short.

    "Let's go to Clary's now," said Simon.

    "Hold on," I said walking towards him. "When are you going to tell Clary you like her?"

    "Whhaatt," he said running his hands through his hair turning red. "I don't like her."

    "Mmmhhmm," I said "that's why your getting nervous and look like a baboon's butt." Then I started running.

    "I'll tell her later," he said.

We walked to Clary's apartment. Clary's mom opened the door. "Hey Mrs. Fray," Simon and I said in unison.