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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐔𝐌 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐔𝐏

❀𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕❀

When we go up the stairs we hear our mom say. "It's called a stele."

"What's a stele?" Liv asks walking to the living room. Clary and our Mom turn to look at us. We stand near the stairs.

"Girls come, I have something for your guys." She said pulling two other boxes like Clary's. When we get to her, she gives us the boxes.

"What is it, like a paperweight?" Clary's asks her her confused. We open the boxes

"No. It's much more than that. It's very ancient. I want you guys to have them." Mom tells us. Its cute. I grabbed the stele.

"They're family heirlooms. We frays have heirlooms?" Clary chuckles. Should we even have these.

"A few." Mom says weird. I raise a brow.

"You know what's weird. I doodled something that looked like this, this morning." Clary says which makes Mom look at her weirdly. Me and Liv look at each with raised brows. "I must have seen this around the house somewhere."

"Girls. I need to-" Clary's phone chimes interrupting her.

"Simon. He's on his way over." She says panicking. My eyes widened. He's our ride.

"Shoot!" Liv exclaims. She grabs my hand and pulls me. "We need to change." She says as we run up stairs.

"Girls." We hear our mom. "We need to talk." We stop and look at her.

"We can't right now. We have to change." Liv groans. I nod.

"We're going to see Champagne Enema tonight." I say as Liv pulls me. Ew that's sound wrong.

"What?" Mom asks confused.

"Yeah I know. It's the new band name. But Simon and Maureen are taking me out after." Clary says.

"US." Me and Liv say. I scoff annoyed.

"But its... it's your 18 birthday and.. uh girls your grounded." She says looking us. That's a lie.

"Wait what." We say confused. Me and Liv don't really get in trouble.

"Everything's gonna change for you now and the girls later." She says sighing. "We really do need to talk."

"Mom, we're had the talk. I'm cool." Clary says. We snort making mom glare at us. We look at her acting innocent.

"We need to have a much different and more important talk." She says seriously. We sigh.

"And we will. But not now so yah." Liv says. I smack her arm. She gives me a 'what' face.

"Can't it be over breakfast, all right" Clary says kissing moms head.

"We love you." We say.

"Thanks for the stele." I say. Me and Liv go into our shared room. "Let's change fast."

"You can't rush perfection." She says putting on her skirt. I roll my eyes. I'm wearing a black dress with knee high, high heels and a choker with my necklace, not the one Dot gave me. I put that one in my bag.

Liv is wearing a black skirt with a red cropped shirt and a black leather jacket. She's going to wear black pumps. And our signature red lipstick.

"There we look hot." She says looking in a mirror. I laugh. I grab my purse and put the stele in it. "Let's go." She said grabbing my hand.

"Let's." I say smiling. We go down stairs and see Luke. I don't have a good relationship with him. I'm suspicious of him. He always asks me and Liv suspicious and weird questions.

"I'm turning 18, it's not like I'm headed off on some epic journey." Clary says.

"I am. I'm going on a journey to find my self a sugar daddy or a mafia man cus I'm broke." Liv says chucking. Mom and Luke glare at Liv. "I'm kidding." She chuckles nervously.

"She's not." I say smiling. "And she's not the only one." I say laughing but stop and gulp at moms deadly glare.

"Other than that, you are! See we are going to Lombardi's to celebrate your birthday after our gig." Simon says walking in.

"Pass." Me and Liv say. We go near the door.

"You should come back here after. The city's not that safe right now." Our mom says.

"Pass to that too."

"Ah, thanks, Mom, but we're set." Clary says.

"Yeah, we will take a rain check. Wait. Do I smell chicken cacciatore?" Simon says. We groan.

"The club awaits us." Me and Liv say. Mom gasps. "Just kidding. Bye!" Me and Liv run out of the house. "Not."

"My mom is so overprotective lately." Clary chuckles. I roll my eyes as I scroll through my phone. Probably cus we're leaving and growing up.

"So, do you remember in Aliens when the Alien queen was defending her eggs from Ripley?" Simon says. Huh.

"In this scenario, is my mom Ripley or the alien queen?" Clary asks. What the hell.

