"Hey!" Clary snapped out of her thoughts and pushed her shoulder against his as they walked. "Rude much." She smiled at him. "I will not get wrinkles. If this sun keeps up my freckles might come out." She wondered if they were already there, dotted across her face. She really hated her freckles.

"I'm sure if we ask they'll tell us that it isn't our problem and to let the adults handle it." She didn't sound all that happy about it.

"Anyway, tell me more about this bird. How long have you had it? I don't remember it from before."