Clary POV
I wake up early the day of my new job. I'm the new creative writing teacher at a high school. My best friend Simon is a good friend with the principal, Marsye Lightwood. Supposedly Marsye's children, Alec and Isabelle, will be in my class. They'll be in my senior class. I also have a tenth grade class. I can't wait. as much as I like to write, I love painting and Simon is the art teacher. It is almost scary how good Simon is.
My phone buzzes for a few seconds before I pick up, looking at the caller ID. I smile, Simon. We made an agreement that he'd pick me up for work until I can get enough money for a new car. I left my old truck at Luke's house, my stepdad.
I run outside to Simon's car and grin, he still looks the same from when we were sixteen... Well his a bit more muscular. I hold onto my bag as I get in the car. "Hey Simon!" I laugh as I get in and see he has bags under his eyes and a hickey on his neck. I smirk, "long night?" Simon just glares at me, mumbling something about four years ago. I laugh softly remembering four years ago when we tried hooking up.
"Ready for your first dayback to school, Clare Bear?" Simon reaches over and pats my head.
"Simon... Don't mess up my hair!"
After a little bit of driving we finally reach the school, we had to be there an hour early so there are only a couple of students here, as in the teachers kids. We park the car and get out, walking toward the two building's there.
Simon leads me to the office and for a moment I feel like I'm a student being lead to the office by my teacher. We finally make it to the office and I see four faces. I only know one, Marsye.
Marsye is a beautiful lady with bright blue eyes and short blonde hair, she's a tall lady, maybe about 5'8". I'm not sure really. Marsye wears a pencil skirt which is a navy and a low V-neck which is purple, its very pretty actually.
I look at a girl who is a bit taller than Marsye and in the moment I know who she is. She's Marsye's daughter, Isabelle. Isabelle looks a lot like Marsye except Isabelle has black hair, as black as midnight. She must get that from her dad. Isabelle is gorgeous, a younger version of Marsye, I'm almost jealous that I never looked like that when I was younger, I still don't look like that.
Next to Isabelle is a boy who looks like Isabelle but in guy version. He must be Alec, he was equally gorgeous with his eyes so much like his mothers and black hair just like his sister, Alec's hair is striaght in a fetus Justin Bieber hair, but Alec makes it so much better. I laugh to myself, I never liked Justin Bieber.
Then I notice someone who is looking at me oddly. He's gorgeous, golden hair like an angel, gold eyes like a lion and tall, way taller than me. But then again, Clary, you're only 5'3". I think to myself and look up at the mysterious boy in front of me.
"Jace, Alec and Isabelle, this is your creative writing teacher, Ms. Clary Morgensten. Clary, this is Jace Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood and Alec Lightwood." Marsye smiles at me as I nod at them, shaking each of their hands. I am about to comment that Jace looks nothing like Marsye. "Our dear Jace here is adopted. We've known him and his family for a while." I notice Jace stiffens at the word family.
The bell rings suddenly, and Simon is taking me to my classroom, before the hundreds of teens swarmthe halls as we make it to my room. "I'll see you during your free period? mine is fifth period and yours is fourth period." Simon says in my ear quietly. All I can do is nod and I watch him off.
I walk into my classroom and wait for everyone to come in, taking a deep breath. Alright Clary, you can do this. I turn around and meet the golden eyes like a lion.