Disclaimer - All characters belong to Cassandra Clare.
"Jonathon!" I yelled from across the house. "You're going to make me late for my first day of school!"
"Alright, alright! I'm coming down." Jonathon quickly replied as he came running through the corridor. Today was our first day of school at Idris High, and we were already running late. Jonathon was one year older than me with his pale complexion and silky white hair. I'd always been envious of my brother's gracefulness and beauty. It wasn't fair that he had managed to get all the good traits from our parents. He was like a white angel, whist I was a hideous monster. At least that's what I felt like when I stood next to him, with my untamed red curls and clumsiness. At least my eyes were the same shade as his; green. It was the only thing I had going for me, and my artistic skills that I had inherited from Jocelyn. But even then, I wasn't as good as her. Her paintings were so magnificent that they seem to come to life with a touch of a brush. I step outside, allowing the cool breeze to hit my skin, as I slowly made my way to the second-hand old silver Outback that Jonathon had recently bought for what he believed to be a 'good deal.' The radio's broken, but other than that? The cars in perfect working order.
"Jonathon!" I called for once again. He's always takes his time dawdling.
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Sheesh Clary! It's not like it's the end of the world if we're a few seconds late." Finally we managed to get out of the carport, and get on our way. It took about fifteen minutes to finally reach our destination. Idris High.
I was already nervous and the car hadn't even finished parking yet. I had too many thoughts racing through my mind as flash backs came here or there.
"Clary? You right? You look like you're about to have a nervous breakdown." His forehead creasing as he watched me drum my fingers nervously across the dashboard. Clearly worried about my wellbeing since the last school we went to, I didn't deal well in. Mainly because I was the person they picked on. I was humiliated and tortured in every corner I turned.
"Everything's going to be different right? That's why we moved. To give me a new chance at life…" I smiled quietly and politely. It wasn't his fault that I despised, and he was admired. "Let's go." Slowly I climbed out of the car hesitantly like a scared animal that's about to be pounced upon, if she isn't careful with her stepping. There were teenagers walking everywhere. I watched as they stared at Jonathon with their googling eyes as they stifled giggles. Girls were always blushing when he looked in their direction. Then I noticed some of them decided to turn their attention towards me. They were pointing and speaking in hushed voices. Well… Looks like things aren't ever going to get better for me.
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP… BEEP, BEEP "Ugh…" Stupid alarm. Why can't I just stay here in my warm welcoming bed? It's not like I learn anything at school anyways?
"Jace! Get your lazy ass up and out. NOW!" My demanding sister Isabelle yelled, just like every other morning as she comes barging into my sanctuary. She's not really my sister. I'm adopted. My father died in a car accident on the way to work when I was four, and then my mother committed suicide, because she couldn't live without my dad in her life anymore. Only Alec, Isabelle and Max know how my mother died, and of course their parents; Maryse and Robert. Maryse used to always try to get me to call her mum, until she realised that it wasn't ever going to happen. Quickly I got changed into a plain crimson three quarter sleeved top, and some light blue jeans. Slowly I dragged myself to the bathroom to cleanse my face and brush my teeth. I'm considering whether I should take a shower or not, but then I decided against it since I already had one yesterday and Isabelle with just yell at me for taking so long. Slowly I walk down stairs to be met with none other than Isabelle Lightwood's glaring eyes.
"Took you long enough! Here catch." She threw my breakfast into my arms. "You don't have time to eat so you'll have to eat in the car on the way."
"I'm taking my new motorbike instead. You and Alec will just have to make do without me." I'd been dying to ride my new Track T-800 CDI all week. I'd been saving my allowance from Taki's down the road, and now it's all slipped through my fingers. It was well worth it though. Quickly I run outside, excited at the fact that I no longer have to hear Alec ramble on about destroying his red Dodge Hellcat.
I love the feeling of the wind battering against my arms as I bring the bike into school the school grounds. I see heads turn to face me as I ram my bike across the car park. Suddenly I see red hair fly across in front of me. I hit my brakes as hard as possible, but it's too late… I've already hit her.