The Pointless Adventures Of Jace And Simon (COMPLETE)

Crazy Mother

DISCLAIMER:I OWN NOTHING
BTW, this is a true story that happened to me a few minutes ago, except I don't sketch and I also don't have Jace..., and Clary is fourteen...
Also, I exaggerated the story a little
CLARY POV
I was sketching on my notepad in my room. I was sketching the blonde boy I had a crush on, he has a girlfriend named Hannah, I sigh As I look at the sketch, I can't get it right....it's irritating. I hear cries of pain and sorrow as the front door opens. I close my sketch book and run outside my room down the stairs. I see my little sister Lucy crying her back against the door. Lucy had a long sleeve red shirt with a navy blue leggings with red hearts on them. She had Nike pink and black shoes and had two low pig tails tied with a red rubber band Lucy is ten years old. I gasp lightly as I crouch down.
"What happened Lucy?" I ask.
"Vi-vi-Vivian...a girl I play with...she called me names and did this" Lucy cries as she points to her legs. I look at her ripped open leggings and see blood on her cuts. "She told me I was a pathetic idiot who ditched people..." Lucy cry's. Honestly, I think Lucy can be annoying. "She called me a tra-trader because they were doing gymnastics:..and-and I didn't want to do gymnastics so I went to play with Lucas and McKayla" Lucy explains. Now I was really mad. Hannah used to do gymnastics on her free time.
"I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind" I mumble. I stand up and walk towards The house McKayla told me was Vivian's I was getting cold feet, so McKayla rang on the door bell. I was on their pathway that leads to the front door. A blonde woman opens the door.
"Hello?" The woman asks.
"She wants to talk with Vivian" McKayla says. Vivian is 5 years younger than me. She's eight. The woman looks at me in disgust. I gulp. The woman was scary, she looked like she was about to pick a fight and drive you over with her car.
"How old are you?!" The woman snaps. "Why do you want to talk to my daughter?!" The woman asks. I feel light pricks in my eyes and on my cheeks. I was probably as red as my hair and my eyes were glassy with tears of fear. This woman was terrifying. She makes me regret every decision I've ever made. She looked at me as if I were some 68 year old man that wants to talk to her 4 year old little girl. Originally I was going to scold the girl for what she did, but I don't think that's a good idea.
"Um, uh, I uh, I um....I'm not...I, I just wanted to ask her what happened...because my little sister Lucy, she's nine, she uh, came home with her legs scraped, extremely bloody and crying and I wanted to uh, kn-know what happened in..in her perspective" I explain. McKayla rolls her eyes at me.
"McKayla, leave us to talk, Come here" The woman says strictly. A small girl was with her at the door. I didn't want to get closer to the woman, but I did anyways, I didn't dare look at her in the eyes, so I looked at the floor. "I didn't understand what happened...but you look too old to be speaking with my daughter" the woman says. "So leave and don't even look at my baby again. I gulp and nod. "My little baby didn't do anything, and your sister probably just fell from some tree...so, leave" the woman says. The little girl smirked evilly at me.
"Mom, Stop torturing Clary" as I hear the voice I wanted to die. It was Jace. "She's my age mom, she's only five years older then Vivi, and she doesn't lie" Jace's Mom looks at jace with shock and then back at me.
"Ok, uh, I'm sorry, I'll go now" The woman says as she drags Vivi away.
"Sorry, my mom thinks that Viv is an innocent little girl" Jace says. I nod. He reaches over and pulls my hair back and ticks it behind my ear. "I'll see you tomorrow in math?" He asks.
"We have math together?" I ask. We obviously did, I just want to see what he did. Jace blushed lightly and stood up straighter,
"Uh, yeah" he says. I smile as I push his shoulder lightly.
"I'm just messing with you" I say as sparks shoot up my arm. "I'm gonna go now" I say.
"Bye Clary" He says.
"Bye Jace..." I then walk back home and throw myself on the bed happily.