I woke up and peered out my window just like I had every morning since I arrived in Idris. It was 6:11 AM and I had slept through my alarm, again. Usually I would stay wrapped up in my blankets like a caterpillar in a chrysalis until around 5:45, but not today. I had about 35 minutes to change, put makeup on, and get to my first class. Which I guess would be Defense, according to my new schedule.

I jumped out of my warm sheets and to my surprise I landed on papers, not papers - drawings. However, I didn't remember sketching them, and it was weird that they were real pictures. Lately, all I'd been drawing were runes. There weren't just two or three, more like fifty or sixty. I bent over and grabbed a handful. At first they seemed like ordinary drawings. Quickly examining the few I had in my hands I noticed something strange. In each one there was a boy, no - a teenager. He was probably 16 or 17. His face was framed with golden locks and his eyes resembled 24 karat gold rings. He was lean, but you could see the defined muscles in his arms. He looked like the type of guy you would dream of being swept off your feet by. He was so handsome, like a prince.

I'm getting distracted. I glanced at my clock. 6:16. Great, I thought, now I have even less time to get ready.

I dashed to my closet grabbing some shorts, VANS, and the Dungeon and Dragons tee I stole from Simon. I threw them on so fast that I was out of breath when I finished.

6:19. I had 11 minutes until Simon would be meeting me to go to school.

I rushed into the bathroom, nearly slipping in a puddle left by the person previously in the shower. "Ugh, Luke!" I yelled, forgetting he was probably at the Council meeting by now. I'm happy my mother married him. He's been around forever and helped me when I found out I was a Shadowhunter. He was more of a father than the one that left me, and I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather have in my life, than him, my mother, and Simon. Who else could I possibly need?

I snatched up my brush to try to tame the fiery red curls that flowed from my roots to my mid-back. I got a lot of compliments from people about my hair, but I thought it made me look like a lion. Seeing as there wasn't much I could do to my mane in a short amount of time I got started on my makeup. I didn't put much on partly because I didn't want to look like a faerie, but also because I didn't have the time. Just as I put down my eyeliner I heard a holler outside and made my way downstairs.

The slam of the door behind me was Simon's cue to start talking as we made our way to school. In fact, he never stopped talking. Usually, I'd listen to him, but I couldn't shake the thought of that guy.

Who was he and why did I draw him? Did I know him? Does he go to my school? I hadn't known the boy, but it's like every time I thought of his face my heart began to race and I could feel the pulse in my veins.

Stopping, Simon turned to me and asked, "Clary, what is wrong with you?" Being caught off guard I hadn't replied yet, so he continued. "You haven't said a single word and your heart beat is louder than the one of Magnus' parties." Flashing him a quick, but uncomfortable smile I replied with, "Nothing!" Soon enough he went back to his one man conversation until we got to school.

There goes my first chapter! If there isn;t anything that's clear it will be explained soon! If you don't understand anything after please PM me!

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