I couldn't stop. it was as if looking at her was like breathing; if i stopped, just one swift move of my vision, i felt empty inside. i didn't know what this meant and why it was happening to me, but i knew one thing: i had to know who she was.

"Mister Radwood, can you tell me in what year did Valentine die?"

My new teacher, Ms. Lightwood, took me out of my reverie.

"Umm... I..." I stuttered. I felt myself go red. I could hear Jace Lightwood and his siblings, Isabelle and Alec Lightwood, laughing in the seats behind me.

"Shhh. You guys are making him nervous." The girl next to me turned around in her seat and scolded them. Just having her come to my rescue made my face go even redder. I try to regain my composure but oh man, was I hot! It felt like I was burning inside out. This has never happened to me. I was the class clown at my old school and I've never felt this nervous around a girl. I damned my parents for, in the end, choosing to actually be a part of the Shadowhunter world. Therefore, they had me "transfer" to this institute and leave my old regular high school behind. My old life behind. I've always known what we were but my parents stopped being a part of it when I was born, when Valentine was in full power. His death convinced my parents that this life is safe again. Well, apart from all the demon hunting and such.

Thinking about Valentine brought me back to the question Ms. Lightwood asked.

"Wait, didn't he die, like, last year?" I realized how stupid that question was. "Is this a trick question?"

Right when I said it, everyone laughed. Even Ms. Lightwood. I felt myself go red. Again. They can make fun of me all they want as long as it's not in front of her.

"Well, aren't you a smart one." I could feel Jace's smirk. I din't know what was up with him. I jusr met him last week when my parents brought me to check out the place and I had the feeling that me and him were not going to get along well. I was right.

"Ok, we'll see each other again here in two days. We'll begoing through training strageties." Ms. Lightwood stood up from her desk and headed out the library's door.

I started to get up when I felt a gentle touch on my arm. I turn around and all I see isa beautiful freckled face and bright red hair. I couldn't stop my heart fro. ppounding