Hello everyone! Firstly, this is my first real fanfic ever, I've only done an one-shot before. So, this is a mix between TMI and TID, maybe with a hint of TDA. This is an AU story, basically all the characters are in high school, since there are so few of these stories with both TID and TMI characters.
The ships in this story are mainly going to be (MIGHT BE A LITTLE SPOILER-Y IDK) Clace, Sizzy, Malec, Wessa, Gabrily, Sideon, Jem/OC (I personally prefer Wessa even though Jessa is cute, but I'm going to try really hard to come up with a good character, I already have some ideas), and some other ships that there will be a hint of are Jaia, Heline, and Blackstairs, but if you want me to include a ship then put it in the reviews and I'll consider it! In this story the characters are 16-17, so they are in 10th grade (right?)
Rating: I'm going to rate this fanfiction T because there will be some scenes that may be a little too "brutal" to be rated K or K+, some may even be rated M because of violence/harrasment of some sort, but I'm not quite sure yet. However, if that is the case then I will warn before anything happens. I also won't be too descriptive with it.
BTW; This story is inspired by 'How One Party Can Change Everything' by brokegirl97, you should definitely read it! Please remember that English is NOT my first language, so I'm really sorry for any errors in the text! I haven't really planned out this story so if you have any suggestions on anything, please put them in the reviews. Sorry for such a long author's note, let's get on with the story!
Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare owns The Mortal Instruments and The Infernal Devices. I only own the plot of this story.
CLARY POV
Today was Clary's first day of school. Well, technically it wasn't, but since she and her mom just moved to New York City and this was Clary's first day at my new school, Idris High, it kind of was the first day at school. To say she was nervous was an understatement. Clary was really stressed about everything. What if this school would be like the old one? Clary's family used to live in a small city in Montana, but after some... things happened, she and her mom moved to New York.
In her old school, Iclary had been pretty much a loner. She'd had a few friends, but none of who she had been close with. She didn't have the kind of friends who she could talk about anything and everything with, who Clary knew would never judge her.
Clary was sitting in the driver's seat in her car – a grey Alfa Rome Stelvio, which she loved – about to drive to school, but for some reason Clary just couldn't start up the car and drive to school. Was it really normal to be this nervous? Calm down, you'll be okay. You won't care if people judge you, it's going to be okay.
Clary finally picked up the courage to do it. After all, she would have to face school at one point, even if she didn't want to.
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Clary had just gotten a map of the school from the principal's office. They had already gotten her schedule via email. Clary walked to my first lesson, English. When she found the right classroom, Clary knocked on the door. It was opened by a tall, slender man with untidy red hair and warm hazel eyes.
"Ah, you must be the new student! Clarissa Morgenstern, is it?" the man asked enthusiastically. Clary flinched a little at the mention of her last name, but luckily no one seemed to notice.
"Yes, but please call me Clary," she told him while he let her inside of the classroom.
"Well Clary, please take a seat beside Mr. Herondale. My name is Henry Branwell, by the way." Clary just nodded and took her seat, which wasn't hard to find, since it was the only seat available. She looked at the boy who the teacher had called Mr. Herondale. He was obviously tall, with broad shoulders and elegant features. He had high cheekbones and deep, violet-blue eyes and black, messy hair. Clary had never been really intrested in boys, but couldn't deny that he was very handsome. He turned towards Clary as she sat down in her chair and Mr. Branwell started talking.
"So, you're the new student. Welcome to Idris High, you must have been really lucky to get in the same school as me. I'm William Herondale, although everyone just calls me Will" the boy said and put his hand out to shake. Clary rolled her eyes, but shaked it anyway.
"Oh, so are you one of those egoistical players that every school has? I'm Clary Morgenstern by the way." The boy – Will – scoffed.
"Oh please, if you think I am a player, then that means you clearly haven't met the rest of the boys in this school. Take my cousin as an example, I personally think he is far more worse than I am, though he claims it is the other way. I don't think we will ever come to an understanding," Will said. Clary just raised her eyebrows, since she couldn't raise just one.
