This is gift to JacePeetaFang ! hope you likeeee it!

And this is one of those cute/weird things between the author and the characters.

Jace: is there going to be me in it?

Clary: no, theres gonna be more me than you in it

Jace: no she is going to put a LOTTA me in it.

Clary: no she's going to put you crying in it.

Jace: shut up, she is not.

Clary: was that supposed to be offensive.

Jace; yes

Clary: then you have superiour-

Jace: thank you thank you bow to down to my superiorty!

Clary: I haven't finished yet.

Jace; then finish.

Clary: SUPERIOR FAIL AT BEING OFFENSIVE.

Jace: oh

Me; shut up peeps, lets just continue. And maybe I will put jace crying.

Jace; oh shoot.

Me; yeppp exactly.

LOL That was my first… thingy, but yea cheers to JacePeetaFang!

A/N OK OK OK I know this is an overused topice (or not really overused) and I know this is like someothers but I thought the topic was really neat and all.

Being the daughter of Mr. Valentine Morgenstern could really be a pain in the butt. I mean seriously, who wants to drive in a Porche with Gucci sunglasses and the all lnew Coach bags? Ok, well maybe everyone, but it could get a big over sometimes. Especially when you know that it was all a big mistake. You were a mistake and never meant to be.

How nice.

Joinin the Shadowhunter Assosication was like slowly stitching my heart back, slow and painful, but always worth it in the end. Always worth it in the end, that was what I was shooting for. But my heart broke to pieces to know that my only family, the Shadowhunter Asossiaction; New York, did want me anymore. They were going to send me to California.

Great.

As if I wanted that again.

Flying first-class with a suitcase, Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses, Couture shoes, and a Prada dress, you couldn't attract more attention. The Morgenstern ring that hun on a key chin around dmy neck felt red hot as if it was the one attracting all the attention.

I could finally let my breath through once I dashed off the airplane and too outside. Finding a guy with my name Clarissa Morgenstern, I hopped in the limo and let him drive me to headquarters. Though my heart was shattered a little glimmer of hope still exploded in my chest. I was leaving New York, away from daddy. Good.

Coming up in a secluded area, I knocked on the knockers with THE SA; CALIF. The shadowhunter Assossiation, Callifornia. The door opened.

"Clarissa Morgenstern," Someone said.

"That's me," I replied.

"Isabell Lightwood, I"ll show you around," She says.

I smiled, she smiled back.

At least I knew there was one person who had my back, I guess that was enough.

But of course, ore would be better.

How do you like it! Review! Maybe… ummm 5 for another?

- waterbluewings