"Both." Simon says.

"What?" Maureen asks confused.

"A mother defending her young." Simons continued.

"Defending me from what. I spend all day in an art studio. My life couldn't be more mundane. Besides, I really don't know much about when she was young." Clary says looking at a distance.

"Just do what I do and get all the dirt from your relative's." Maureen suggested.

"Well, I would if I could, but she doesn't have any. And my... dad died before I was born." Clary says sadly.

"So you have no one? No uncles, no aunts, no third cousin, twice removed?" Maureen asks.

"Just me and my mom." Clary says. Me and Liv clear our throats.

"And us, sadly." Liv says. They hum. We're always left out. But at least we have each other.

"I'm starting to think your guy's mom is obsessed with red heads." Maureen says looking at us.

"Strawberry blonde actually. Clary's the red head." Liv says pointing to Clary.

"More like carrot head." I say. Liv snorts. Clary just glares at me.

"Right!" Simon agrees.

"You guys don't think that's a little bit suspicious? You not knowing anything about your family? Your mom could be hiding some deep, dark secret." Maureen says.

"Maureen, it's not possible." Clary says.

"Might be." I mumbled.

"No, no, think about it."

"No seriously. Me mother is incapable of concealing anything from me." She says. I laugh.

"You sure bout that." I say. Clary glares and me. I shrug. "It's true tho. Are you really sure about that?"

After the song finishes I laugh so hard, so does Liv. Simon was looking at Clary as Maureen is looking at him and Clary is looking at Simon.

"They're so oblivious." I say to Liv. She nods agreeing with me amused.

"Thanks for being our roadies." Maureen tells us.

"Yeah, and thank you for being our artist in residence." Simon says taking off his shirt.

"Someone's got muscles." Liv says chuckling. Clary looks than looks away from Simons arm. Simon blushes. Clary glares at Liv.

"So, you went on stage tonight as Champagne Enema." She states.

"Not really a stage." Liv mumbles besides me.

"What we're we thinking, right?" Maureen says chucking.

"But now we're Rock Solid Panda." Simon says nodding.

"Ew." I say. What even is that.

"Yeah, we are." They say.

"Rock solid panda. Coming up. I'm feeling inspired." Clary says shaking the paint. I roll my eyes.

"Paint.""Paint."

When she finishes I go behind them to see. "What's that tag?" Simon asks. It's a symbol.

"Weird, I don't even mean to see that. Second time today." She says. Liv goes out of the van to see.

"You know they have confirmed cases of people waking up in the morning speaking French and they never even studied the language." Maureen says looking at the symbol.

"We need different friends." Liv mumbles. I hum in agreement.

"Do you think that's some kind of language?" Clary asks. Probably a symbol with a meaning to it.

"Sanskrit maybe." Maureen suggest.

"Probably says "your a cry baby" or "shut up carrot head" or something. Life is doing this for a reason." Liv says. They go put her spray cans away. I go closer to it but jump slightly when I hear Liv squeal.

"Better than Emmett Cullen." She says in the arms of a blond guy. He looks at her confused.

"You can see me?" He asks stupidly. I snort.

"And feel you." She said grabbing his arms.

"You have the sight." He states stupidly.

"Yup, pretty sure she's not blind." I say. He looks at me weird.

"Who are you?" Clary says walking is to him.

"Your mom." I say sarcastically. She glares at me.

"How can I not know who you are?" He asks Liv confused.

"Has that line seriously ever worked for you?" Clary says. I roll my eyes. Simon looks at us concerned. "Even once." God she's so annoying.

"Jace." Someone says. He looks back and than to Liv. He than let's go of her and runs off. Why did he react like that?

"Jace." Liv mumbles dreamily. I pat her shoulder. "He even has tattoos." She says dreamily.

"Is that a bad thing or a good one?" I ask her.

"Good." She whispered. I hum. "Excuse to trace all over." She says waving her hand. I cough.

"Jeez. True tho." I agree.

"I bet on mafia." She says smirking.

"Let's go find out." I say as Clary runs after him.

"Shit let's go." Liv says running. I run with her. I can already tell I don't like him.

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