"Maybe I should just move back to Montana," she mumbled, mostly to herself. Clary really didn't know how she could get through this school year, and she'd only met one person yet.
"I highly doubt you want to do that you know, I think you will find this school very intresting. Lots of drama or whatever it is that you girls like. At least, that is what my sister likes. Actually, what subject do you have before lunch?"
Clary quickly checked my schedule and said, "Art, why?"
"Great I'll pick you from the art class right after the lesson, and take you to meet everyone else," Will said, which made Clary smile. Maybe she would make some new friends after all.
"I would love that." she simply said.
"Of course you would, after all, who doesn't love being in the presence of the marvelous William Herondale?" Will said, and winked at the redhead. Clary blushed a little bit, but rolled her eyes and started listening to the teacher.
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Clary had just exited the art classroom when she bumped into someone, and her books that she was holding fell on the floor. The person she'd bumped into immediately bent down and picked her books for Clary. She saw a flash of black hair, and at first she thought it was Will, but when the person stood up and gave her the books, Clary noticed that it definitely wasn't him. The boy did have black hair, yes, but it wasn't as thick as Will's, nor was it wavy in the way Will's hair was. His hair was straight, and he had black eyes and didn't have as sharp features as Will. He was about the same height as Will, but was more slender.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there. Here are your books." The boy apologised as he handed Clary back my books.
"No worries, I probably should watch were I'm going, I was a little lost in my own thoughts."
He looked at me from head to toe quickly before putting on a crooked smirk and saying, "I suppose you're the new kid? I don't remember seeing you here before, and trust me, if I had seen you I would remember those beautiful eyes of yours." Clary didn't know how to respond to that, but of course her stupid blood had to rush to her face and she felt her cheeks redden.
"Um, yeah, I just moved here."
"Cool, well my name is Sebastian Verlac, what's yours?"
"Clary Morgenstern."
"We should probably do something sometime," he said and winked at Clary. Maybe it was just her, but in Clary's head, that sounded kind of creepy. Luckily, she was saved from answering.
"Clary!" she heard Will's voice say from behind. She turned, and saw Will walking towards her with a silver-haired boy. Clary stared at the boy for a few seconds. He really was silver. He was really slender and average-height, maybe a tiny little bit shorter than Will, yet he still moved with the same gracefullness as Will. His hair and eyes were silver, and his skin was pale, although not as pale as Clary's.
"Verlac, what are you doing here?" Will asked, and not very nicely. He was glaring at Sebastian, and when Clary turned back, she saw that he was glaring back at Will.
"Well Herondale, I was just introducing myself to this beautiful lady in front of me, in case you didn't notice." Sebastians voice was filled with so much hate that it almost scared Clary. She didn't like it one bit.
"Will, Clary, let's just go. You can fight with him some other time." The silver boy spoke up for the first time. Will looked back at him, and his eyes softened a bit from the harsh stare that he just a moment ago had pointed towards Sebastian. Anyone could tell that Will would listen to this boy. Then he looked at Clary, and all three of them started walking towards the school cafeteria, leaving Sebastian staing at them.
Clary, Will and the silver-haired boy arrived at the cafeteria, and it was huge! Clary knew this was a big school with about 300 students per grade, but she didn't quite realise how many people that really is.
"Come, we usually sit over here. My name is James by the way, but everyone just calls me Jem." The silver boy, Jem, said. Clary just smiled and nodded. They continued their way through the students to a table with about ten people. Clary sat down next to a boy with messy brown hair, brown eyes and glasses. He also had a black t-shirt with with different chemical formulas that together spelled FRIES. Clary had to admit, she loved the shirt. Jem sat on the other side of the table next to a girl with long black hair that probably reached hair waist. She too seemed to be very tall and slim. Her eyes were a really dark brown, almost black, with gold flecks. Her skin was pale and beautiful, and she had on some beige and light blue eyeshadow that made her eyes pop. She was so strikingly beautiful and Clary envied her. Will sat between Jem and a golden boy. He was absolutely beautiful, there wasn't a better way to describe it. He reminded Clary of a lion. He had thick golden-blonde hair, golden eyes and golden skin. Again, he was a very tall person, but very lean, although you could definitely see his muscles. He had a very angled face with high cheekbones. Why is everyone here so good-looking? Clary thought.
