She whistled in relief when Peter responded, they would indeed discuss this on Monday. Blessedly, the weekend passed by with nothing special happening besides work. Monday morning itself seemed pretty mundane, she actually dressed for the weather for once, howling wind and such. Low visibility for everybody else except for her, she could see through the snow perfectly. Once she got into the school, it seemed good. She took off her jacket and backpack, revealing that again, she was wearing all black. Black leather jacket, black short sleeve shirt, black jeans, black leather boots, black fingerless gloves... She put everything in her locker and was shutting it, and going to the water fountain, and began drinking.
Sudden noises got her out of her thoughts and she began to hear properly what the commotion was...
"C'mon man! Lemme go!" protested a very squeaky voiced freshman boy as he was lifted in the air by his backpack and shirt collar. Everything about him screamed nerd and geek and dork and all the other things. Too thick glasses, clothes seemed to be mismatched, hell, he even had the stereotypical pocket protector long seen on nerds in the olden day. The guy that lifted him up was laughing and spoke,"Do my science project for the science fair next week and I'll think about dropping you and cancelling your next beatings!" The freshman spoke,"No way! Earn your own shit! The teachers'll know that I did it and not you because it'll be too nice looking, way above your caliber!" The big guy's face closed, and started punching him. Shouts of 'fight fight fight' could be heard clear down the hall, as well as the freshman crying in pain. The big guy was recognizable. Football player or some other jock.
She growled, she always had a long streak of hate for bullies, nobody deserved to be treated like this... She was suddenly moving, feeling full of life and energy, not knowing it was from the water, and charged at the bully, shoving people out of her way, and leapt onto his back, putting him in a choke hold, wrapping an arm around his neck, latched onto him with the rest of her body so he couldn't shake her off, and she began to constrict, and she whispered into his ear,"Best let him go. The body can only go so long without air before it shuts down." The guy dropped the guy, and sank to his knees from the lack of oxygen. Clary, being a good sport, got off of him, and stood back.
He stood up, coughing, and the freshman limped away, grateful for his savior. He stood, and glared at her, and she spoke softly, but she put as much contempt into her voice as possible,"Doesn't feel too good, does it, getting your ass kicked?" He roared, or what was supposed to be a roar, came out as a series of coughs, and charged her. She waited for him to get close enough, and decked him, got him right in the Adam's Apple. One of the places where no man liked to be hit. She hit him quite hard, she sent him flying into the closest locker. He hit his head, and he slid down. He was down for the count. She rolled her eyes, and checked his pulse, and made sure he was still breathing. He was still breathing, though he was unconscious. She spoke,"Someone mind hauling his ass to the Nurse? I'm pretty sure he ain't gonna be in Friday's game." It was silent for a few moments, then the crowd erupted into cheers.
"Clary! Clary! Clary!" they cheered, crowd surfing her to her locker, where she got her books and supplies, and she got crowd surfed to her first class. She was getting treated like a hero. But all Clary saw was something that needed to be taken care of, and she stepped up to do it. She was pretty sure that nobody would tattle on her, nobody would tattle on somebody that took out a bad guy, would they? She felt pretty good, and she closed her eyes for a moment, slipping into a new memory.
It was fall... The memory was stronger this time, she could smell things now... Definitely near Halloween, or Halloween itself. It smelled like pumpkins and other October like things. She could see her 5 year old or so self, she was dressed as Elsa from Frozen. A little boy with bright red curly hair that was dressed as Yoda spoke,"Clary, you dress as Elsa every year!" Little Clary replied,"Well duh! I have her powers!" She looked about, it was again the Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters grounds. Little Clary got a mischievous look and spoke in her best Anna voice,"Do you wanna build a snow man?" The little boy's eyes lit up, and spoke,"Lets! Christmas is only a little while away!" Little Clary laughed, and raised her hands, and snow began to pour from them. She was waving her arms and hands about, directing the snow. Soon enough, there was a snowman their height standing in front of them, and both children started cackling and laughing. The same old man from Clary's earlier memory appeared not a few moments later on his wheelchair, and was watching them both from a balcony, watching them have fun.
Clary 'woke up' from her memory, and could hear the faint sound of weakening metal all around. Little did she know, she was freezing all the water in the pipes in the school. What a weird dream/memory she had, but it seemed to make a great amount of sense to her, well, the part about dressing up as Elsa every Halloween anyway. She adored the dress she wore. So nice and pretty!
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