Description- clary fray has had a dark past but she is suddenly drawn to the light when the rock band "fallen angels" comes to her school to look for a dancer. She is intoxicated by their voices and mesmerised by the main singer, Jace. Will she be able to escape her own personal hell with the help of her own fallen angel?

Oof this is my first fan fiction so I apologise if it terrible, summer has just started so the updates should be frequent but when school starts again they won't be so close together. Sorry. Also I'm from England but not london and I know that most schools have uniform(like mine) but I've decided that here they don't. Well anyways here goes...

Clary pov

The ringing of an alarm echoes through the apartment as clary's eyes slowly open and blinking adjust to the light. A groan emits from her mouth, it was Monday morning and she's got school. Some people call it school but clary personally preferred to call it hell, the bullies and the drama, she was just fed up off it all and was in desperate need of an escape wherever she might find one.

Her bare feet patter onto the wooden floor as she clambers out of her bed , bright lights shine through her open window giving her cacti and succulents everything they need to survive. As much as she didn't want to clary got ready for school- Paint splatted mom jeans, a fall out boy t-shirt and finally dr martens, her tiny frame was hidden by baggy clothes, just the way she liked it. She unwillingly dragged a brush through her copper hair and made it presentable following this a mascara brush was swiped over her eyelashes and now she deemed herself presentable.

Clary's legs carried her out of the front door and onto the pavement of the busy streets of London. People already rushing around making their commutes to work and school, all lost faces in a crowd. She'd see the same citizens everyday but nobody looked up and smiled they all just pushed past. Clary Fray was undoubtably the shortest 16 year old but that didn't stop her from been one of the most talented dancers at her school, which only made the bullying worse. Students at school ignored her like the passers by on the street.

Before she knew it clary had got to school and hell had already broke loose, many girls and a few boys where running up and down the corridors screaming and fangirling. "The fallen angels are here!!" She heard someone scream, it couldn't be, her favourite band offall time at school, no way. Her stomach started doing summer saults as if it was competing in gymnastics at the oylimpics inside she was screeching but she had to remain calm. First period was dance- one of her favourite lessons just not with the people in it. With both dread and fear controlling her clary trudged to dance.

She was the first student to arrive there and swiftly walked into the changing room and promptly changed into her dance kit. As soon as she was done she wandered back into the studio and started to stretch nobody could be as flexible as her without stretching, it helped her to maintain all of her tricks. Speaking of her tricks clary's classic tricks were her front aerials , switch leaps and overextended fan kicks. All so well rehearsed they looked effortless.

After about 10 minutes of peace the rest of her class started filling in all gossiping about Jace Herondale( the lead singer of the fallen angels) and sniggering at her. She carried on practicing until the teacher walked in, 5 people following him. Clary wanted to scream! They were here, what everyone was saying was true! To round up her small rehearsal she did a final front aerial and the full room erupted with gasps, it was perfect until her foot slipped and suddenly her full body came crashing to the ground with a thud.

The echo off footsteps approached and her emerald orbs stared into molten gold. A muscular hand was offered as a husky voice said " Hi I'm Jace, that was amazing, you are amazing, come on let me help you get up". Was this really happening, to clary it was too cliche but perfect! She let her small frail hand lock into his calloused tan one and he slowly pulled her up. She was at a loss for words her mouth could barely manage it but finally she quietly said"thank you". He just smirked and walked back to the other 4 members, the rest of the class glaring at Clary, many of the girls green with envy.

So that's the first taste of this story. I' m still unsure where this is going but I have a vague idea. Like I said this is my first fanfic so I'm open to criticism as long as it's not too harsh and will help. It's really short but I promise the next one will be longer. Thank you for reading!

Retro Gemini Xx