Clace fic- Clary gets involved with someone she shouldn't. How long will it take for her mother to find out that she's seeing someone who's right under her nose? Clace but includes some Sizzy and Malec.
CPOV (Clary)
It was my first day of senior year when I walked into my Science class first period. I'm only sixteen since I skipped a year in middle school.
As soon as I walked into first period, I heard a collective group of sighing girls. There must either be a really hot new student or the teacher is really hot. All of the girls were lined across the walls while the boys were sitting in the back. I rolled my eyes as I went to the seat in the middle of the front row. I noticed some of the nasty looks girls were giving me.
All I could see of the teacher was curly blond hair and a nice build. He had his back to the class as he wrote the agenda on the board along with his name. He turned around and I'll be lying if I didn't say that I was a little breathless. He had golden hair that curled in front of his eyes, golden skin, and golden eyes that were piercing through me once his eyes reached my seat. He was wearing a tight fitting black t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. Our school is very casual for the teachers. "Psst…Clary," I heard come from the seat next to me. I turned to see my best friend, Izzy.
"Hey, Iz, what's up?"
"Can you believe the girls in this class?" I glanced at the girls behind me to see them all staring lustfully at the teacher. I looked back at the teacher, rolling my eyes at the girls. His gaze was still locked on me. Once he saw that I caught his stare, he flushed slightly and cleared his throat.
"Hello, everyone, my name is Mr. Wayland. This is my first year teaching. I just received my Master's from a school in a little country in Europe called Idris. It is such a small country that it isn't on most maps." He kept glancing in my direction a few times before continuing. "Well, that's all you need to know about me for now and I hope to get to know each of you as well." Once again, his stare rested on me, causing my face to flush slightly as I looked away from him. "Now, I am going to hand out papers that have questions for all of you to answer about yourselves so I can get to know all of you before you graduate later in the school year."
Izzy raised her hand and Mr. Wayland nodded for her to continue. "Do I have to fill this out?"
"Yes, Izzy; every teacher with a first period class has to give this to every senior." She sighed and sat back in her seat to pass the papers further down her row. He handed the papers to me and smiled. I passed back the papers and when he walked away, I turned to Izzy.
"You know him?"
"No, of course I don't. What makes you think I do?"
"He called you by your nickname, Izzy," I said, rolling my eyes at her.
"It's no big deal. He's just one of Alec's best friends." I nodded in understanding and took a pen out of my bag to start the questionnaire. They were just simple questions. It was just asking about our favorite things for the most part.
Name: Clarissa Fray
Birthday: 7/11/1995 Age? 16 (A/N: Obviously this isn't true.)
Name of Best Friend(s): Isabelle Lightwood, Simon Lewis, Magnus Bane
Favorite thing(s) to do: Drawing, painting, playing the piano
Favorite Subject(s): Science, Art
What would you like to Major in when you go to college? Chemistry or Botany
What would you like to minor in? Drawing or Photography
Where would you like to go to college? NYU
What would you like to accomplish by the end of the school year? I would like to receive either an Art or Science Scholarship.
I went up to Mr. Wayland's desk and handed him the paper before returning to my seat. Once the last person handed in their paper, the bell rang. I gathered my things and started to follow Izzy when Mr. Wayland stopped her. We were the only two students left in the room. "Hey, Izzy, can you stay back for a sec? Alec wanted me to tell you that the family dinner is being moved from tomorrow night to tonight." Izzy looked excited.
"Is he finally coming out? Did he get a boyfriend to come out with?"
He chuckled. "No, Izzy, he's not dating anyone. But he is coming out tonight."
"Jace, you can't let him go through with this if he doesn't have anyone to fight for!" Izzy said to him. Hmm…so his name is Jace…it suits him…
"Hey, if you don't like it, then maybe you should take it up with him."
"Maybe I will. Let's go, Clary." I went to follow her again when I felt Jace's—ahem—Mr. Wayland's hand wrap around my wrist. Warmth was shooting up and down my arm.
"Wait, before you go, Clarissa, I wanted to talk to you about your questionnaire. I saw that you're aiming for a Science Scholarship. If you want, I could help you with the whole essay portion of the application." I brushed my fiery red curls out of my face and looked up into his golden orbs.
