Life Changes? So Do People.

Chapter 3.

I do not own The Mortal Instruments. Cassandra Clare does. I just own the plot.

Jon POV
Now there were only 2 days until I'd get to see my beautiful sister. Today we finished her room. The walls were pink. The bedding was zebra print. There was a desk in one corner and a tv with pink and zebra chairs. The pillows said PINK and had the little 'VS' for Victoria Secret. It looked amazing.

I know her birthday was a little bit ago, so I decided to take Jace with me to find her a belated birthday present.
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We ended up in a pet store. I decided to get her either a dog, bunny, or turtle. "Jace, which one, dog, bunny, or turtle?"
"Hmmm. No turtle. What about a bunny."
"Okay. White, brown, or white with spots?"
"White with spots."
"Okay brown or black spots?"
"I didn't think this was 20 questions. But, black."
"Shut up. Alright this one," I pointed at a fuzzy bunny with black spots covering her.
"Yeah." Jace went and got the lady working so she could ring us up.
Clary POV
Yesterday, I broke up with Nick. I did tell him though, if I come back with no boyfriend, I'll find him. Today I was leaving I'd be there tomorrow in the afternoon. Now, it was currently 6pm., so I had 4 hours until my flight would leave. A limo would come to take me to the private jet. I'd be flying solo, because my dad left this morning for yet, another business trip to Australia. I put my many suitcases, duffel bags, and boxes by the door to be ready. I had about 20 maybe 30 total. Turns out I had to take all of them. Every one was a different Vera Bradley pattern.

I opened one of my boxes. It was filled with pictures. One of my old dog, Lily. My bunny, sugar. Nick and I. That's when I started crying. I decided to go to the graves of Lily and Sugar before I left. They both died of old age.

When I went back inside, I got into comfy clothes... sweats and a shirt, and continued to cry until the now 3 hours passed.
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As the 3 hours passed, I put the pictures back and heard a knock on my door. Michael, my limo driver, helped packed my bags in the limo before we drove to the airport. "Clary, I will be on the jet with you. When we arrive at New York, a limo will be waiting, so I can drive you to Jocelyn's. After that, I'm coming back here."
"Okay. Thank you."
"No problem kiddo." He smiled the goofy grin, he knew I always laughed at.
Jon POV
After getting the bunny, food, and a cage filled with toys, Jace and I stayed in my room playing video games and eating pizza until my mom barged in. "Boys, I want you two to be here tomorrow when Clary gets here at 4."
"But we have football practice," I protested already knowing if have to skip it.
"Well, come straight home afterwords then." With that she left.
"So, Jon. Are we gonna skip practice to see Clary, or come here after practice?" Jace asked.
"Come straight here after school." Then, we started playing Call of Duty once again.
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Clary POV
Michael and I were now in the limo that was waiting for us in New York. We packed my 20 bags along with all 10 boxes. When we were almost there I checked my outfit, dark blue dress with white polka dots coming to mid-thigh as well as red heels, red lipstick, and my hair flowing down my shoulders in curls. Perfect. The ride was mostly silent except for when my phone rang out or my laptop rang out. I was watching The Notebook when the limo stopped and Michael announced, "We're here."

AN- Sorry for not updating. To busy with school, but I'm back. Happy Thanksgiving!! Eat turkey.
XXAshleigh