I groaned and slapped my alarm.
I went to bed too late. At least Henry was sleeping beside me.
I peeled my body from my blankets and crawled to my kitchen.
It was 11:35. Rays of sun were pouring through my window.
Groaning, I grabbed pancake mix and chocolate chips.
"Fuc-cacadoodledoo!!!" I corrected myself. My hands were covered in shell and egg. Because life is fucking amazing and thinks nobody should suck at cooking. Have I told you the sky is blue?
I heard snickers behind me.
I quickly turned. Jace was standing there with his hand covering his mouth. Twerp.
"You suck."
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"Pancakes are ready!!"
I placed Aunt Jemima in the middle of the table and waddled to my room.
Isabelle was sitting on my bed helping Henry change.
"No no no. Your foot goes here.... yeah that's good."
I saw Henry turn to Iz and smile as bright as the sun.
"I hear pancakes are ready. I'll race you to the kitchen!" Iz exclaimed. I chuckled as the two zoomed out of my room, down the stairs and into the bathroom where they washed their hands.
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FanfictionClary flees the NY Institution after finding Jace with another woman. A few years later Isabelle gets a package with Clary written all over it. She and Jace travel over to Cali to find the firey red head, and learn that Clary has a secret, too.
