When Will The Sun Come Out?


I was running and running, through the rain, trying to get away, but my little ten-year-old wouldn't take me any further. I tripped over a branch that appeared in my path, and into a pool of mud. The bad man caught up to me in a manner of seconds and scooped me up in his arms. I thrashed and screamed, but my attempts were futile. All the while he kept saying that he wasn't going to hurt me, that he was gonna take me to a nice home. But I knew better, big brother told me where they were going to take us. I blacked out.

I woke with a start to a little runt pushing me in the shoulder over and over. Damn that dream to Hell, I thought. Slowly I turned my head to see Max with an annoyed expression on his face. Even when annoyed, Max was the cutest nine year old I had ever seen.

"Come on, Clary! Breakfast is getting served and I don't want to miss out on the pancakes again!" He informed me in a huff.

"Alright, alright, I'm up." I said as I kicked off the covers and rolled out of bed. I had planned on brushing my teeth and getting dressed first, but Max had other plans. He took hold of my hand and dragged me down stairs and into the kitchen. I saw Izzy, Alec, and Simon standing in line to get to the food. Jace, of course, was already seated at the table and eating a stack of pancakes and plenty of bacon. Jace was one of those annoying early-bird types, and since he was always the first one up, he was always the first one to get breakfast.

Also at the table was Robert, our foster dad, reading the newspaper and quietly sipping coffee. Mayrse, our foster mom, had already left for work. It was an unspoken rule that Robert would stay and look over the kids in the morning, while Mayrse immediately headed for work. For a foster home we were relatively small, only five kids, and three of them were the actual biological kids of Robert and Mayrse. Those would be Izzy, Alec, and Max. I guess that's why didn't adopt a lot of kids, like they normally do, because they already had three of their own. Even though Simon was here a lot, even for breakfast, he didn't live here so he didn't count. Because unlike me, he actually has parents, I thought bitterly. I don't usually think that way about Simon, he is my best friend after all, but sometimes I can't help but be jealous that he still has his parents and I don't.

I was suddenly taken out of my reverie when I small hand tugged on my shirt. "Come on Clary, Izzy's gonna steal all the pancakes again!"

"Hey," Izzy exclaimed. "I did not take all of them last time! Simon helped."

"Hey now!" Simon said

"If I'm going down, I'm taking you with me," She replied matter-o-factly.

"Okay," I said "Stop bickering you two."

I grabbed me and Max plates from the cupboard, and handed one to him. When we finally made it to the food, there was only one pancake left, which I gave to Max. Leaving me with an egg, and a couple of strips of bacon. Truthfully it wasn't too bad, I don't usually eat that much anyway, but it would have been nice to have a pancake.

As if reading my thoughts Jace chimed in. "Should have got up earlier, Fray," He said with a smirk.

"Shut up, Wayland." I replied calmly as I started to cut up my egg. Jace was the only other one that lived here that was also an orphan. You'd think this would help us bound right? You know, the whole I get you and you get me? Nope, ever since I showed up here when I was ten, Jace has been a complete and total ass to me. Unlike me, he has been here since he was five, and from what I can tell, it was not a good five years before he ended up here. I don't take his assyness personally, though, he treats everyone like that, except Max. Sometimes, though, it seems like he goes out of his way to be extra mean to me.

"Both of you," Robert started. "Be nice to each other."

Jace snorted, "Fat chance."

I didn't even dignify that with an answer and just took a bite out of my bacon. Robert shook his head, but said nothing. The rest of breakfast went pretty much like it always does. Max went on and on about his new comic books. Alec sat in sullen silence. Izzy and Simon sat very closely to each other, whispering and laughing at their jokes. They were 'secretly' going out because they think it would be weird, my best friends going out. Of course they are both very bad at keeping secrets, so it was actually painfully obvious that they were. And there was Jace, who loved glaring at me throughout all of it, and only occasionally speaking when Max said something directed at him. Normally I'd be angry that Jace would choose to sit there and glare at me, however it did keep him from speaking to much, and that my friend is proof of miracles.

