Jace and Ella

Prologue & Chapter 1

Prologue

The water is crystal clear. Every particle can be seen from a mile away, although there is none. Thousands of bubbles are floating everywhere obscuring the vision. You're just barely able to make out a face through the distance. Suddenly you realize that your chest is about to burst from the lack of oxygen getting into your lungs. Desperately you gasp and breath in the water that surrounds you.

Without any explanation the bubbles clear and all you see is black; almost like the sun in nonexistent. Your breathing underwater, and you feel more rejuvenated then ever before. It's frightening, but you decide to ignore the occurrence and figure out what's going on.

Than you look down and see a familiar face floating into the distance. You can't remember exactly who it is, but you know they are already dead, so you swim up to surface. Once there, white light explodes into your vision and you wake up in a pool of sweat.

　

Chapter 1

Jace's Pov

It's dusk outside. I look out the window that has a perfect view of nothing but a brick wall. The inability to see the stars from every window in my house is just depressing, although I can see the moon if I curve my neck in an uncomfortable position. I turn my head around the room looking for something productive to do. The kitchen is clean. The dishes are done. The floor has been vacuumed, and the dust has been dusted. The laundry has been washed and folded, and I even went to the extent of mopping the floor. The extensive cleaning frenzy that overtook me confirms just how bored I have been for the past few days.

My mother, like always, is on another business trip. I don't even know where she went this time. Probably somewhere like Egypt. I don't keep tract anymore. Apparently, this trip was only supposed to take up to two weeks. This is how long they're all supposed to take, although this is rarely the case. Some trips have extended up to three months without so much as a warning call. Occasionally she will check in to make sure I have paid the bills and am staying at home, not getting into trouble. I usually lie. Its been three days since she left though. I like it better when she's gone.

I am seriously bored now. With nothing else to do I decide to call my best friend Ella. She's usually up for going to a movie or something.

"Hey, Ella. What's up?"

"Hi, Jace. I was just about to call you! What are you up to?"

"Ah, I've been bored all day! Do you want to go to the movies or something?"

"I have a better idea. Come pick me up, okay?" I can hear a smile slowly creeping onto Ella's face. I know she has something crazy in mind, but I have learned not to question her motives anymore. Although, once she almost got us killed by picking a fight with the wrong New Yorker on the subway.

"Okay, Ella. But lets try to stay alive this time," I plead.

"Yeah, Yeah." The phone connection goes dead. Great, that's usually a bad sign.

I realize that I've been driving with my headlights off all the way to Ella's apartment. I quickly turn them on and honk the horn as soon as I pull up.

I can see Ella's long black hair bounce around on her shoulders as she makes her way to the apartment entrance. Ella has a punk rocker look to her but doesn't overdo it. She wears just the right amount of eyeliner that makes her beautiful green eyes even more vivid against the dark clothing she wears. She wears snakebites and occasionally a nose ring which never seems to close up on her. She walks with a look of confidence that tells people she's someone who shouldn't be messed with. She's also very secretive. I sometimes wonder if anyone besides me have known her so clearly. I doubt it, which probably just brings our friendship even more closer. She's about my age, around 16, and has been my best friend ever since I moved to New York, two years ago. Ella was the only one who actually took an interest in me at my new high school. I don't know why, though. Ella doesn't seem like the kind of person who would take an interest in anyone.