"Well hello everyone, as you can see I have already used my charms on the new student, she is probably going to propose to me tomorrow. Please don't do that though Clary, I think we should get to know each other a little better before we get married." Will said while he winked at Clary, who just snorted.
"Oh Will, leave her alone. She's been in this school for what, for hours, and you're already trying to make her life a nightmare? Poor girl," the black-haired beauty from beside Jem said. "My name is Isabelle Lightwood, but everyone calls me Iz," she said, and smiled at Clary. She smiled back, and Izzy introduced her to everyone at the table. Simon; the nerdy boy next to her. Jordan, a brown-skinned boy with dark curly hair and hazel-green eyes. Maia; a curvy girl with light-brown skin, amber eyes and golden-brown, curly hair. Sophie, a slender girl with dark, hazel eyes. On the other side of the table sat Cecily; Wills little sister, who looked almost excactly like him. She too had black, sleek hair and dark-blue eyes, light skin and high cheekbones. Although, she seemed to be quite small, maybe not as small as Clary, who thought she looked like a twelve-year old, but a little smaller than the average 16-year old girl. Next to Cecily was Alec, Izzys brother, a boy with black hair and blue eyes. Not the same violet-blue as Will's and Cecily's, But more of a deep ocean color. Next to Alec sat the Golden God; Jace. Jace was also a Herondale, so he was Will's and Cecily's cousin from their dad's side.
While talking to them Clary did pick up some intresting stuff. Maia and Jordan were dating; Alec was a year older than the rest of them, so he was a junior. However, apparently the Lightwoods cousins, Gideon and Gabriel Lightwood, were coming back from Madrid in a month or so. Only half of the people at the table had ever met them; this school was very popular and there were usually a lot of new kids at school. Pretty much only Maia, Jordan, the Lightwoods and the Herondales except for Cecily had met them. Gideon and Gabriel, along with their dad, had moved from England to New York about five years ago, then moved to Madrid after two years, and now they were moving back to New York.
Some other stuff she picked up was that Will liked reading classics. Clary never thought someone like him would be intrested in reading, but was positively surprised. Sophie also had a boyfriend, though he didn't attend our school. All the girls were in the cheerleading team, and the boys – yes, even Simon – played football, which was a popular sport at Idris High, that's basically how all of them became friends, too.
Sadly, the lunch break was soon over, and Clary had to go to her next class, which was math. Clary really didn't like math, but luckily wasn't one of those people who had struggles with it, but was actually pretty good at it. When she had taken her books from her locker and turned to go to math class, Clary heard some heels click on the floor and Isabelle said "Clary!" The next second she was walking beside the short redhead and asked, "Do you have math too?" Clary nodded her head yes, and Izzy squealed.
"Great! You can sit next to me, I really could use some help since I don't understand anything."
"That would be awesome! I'm actually pretty relieved people even talk to me," Clary admitted shyly, thinking about how people had mostly ignored her in her old school.
"Seriously? You seem like such a great person, I'm not even kidding. Hey, do you have any activities or anything you like doing?" Izzy asked.
"Well, I do enjoy cheerleading, and I love everything that has to do with art." Clary answered with a smile on her face.
Izzy seemed to get really excited and almost yelled: "That's amazing! You could be in the cheer team with us, it would be so much fun!" Clary hesitated for a moment.
"But isn't it too late for the cheer tryouts now?" It wasn't very late in the school year, quite the opposite, it was only September, but you'd think they would have the team already.
"No, it would be amazing to have someone as small as you, it would help the cheer team so incredibly much, you know." Izzy said, obviously trying to persuade her. Clary had to admit, she did miss cheerleading, she just wasn't always very confident with the outfits.
