7/1/2023 0 Comments City of bones book orderThere was a word for him that her mother would have used- insouciant. Clary liked the lilt to his shoulders, the way he tossed his hair as he went. The boy’s wide eyes were way too bright a green, Clary noticed: the color of antifreeze, spring grass. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “I’m a vampire hunter.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tentacles of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest.
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