Clace in High School

Chapter 1

"Do you have all your stuff packed, honey?" My mother, Jocelyn Fray, asks me for what feels like the Millionth time.

"Yes, Mom, I have all my stuff packed and in Jon's car."

"Ok, good." She replies and carries a box out the door and to Jon's truck. My mom sold her car and we are using Jon's truck to move all our small items, but a moving truck for things like the Couch and Television. I feel arms around me and hear Jon say, "Hey little sis, you ready to move to Brooklyn, New York?" He asks me.

"No. I don't want to leave Simon."

"Mom didn't tell you? Simon's Mom called earlier and said he was allowed to move with us. We're picking him up on the way to Brooklyn." I squeal and give Jon a bear hug; this was the greatest news ever. Then a thought came to me.

"Where is he gonna live?"

"Well.. Mom is letting me get my own place and she said you can live with me, Simon is also staying with me." He replies.

"I wanna live with you." I say. Jon smiles at me warmly, then we head outside and to his car after mom honking the horn at us. We check to make sure we have everything —we do—then we head off to get Simon then head to Brooklyn.

•••

We're almost to Simon's house when Jon turns around from his spot in the Passengers Seat and whispers in my ear, "Act surprised when mom says we're getting Simon. I wasn't supposed to tell you." He smirks at me and puts his finger to his lips. I smile.

"Okay, Jon." I giggle. He turns back around and then I ask Mom, "Where are we going?"

"You'll see." Is the only thing she says and she soon pulls into Simon's Driveway. Simon sits on his porch, with three luggages and two boxes surrounding him. I hurry out of Jon's truck and run up to Simon, pulling him into the biggest hug.

"I'm so glad you're coming with us!"

"Me too, Red." He says, pulling out my Childhood Nickname. I glare at him, I hated that Nickname. He just chuckles and soon Jon and Mom come up and Jon grabs two luggages, my mom grabs one luggage, and Simon and I each grab one box. We put it in the back of the truck, along with all of Jon, Mom and I's stuff then we head off.

•••

"I don't get why we have to buy a hotel room. What if I'm Homeless and need somewhere to stay?" I say to Jon and Simon while we wait for mom to come back with our Key for our hotel room. We were still about four hours away from Brooklyn and it was only midnight at the moment.

"So they can pay the taxes for the hotel, Little Sis." Jon replies. I sigh and just respond with, "Fine."

•••

It was 7:30 in the Morning and I awaken to my brother slapping me lightly. I moan and shove my face deep into the pillows.

"Stop."

"It's 7:30, we have to go. Get ready now or I swear I will slap the living crap out of you." Jon jokes. I sigh heavily then get up and stomp over to my bag. I pull out some clothes then walk over to the bathroom and get in the shower. After about ten minutes I hop out and slip on my outfit, which were dark blue skinny jeans and a long sleeved cream colored shirt with lace along the arms and on the back. I then go out and slip on my cream colored fuzzy boots then comb through my wild red hair and brush my teeth. I'm the last one done, and soon we are headed to Brooklyn.

•••

"We're staying HERE?" I ask Jon in amazement.

"Yup, I bought this place before we left for Brooklyn with money from dad." Simon and I just stare at the four story mansion in front of us. We had dropped mom off at Luke Garroway's, an old friend of hers. That's where she would be staying.

"What school are we going to?" Simon asks.

"Brooklyn High, it's a pretty famous school. All the jocks and cheerleaders are there. Like, the whole school is basically filled with them. I will be adding on to the list of course." Jon states with a smirk. The smile leaves my face, and it also leaves Simon's. We would NOT fit in at this School. We were anything but Jocks or Cheerleaders, whatever. This was gonna be 'GREAT.'

"I can't WAIT."