FULL SUMMARY:

Clary Fray just wanted a fresh start. Shadowhunter High was supposed to be that fresh start. A new place, a new name. It was supposed to be somewhere where everyone didn't know her name, where she could walk down the halls without whispers and stares following, where she could just blend in and not be noticed. If only life were a wishing well. It doesn't take Clary long to realise that in Shadowhunter High nobody blends in and nobody goes unnoticed, especially new people. She soon finds herself entangled in the schools vicious politics and somehow caught in the middle of a fierce feud that goes way beyond what anyone could imagine. One things for sure, Clary Fray is about to learn just how deadly high school can be.

CHAPTER ONE

The biggest conspiracy (and coincidentally the only one that nobody ever talked about), Clary decided, was school. Forcing the young and vulnerable of the world to get up at the ungodly hours of six and seven in the morning to go sit in a prison for a good quarter of the day, listening to adults drone on about whatever the government's of the world decided people should know, and then spending another eight of the day on extra work after they got home, was a way of controlling the nations of the world. On that thought Clary decided that she would no longer attend the hellish institute forced upon the most impressionable of the world and instead rolled over and went back to sleep.

Unfortunately the world had other plans for at the exact moment that she drifted back into sleeps cherished clutches her bedroom door banged open effectively eliminating any chance she had of returning to sleep.

"I'm not going" she mumbled into her pillow, ignoring the squeak of the springs as someone took a seat at the end of her bed. She refused to turn over and face whoever it was. It could only be one of three people anyways.

"I know this has been hard on you sweetie but you know that this was for the best. Things were getting too hard back there" her mother said. Clary of course knew that it was the truth but it didn't make things any easier. It didn't bring things back to what they were and moving halfway across the country wouldn't change that.

"That doesn't change the fact that I'm not going" she answered still not looking up from where her head was buried in her pillow. She was hoping that if she lay there long enough her mother would just leave her alone and go away. No such luck.

"Things will be different here, we will be different. Nobody will know you. You can have a fresh start, we all can" Jocelyn coaxed, stroking her daughters head. It didn't take a fool to hear the hope in her voice.

"How can you be sure?" The question was muffled by the pillow but was heard none the less.

"I just do. It'll get better, I promise" the pain in her mother's voice was so clear that it almost brought tears back to Clary's eyes.

"You can't make that promise" she responded but got up anyways. The world wouldn't stop just for her.

After showering and dressing Clary made her way downstairs to the rest of her family. Everyone seemed to be sharing the first-day jitters. Her stepfather Luke was making pancakes, which he only did when he was very nervous. Her brother Jonathon was silent, which was almost impossible considering that he never shut up and her mother was flitting around the kitchen nervously muttering to herself, looking like a chicken who'd lost their head. Clary pulled out a chair beside Jon and tucked into a plate of pancakes that was pushed her way. Nobody spoke as they ate, each lost on their own worlds. Clary kept replaying their arrival in her head. They'd arrived three days before late at night and had been inside unpacking and setting up since then. After three days holed up in her new house she was more than ready for fresh air.

Shadowhunter High was considerably bigger than her old school St. Xaviers. With red brick walls and several high windows the three storey building was hard to miss.

"Here we are. Good luck and don't cause trouble" their mother said as they stopped outside the school. Jocelyn was going on to her new art gallery after dropping Clary and her brother off at the school. Clary took a deep breath looking at her new school and for a moment wished she was back at St Xaviers with Simon. At least there she knew what to expect. However the moment didn't last long because a second later the reality of the situation hit her. This was her chance to break free and live unnoticed. Nobody here would know her, she could be whoever she wanted. Yes she would miss Simon like a lost limb but here... here she could blend in. She could be normal.

"Let's do this"

The walk to the front door seemed to take forever and the stares and whispers that followed them didn't help. From the second they stepped out of the car they had the undivided attention of everyone on the grounds. They were like Moses going through the parted red sea.

"This isn't what I had in mind when I said 'let's do this'" she whispered harshly to Jon.

"Well what did you expect, to slip in without anyone noticing?" He answered as they climbed the steps.

"No but I didn't expect to be stared at like I fucking zoo exhibit!" She hissed back at him.

"Language". It took all her will power not to slap him upside the head right there and then.

"Yes like you've never cursed" she said. Jon rolled his eyes at her.

"As far as our esteemed parents know, I haven't"

"Come on Jon, you curse so much you practically invented it"

"I do not"

"Do too" she retaliated stepping in through the door that he held open.

"Do not. Anyways I think that your day is about to get a whole lot better" he told her, a pleased tone in his voice.

"Why? Are you going to admit that I'm right?" She turned to him only to become confused at his expression. He seemed too happy with himself and that generally never ended well for some involved party. Jon didn't answer, only continued smiling. She was about to demand what the hell he was so happy about when someone shouted "boo!" in her ear from behind. Her resulting scream was enough to draw the attention of everyone in the hall. At the sound of laughter from the person behind her she whipped around in shock.

"Simon?" She whispered. She couldn't believe her eyes. What would Simon be doing there? In her school? She'd had to leave him behind when they moved. Or so she'd thought.

"In the flesh. You can thank your brother here for arranging it" from the glint in Simon's eyes he knew how Clary would react and was setting Jon up just for the fun. She whirled around to her brother quicker than lightening.

"You knew?!" She shrieked murderously. Oh he was dead. So so dead. He knew that Simon would be with them and didn't tell her! He didn't that her that her best friend in the entire world was moving with them and he didn't tell her! Jon took several steps back in order to avoid hurricane Clary, his hands out in a placating manner.

"Easy there. I wanted to surprise you. I thought it would cheer you up" he said in a calming tone. Clary glared at him for several moments before giving up. He meant well.

"Let's go to the office" she said suddenly a lot happier. Things were looking up.

So the idea for this came to me while I was reading the Shadowhunterstv article on 'what if the Shadow world were high school?'. I just couldn't resist. I know that I haven't updated my other stories in forever and I'm sorry but I have good reasons. 1) I didn't have internet and 2) Anytime I've spent writing (aka when I'm not reading) has been spent on my many original stories.

On a separate not f you liked this then please review and follow/favourite, it would make my day to get some response.

Liz399