I finished breakfast quickly and put my dishes in the dishwasher, then turned to walk out, but before I could Robert spoke up. "Me and Maryse have to go to a dinner with some potential clients so we will be out late. I expect each and everyone of you to be on your best behavior."Looking at each on of us sternly and finally landing on Jace, where he stayed a little longer than the rest of us. Mayrse and Robert owned Lightwood Law. Which is basically this big law firm that is the reason we live in this humongous house, that they saw fit to name the Institude. I know, its sounds like a correction facility, but that's just how they are.

We all chimed in with our 'Yeah Sures' and 'Of courses'. We didn't normally get in trouble, minus Jace, so that satisfied Robert. Finally he got up and I took that as a cue that I could leave. I went up stairs and into my room to grabbed some fresh clothes, a pair of worn out jeans and t-shirt Simon gave me that said I 3 Nerds. I was just about to enter the bathroom across from my room, when I heard a voice say, "Mind if I join you?"

I knew who it was the minute he said it, still I turned around to see Jace right behind me.

"As a matter of fact, I do." I said snidely. I didn't usually let him get to me, but I was cranky today.

"Ah come on," He drawled. "What's that saying 'Save water, shower with friends'?"

"Yes, but that would be implying that your my friend. Which, your not."

"Mhmmm, we could start." He said it teasingly, but something in his eyes shifted.

I ignored it. "I'll pass thank you. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to take my shower now."

He bowed and swiped his arm out gesturing for me to enter the bathroom. "Of course."

I rolled my eyes at him and went into the bathroom, and made sure to lock the door. I put my clothes down on the toilet seat and stripped out of my pajamas. I turned the water on a little warmer than usually and slipped in. As the water drenched me from head to toe, I thought about the dream I was having before Max had woken me up. I'd had the dream plenty of times before, and it was always the same. It was about the night my neighbor found out that our parents weren't taking care of us anymore.

I was still mulling over it when I was suddenly sucked back into reality by a knock at the door. "Have you ever heard of global warming? Were suppose to be conserving water, not using up half the Pasific Ocean!" I heard Izzy screech from the other side of the door.

"Yeah I hear ya." I yelled back. I turned off the water, realizing that I had used up all the hot water. She is really going to be pissed about that, oops. I stepped out of the shower and quickly toweled off and put my clothes on. I ran a brush through my hair, once I was satisfied with my look I opened the door, which invited Izzy to come barging through.

"It's about time!" She yelled. She was just about to go on her usual rant about how her getting ready was a 'process' when she noticed how tired I looked. "Hey, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." She looked skeptical so I threw on a bright, fake smile. "Really Iz, I'm fine."

She still didn't look like she believed me, but knew that trying to get information out of me was futile so she gave in. "Alright."

I walked out and ran right into the bane of my existence. "Hello Jace." I said.

"Why hello there Reds, you know you were in there for quite awhile."

"Yeah, so?"

"Were you thinking of me?" He said with a grin that would put the Cheshire cat to shame.

"God don't be gross. Wait, no, scratch that, don't be such a guy."

"I'm sorry but last time I checked I was a guy."

"You sure about that?"

"Want me to prove it to you?" He asked with that annoying-ass cocky grin of his.

"I suppose I walked right into that one, didn't I?"

At this he actually smiled. "Yeah I suppose you did." We stood there for a while in a sort of awkward silence before I finally spoke up.

"Well, I'm gonna go to my room now."

"Yeah, right, of course." He said. Neither of us moved. We just stood there and stared at each other for awhile. His eyes were a perfect gold that reminded me of a lion stocking its prey. I saw a million emotions sweep through his eyes, irritation, cockiness, sadness, and vulnerability? Finally I shook myself and stepped around him and into my room. As soon as the door was shut, I slid down it and onto the floor. Did Jace really look vulnerable for a second? No I must be seeing things.