Well hello. This is my first shot at fanfics, so, yeah. There are a bit of twists in the character personalities and stuff, but oh well. Hope it doesn't disappoint!
And of course,I do not own these characters!
As far as memories went, Clarissa 'Clary' Fray and Jace Herondale had always been friends. Best friends. Which seemed somewhat weird to the other people at Idrisianne High, because Clary was probably the most popular girl in school, whereas Jace was just another one of those people you walked by in the hallway, who went unnoticed most of the time. They were, apparently, opposites, since the popular crowd never seemed to hang out with the ones who weren't just like them.
Jace, despite his good looks and attractiveness, hadn't succeeded in getting along well with most people. Not that he minded that at all. He seemed to be content with himself, and could be seen hanging out with the same few people always. Alec, Isabelle, and Simon. Clary was, indeed, a part of this little group, but that was not all. Her charming personality and attractive looks seemed to draw everyone's attention and interest to her, and she could be seen talking to every other person at any time. She was very simple and sophisticated, and wasn't like those girls who wore tons of make up and mini skirts. But anyhow, she was liked by everyone, and was never mean or arrogant. Ninety-nine percent of the time, at least. Some people may be jealous of her, but her motto was, What other people think of me is none of my business. Jace pretty much thought the same thing for himself.
They had known each other for more than six years, and now it was their sophomore year in highschool. They hadn't spent a single day since the past two years without being in touch, and today was no different.
Three girls were walking down the hallway, towards the lockers, and they turned heads as they went. In the middle was a petite, green-eyed pretty redhead, wearing a black T-shirt that said "Red hair, don't care!" in bold white letters with simple jeans and black heels. Clary. On her left was a blue-eyed girl with black hair cut stylishly right above her collarbone, with sharp features, and on Clary's right was a brown-haired, brown-eyed girl, with a curvy body and a pretty, round face. They must've been talking about something funny, because all three of them had grins on their faces and laughter in their eyes. As they reached their lockers, Clary opened hers, and got hold of her drawing pad and pencils. "Well, see you guys later!" Clary threw over her shoulder at the two girls, as she had already turned and started walking in the direction of a smart, golden-haired boy who was watching her with tawny gold eyes, leaning against his own locker a few steps away.
"Jace!" Clary smiled as she reached her best friend's side.
"Clary." The golden boy smiled back.
I know this was too short, sorry! It'll be longer next time, I promise. And please, please, please, R and R! I'd love to hear all of yours' feedback / suggestions / reviews.
~ Rizura (Ritzy)