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Whether there was or wasn't God up there Clary didn't know. But that day some greater power had taken a stand against her. Since the very morning everything she dared to touch seemed to fall apart or malfunction in some way. It started with the coffee machine she had bought herself for Christmas; instead of working the way it was supposed to, it let out a weird screeching sound, the screen reporting an error of some sort. And so, she had to go through all her morning rituals without her daily dose of caffeine. She could only do that if it meant everything else would work the way it was supposed to. But that wasn't the case; in their bathroom, she found herself facing another problem; her curling iron couldn't be brought to life. Apparently, said higher power decided it was time for the poor thing to finally rest in peace.
And so, Clary had to improvise and try to make her hair look presentable without the help of her little servant. Thanks to her amazing skills, she actually managed to do a basic but nevertheless good looking french braid and light smokey eye look in less than thirty minutes. Today might won't be that bad after all...
Bella was going to stay at home today so that she'd have a bit more time to settle down and get used to her new surroundings so Clary had one last day of piece for herself; no matter what Scott Martin would tell you about her, she was a pretty smart girl so she was capable of imagining that once Bella gets to school she becomes her personal brochure of tips and tricks.
'Surviving Forks High School 10' She mused and her lips curled into a small smirk. It wasn't such a bad idea, after all there were tons of students who still didn't know the simplest of her simple tricks. Over three hundred students attend Forks High and if she were to sell them for five bucks each, now that would make an interesting sum of money without putting out too much effort. And she'd be a few steps closer to her dream university. It sure was an idea worth of thorough consideration...
"Morning dad" she planted a kiss on Charlie's cheek and stole the cupcake he was holding in his hand when passing by. "Miss Universe is still sleeping?"
Charlie sighed but didn't idle and grabbed another one from the plate that was laying in front of him. Letting out a loud moan while taking a bite as the sweet taste overwhelmed his taste buds, his older daughter truly was a genius in the kitchen. "Please try to get along with her. If not for yourself, then do it for me. I want my peace in my house."
Clary only rolled her eyes and took a sip of her herbal tea. "You should have thought about it before you agreed to this." One swift look at her watch and she mentally cursed; she was supposed to be on her way already. Looks like she's gonna be running late again... "Look I can't do this now. We can talk about it at lunch. Bye!"
Before Charlie managed to say anything, his daughter was already scuttling out of the house. With a sigh he reached for the newspaper, but he ended up just pretending to be reading them, since his thoughts were all over the place.
