Idris Institute

Chapter 40

Everything looked like it was all there. So, Izzy and I just pushed it a side to worry about later. We must head to classes before we are late. We walked out the door. I took one more glance around before shutting and locking our door. Before we left I wanted to do something just in case. This doesn't feel right. I then drawn a ruin on our door. Izzy trusted what I was doing. We then headed to classes.

The day has long but didn't drag out. But the whole day I couldn't stop thinking about Izzy's and my room door being open and unlocked. Mostly, when I know I did lock it and shut it on my way out. Izzy and I have kept it to ourselves.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Jace said sitting next to me.

"Just lost in thought. Day dreaming." I told him.

"What were you day dreaming about me? I bet it was the best day dream you ever had." He said being a little bit cocky.

"Sorry to bust your bubble cocky. But no. I was just day dreaming." I told him.

I didn't really want to tell him the truth about what I was thinking about. I didn't know how too. Also, I didn't want to worry him. It was probably nothing so why worry him. Any ways Izzy and I agreed to keep it ourselves.

*Izzy's POV*

So, right now I have a free block. I thought about going to check Clary's and mine room out. Just make sure everything was where we left it, and nothing was taken. I don't know what I will do if our room isn't safe anymore. I also, want to make sure Clary doesn't get hurt. Her father and weird ass brother is still out there. I care for Clary like a sister. I want to help protect her. She is family.

"Yo Izzy." Simon said leaning against my door frame.

"Hey Simon." I said still looking around.

"What did you lose something?" He asked me.

"No. Just looking around." I told him.

"Why? Everything looks okay to me." He told me.

That's the thing everything does look okay. I don't trust it. If someone really did break into our room, then they know me and Clary pretty go to do that. I just ignored Simon. I didn't know how to tell him what happened. Also, I can't because me and Clary agreed to keep it to ourselves.

"Earth to Izzy. Are you going to answer my question?" He asked me.

I stopped what I was doing and looked at him. I then signed and said,

"You can't tell anyone. You have to swear on the angel Simon."

"I swear on the angel. I won't tell anyone. Anyways who do I have to tell. I am not the most popular guy here." Simon told me.

"Clary and mine door was unlocked and opened a bit when we came back from breakfast this morning." I told him.

"Did someone break in or something?" He asked me.

"Don't know. That's why I am looking around. Maybe you can help me. You know Clary well. Can you see if anything of her stuff has been moved or taken?" I asked him.

He went right to work. We stay like that for a bit longer. Just then I saw Simon looking at something. It was one of Clary's sketch books. He was studying it. I then asked him,

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. But something isn't right with this one. Who should go find and show her it?" He suggested to me.

"Yeah, sure. She is probably with Jace in the library or training room." I told him.

*Clary's POV*

I was just about to leave the library with Jace when Izzy and Simon came up to us. Simon then handed me one of my sketch books. I looked at him weird. I then asked,

"What's going on?"

"What sketch book is that?" Simon asked me.

Simon knows I certain sketch books and pads for different things. Different drowning and everything in them. This one is a little more important to me. I use this one as a diary with pictures. But Simon know that. That's why he didn't open it.

"This one is the don't you dare open or I will kick your ass one." I told him.

"That's what I thought. But something doesn't feel right about it." He told me.

I put my things down on the table and looked throw it. But he was right. Something wasn't right with this one. The sketches in it looks like a copy or... Rune. I pulled out my stela and reversed whatever some did. Then a didn't book showed. This isn't my diary. Where is the real one? We are in trouble if someone has the real one. That has everything in it. All my secrets and fears at. Someone has it. But who?