The Flare

Chapter 6

I pulled into the parking lot of Jace's school expecting to wait a while. I was right.
I was half asleep when someone knocked on the window of my car. It was Jonathan.
"What are you doing here?" I said as I rolled the window down.
"Well nice to see you too," he said as he opened the door. "my sister goes here, so I'm picking her up. What are you doing here?"
"My brother," I replied.
We sat in silence for the longest time.
He moved in the old leather and, once again, I banged my knee.
"How come when ever I do something unexpected you bang your knee against something?" He said.
"I don't know. How come you're so unpredictable?"
He laughed. He turned his head and locked eyes with me. They were so deep. Then someone knocked on the window.
Jace.
"What are you doing?" There was a girl standing next to him. Who is that? I thought.
"Clary?" Said Jonathan.
"Umm... this is my new friend Clary. I was wondering if she could come over to play?" Asked Jace.
"Oh um, sure. Get in the back."
"But the front seat is my seat!" Said Jace.
"Ugg, fine. Get in the back." I told Jonathan.
He raised his right eyebrow. Dang it, how do people do that?! He hesitated at first, but got up and climbed in the back.
Jace always comes in at the wrong times. For example when he was four my mom and I were wrapping a Christmas present for Jace, a nerf gun, and he walked right in when I even bribed him with candy to stay out. Up until Christmas, he thought the stupid thing was dad's.
When we got to my house, I opened the door for Clary. I mean Jonathan got out, but the politeness was directed toward Clary. I opened the door and hoped dad was out of the office for a change, as I do almost everyday. But when I looked down the hall, the door was still closed tight.
I sighed and said, "Let's go upstairs."
Upstairs we have our living room, game room, and bedrooms. I lead everyone to the living room and laid down on the couch, letting Jace and Clary do what ever they wanted.
"You alright there?" Asked Jonathan.
No. My dad has locked himself in a room, isolating himself from everyone. My mom is dead while my brother thinks she's been traveling the past 3 years. "Yep," I replied.
He glared at me. Why does everyone know when I'm lying?!
Again, we sat in silence, the only noise coming from Clary and Jace.
"Hey," said Jonathan "I've been meaning to ask you something."
"Yeah, what's up?"
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