Chapter One: Interrupted

(Isabelle's PoV)

"You're late," Asher says as I step inside of a Starbucks. I look at my boyfriend. "People walk extremely slow," I say with a noncommittal shrug. Asher flashes a smile, giving me a glance of his bight white, straight teeth. He pulls me in, brushing snowflakes from my long black hair. "How are you?" He kisses my cheek.

"Great, you?"

"Fine, fine."

A voice calls "Asher?" He turns around, and grabs two cups off the counter and says, "Thanks."

He hands me my cup. "Hazelnut coffee with a shot of espresso, two sugar and no milk for you, and hot chocolate for me."

I smile. "You know me so well."

Asher grins back at me. Holding hands, we step out onto the sidewalk, and start towards my house. "I hated that chemistry test today," Asher says.

"I thought I did okay, but I didn't like it either. Mrs. Wyatt needs to calm down with the whole 'I see your every move' thing."

Asher nods. "She needs to chill." Asher doesn't actually have Mrs. Wyatt as a teacher; he's just sympathizing with me. The boys are separated from the girls at our school.

As he keeps talking about the chem. test and eventually today's hockey practice, my mind wanders a little bit, and I think about my life. Asher and I have been dating since May, and it's now two weeks before Christmas. He's such a sweetheart, and is always coming to my track and cross country meets, even though they probably bore him to sleep. And he knows my Starbucks order by heart. He's great. He also plays a ton of sports, and is very attractive. His eyes are a very pale blue, and his brown hair is always in an adorable little mohawk. And if that's not enough, he is taller than me. It's really hard to find a boy taller than me.

School floats through my thoughts next. I go to Washington Academy, an elite private school. I've been going there since sixth grade. My brother, Alec, decided he wanted to go public school when he finished sixth grade, so he doesn't go there anymore. My adoptive brother, Jace, didn't want to go to a fancy school either, so he's at the same school as Alec.

Then my brothers start running through my mind. Alec is eighteen and a senior. My adoptive brother, Jace, is sixteen, and a sophomore like me. Jace's girlfriend goes to the same public school as Jace. Her name is Clary, and she's sixteen too, same as me. She and I are best friends. She and Alec get along okay.

"Iz? We're here." Asher leads me to the door of my apartment. I pull a key out of my purse and unlock the door.

"Mom and Dad are still at work," I say. "Alec is probably at study group, and Jace will be out with Clary." I casually slip a breath mint into my mouth.

Asher raises his eyebrows. "I didn't know Alec was in a study group."

"He's a senior. He's just worried about keeping his grades up for college." I shrug out of my coat and drop my purse, slipping my feet out of my shoes. Just as I set down my empty Starbucks cup, Asher lifts me up and sits me on the counter. "Isabelle," he says brushing a strand of hair back. A tiny smile crosses my face, and I lean forward and gently brush my lips against his.

He kisses me back. I twine my arms around his neck. He tastes sweet, like hot chocolate. I'm glad that I thought to pop in a breath mint. Coffee breath is nasty.

Asher keeps kissing me. I keep kissing him. My heart thuds unevenly. I love you, Asher. I love you to all corners of the world. These seven months have been amazing.

"I love you, Isabelle," Asher murmurs against my lips.

"I love you too."

It feels like hours but also feels like seconds. It's quiet except for the ticking of the kitchen clock.

Suddenly, a slam echoes through the apartment. "Isabelle? I'm home! Where are- OH MY GOD!"

Asher jumps back, and I cover my mouth as nonchalantly as possible. Alec is standing just outside the kitchen door way, and has awkwardly flattened his body against the wall while staring at Asher with a look of disgust on his face. "Do you guys really have to do that here?! Oh wait, no. I'd rather walk in on this than walk in on something else."

Asher coughs. "Hey, Alec," he says.

"Don't 'hey Alec' me," Alec snaps. "Get out."

I slip off the counter and give Asher an extra long, extra heated kiss just to annoy Alec.

"Ashton. Get. Out."

"Um, it's Asher, actually. Bye, Alec. And… Isabelle." Asher gives me a kiss on the cheek, and then leaves. Alec sags against the wall. "God, Izzy."

"What? He's a good kisser."

"I did not need to know that."

Alec tousles my hair before disappearing into his bedroom. I flop on the couch and pull out my phone. Asher's already sent me a text:

Sorry 'bout that. Did not expect Alec to come in.

I smile and type a quick response.

It's fine. Alec will cool down. He just needs some time.

Asher texts back almost immediately.

Well, it's been 7 months…

True. It has been seven months. I text Asher back:

He's just worried about me. Alright, now I have History homework, so I gotta go. Love you.

He doesn't respond for a few minutes. Then:

Sorry, trying to dodge cars. I forgot about that homework, better do it so my grades stay up. Text you later. I love you too.

Rolling off the couch, I grumble about homework. I grab my bag and drag it to my room. And now begins the modern torture known as: homework.

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A/N TIME! This is just a sample chapter. Unfortunately, the TMI series belongs to the wonderful Cassie Clare, so I don't own these characters (except for the OC's). A couple quick things:

~Sorry this is up late! It was supposed to go up on Thursday, but I had so much going on, there just wasn't time! And then Friday I went directly from school to my friend's house, so I couldn't upload there. But enough with excuses; it won't happen again.

~I don't know if I'll keep this going. Maybe if I get enough positive reviews…

~My other fanfiction, Gone (a PJO/HOO fanfic), will be updated again on Wednesday the 10th.

That just about sums it all up! Thank you guys for reading this sample, and for any reviews you might leave. I really hope you guys like it!