"I guess I should try it out, I do really miss it. When are the tryouts?"
"Well, since me and Cecily are the team captains, we could do it today after school. You could use some old cheer clothes from last year."
Clary smiled. "Yeah that should be okay," I said as they entered math class.
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The tryouts had gone very succesfully. After Clary was done, Isabelle and Cacily both looked impressed, and Clary thought she also saw a hint of pride in Isabelle's eyes. Clary had immediately gotten a place in the team.
She was walking back to her car, when she saw a glimpse of gold at the other end of the parking lot. When she looked closer, Clary saw Jace arguing with someone. She didn't recognise the other boy, who had light brown hair and was quite short, at least standing next to Jace. Clary walked towards her car, which was very close to where the boys stood, when the shorter one stormed away. Jace looked annoyed, but then he saw me, and immediately had a smirk plastered on his face. Apparently, it was a Herondale thing.
"Well hello Red."
"Red? That's seriously the best you can come up with?"
"Fine, I'll come up with a better nickname someday." He said, wlking a little closer to her. They were now a few feet apart.
"Whatever. What was that about anyway? The argument, I mean?" Clary asked, curious. She also couldn't believe she was having a pretty normal conversation with Jace, who was the Golden God, who was so stunning while Clary was just a normal girl, Jace, who everone seemed to know, and who every single girl talked about. At least in the girls' bathroom.
"Well I would hardly call it an argument, since that boy was too stupid to even form a simple phrase, let alone argument, against me," Jace said, and his smirk grew a little bigger.
"Herondales," Clary muttered.
"If you really want to know, he was one of Sebastian Verlac's little companions. Do you know who Sebastian is?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. Clary was annoyed by that, since she couldn't do it herself.
"Yeah, he tried to talk to me at lunch break, but Will and Jem kind of saved me." At that, Jace's eyes got a little darker, and his smirk was gone.
"I wouldn't trust Sebastian if I were you."
"Well I wasn't excactly planning on becoming besties with him. What has he ever done to you ayway?" Clary asked, maybe sounding a little bitter, though she didn't really know why.
"Oh, trust me, Sebastard wants a lot more than being besties with you. And to answer your question, he has done a lot of things." At that, Clary got a message from her mum asking if Clary was still at school. She had completely forgotten to send her mom a message about the tryouts.
Clary looked up from her phone at Jace, who was still standing at the same spot. "Well, I guess I should listen to you then. I have to go now, so..bye," she said as she turned to her car, got in and drove home. Although, she could've sworn she saw Jace looking at her as she drove away
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Clary parked her car in front of their house on the driveway. She loved their house. It was a two-storey stone house with big windows. The house itself was a normal size house, but the garden was pretty big. At the front, there was just the driveway and some trees, but the backyard had a lot of different kinds of flowers, trees and even a little stream at the very far end of it. Ever since they'd moved here about a week ago, Clary had come to the backyard to draw something everyday.
Clary entered the house. It already had a lot of her mom's paintings on the wall. It was really spacy, but at the same time cosy. Her mom, Jocelyn, came from the kitchen when she heard the door shut, and smiled at Clary.
"Hi honey, how was school?" She, asked, sounding a little nervous.
"It was really good, I think I like this school much better than the last one," She said smiling. Her mom obviously looked relieved. She must have been worried about what Clary would think of all this.
"Mom, seriously, anywhere is better than with him, this was much better than I expected. I'm so happy we moved here." This seemed to calm her down a little bit.
"I'm so happy Clary, you deserve the best," Jocelyn said and hugged her daugther.
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It was about 10pm, so Clary showered and read for a little while before she went to sleep. When she closed her eyes, she didn't have any nightmares like she sometimes had had for the last few weeks. Actually, Clary just dreamed of the people she met at school, who would hopefully become her friends.
So, that was the first chapter in my new story! Please favorite and review, and tell me: Who's POV would you like to read next? I'll try to write one to three POVs per chapter.
Thank you for reading!
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