Pen-Pal's.

Chapter 2

Isabelle had been long gone by the time Clary finally deemed it time to open her laptop and search for a pen-pal.
She didn't exactly know what she was looking for as she typed "pen-pal" into the search bar. She clicked the first link she saw and typed in a random username to call herself.
She ended up typing "XxCFrayXx".

She watched as a list of names appeared onto the screen soon after she got started.
"Tears_Of_Despair69,iliketurtles123, kitkatlover42 ..." Clary groaned as the list of exotic usernames flooded past.
She had looked through 5 pages of names and,just as she had given up trying,one stood out to her like a beacon.
"JC_Wayland"
Clary reckoned it was an actual person looking to talk to someone so she clicked on the username,eager to talk to someone at last.

"Would you like to message JC_Wayland?" Popped up onto the screen and Clary didn't hesitate as she clicked "Accept."
The chat opened and she grinned as she thought of something to say...something to say...what was she going to say?
"Oh shit," Clary thought-her eyes widening,"What am I going to say? ...Hey I'm Clary and I'm doing this just because it was for homework...No-too bitchy."
Clary bit her lip and stared into space,trying to thread together an actual sentence.
Her laptop dinged and she snapped her gaze to the screen,eyes popping out of her head as typing bubbles danced along the chat,but it wasn't her that was typing.

JC: Hello.

Clary sucked in a breath.

JC: Not many people bother typing to pen-pals anymore-what brings you here XxCFrayxX?

Clary huffed a laugh at the use of her random username and quickly typed back:

CF: Would wanting to talk to a random stranger really count me as "bothering"?

JC: Yes.

Clary grinned at how fast he responded.

CF: Then I am happy to be bothering at all. What's your name?

JC: Jonathon.

CF: Your turn in the hot seat-why are you even bothering to talk to a stranger?

JC: Fair enough-you've got me- I secretly am a wanted murderer-looking for my next victim,and quite frankly Fray I think you've caught my attention.

Clary didn't know why she blushed.

CF: Should I be grateful or?? ...

JC: Of course you should! It's not everyday I go around making broad statements like that ;)

CF:Consider me flattered then.

JC: Might I ask where you're from?

CF: Cali,you?

JC: LA.

CF: I've always wanted to go there,though the chance of bumping into someone like Jace Herondale keeps me grounded here :)

JC: Not a fan??

CF: No. Definitely not.

JC: I think we're going to get along swimmingly.

She ended up telling him a lot about herself,how she loved art and how you'd usually find her doodling on pieces of paper.She didn't exactly tell him much about her appearance,just saying that he'd know it was her since she'd likely stand out in a crowd,she didn't elaborate when he got curious.
In return,he told her about himself,saying that he was quite a busy person and was usually on the road most of the time. He too said he'd stand out in a crowd,both for his appearance and his reputation. Clary got curious this time-though he didn't elaborate either. He told her he had blonde hair though-which was a start.
It turns out they were both 18,Clary was happy because she didn't exactly want to be typing someone younger than her...but she still didn't know if he was telling the truth,heck,for all she knew he could be a 50 year old man but...she enjoyed typing to Jonathon-she hadn't realised she'd actually want to be doing her English homework as their conversations continued.
Clary grinned as she finally closed her laptop,replaying the long conversations in her mind over and over.
"Jonathon." Clary thought gleefully.
"I can't wait to tell Isabelle."