"Yeah, that'll be great, Mr. Wayland. Thank you and please, call me Clary," I said.
"You guys can talk about it tonight at the dinner. Clary comes to every major family dinner since freshman year."
"Okay, then I'll see you tonight, Clary." I smiled at him and nodded.
"Okay, Clare, let's go before your mother yells at us for being late to her class." I followed Izzy out the door, speed walking down the halls.
"Why did you invite me to tonight's dinner?" I hissed at her. "It's bad enough I know three of my teachers personally. It'd be weird to personally know Mr. Wayland, too." It's true. My mother is my art teacher, Izzy's brother is my English teacher, and my stepdad, Luke, is my gym teacher.
"Oh, please, I totally saw you guys flirting with each other. He is totally into you. He couldn't keep his eyes off you." I just gave her a look of derision.
"Izzy, even if something were to happen, it'd be illegal. He's my teacher and I'm a minor." We walked into my mom's art class when I saw a certain person sitting off by himself covered in glitter. A grin stretched across my face as I ran up to him shouting, "Magnus!"
He stood up and we wrapped our arms around each other, kissing each other's cheeks. "Hey, Clare, it's been a while." He grinned brightly at me and Iz and said, "Hey there, Iz."
"Hey, Maggie, how's it going?"
"Not that great, actually; my boyfriend and I just broke up." I gasped and wrapped my arms around him and sat next to him. My mother came into the room and quickly called out attendance, skipping over my, Izzy, and Magnus' names. I have known Magnus since middle school but when Izzy and I went to Alicante Academy, he went St. Xavier's. Everyone in that school was very religious and when they gave Magnus too much of a hard time for being gay, he switched to our school. But this year is his first and last year since it's our senior year. Izzy and I met in eighth grade when everyone was bullying me for developing late. I was much shorter and had a completely flat chest. Izzy stood up to the bullies and we've been best friends ever since. The three of us have been hanging out outside of classes since eighth grade.
"Aw, Maggie, I'm sorry, but from what you've told me about him, you deserve much better." I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Okay, enough about me and my sad life; who are you two crushing on?"
"Well, as always, Izzy here is crushing on Simon." She blushed and lightly slapped my arm.
"And Clare here is crushing on a teacher." I just glared at her.
"Oh my god, which one?" he asked with excitement. He has always loved gossip.
"Let me see your schedule." I looked his schedule over and saw that he had Mr. Wayland next period. "You have him next period."
I saw Izzy trying to suppress her laughs. "You just admitted you have a crush on him." I rolled my eyes and decided to listen to my mother for once.
I started listening right in time too. "Clary, can you do me a favor and pass out the sketching paper and pencils?" I nodded and went to the supply counter.
"Iz, can you pass out the pencils while I get the paper?"
She followed me to the counter and started singing, "Clary and Jace sitting in a tree…" under her breath.
"I'll slap you," I said, only somewhat kidding. She just grinned and continued passing out pencils.
"Now, class, what I want you to do is a self-portrait. And please try to incorporate hobbies of yours. I want it to only be done in black and white with the pencils that were passed out to you. They are all due on Friday so please remember that you only have three days. You will also be doing this during class time. You may now start a brief sketch just so you have the idea of what your finished project will look like. Scrap paper is on the table in the back." We worked on the sketch until the bell rang. "Clary, remember to meet me here after school so we can go home together." Izzy just looked at me, pleading with her eyes.
"Actually, Mom, I was going to go home with Izzy. She wants me to go to a family dinner tonight."
"Oh, that's alright, honey. I guess it'll be nice to have a date-night with Luke. You can spend the night there if you want." Izzy nodded enthusiastically and my mother just smiled at her. "I'll see you tomorrow, Clare."
"You and Luke better be fully dressed when I get home," I said suggestively. She just blushed and waved me off. I went to Alec's class with Izzy as Magnus went to Wayland's. "Okay so just tell Alec to not come out tonight. Set him up with someone first," I told Izzy.
"Ooh, what about Magnus?" I just looked at her.
"Stop trying to set up teachers with students," I hissed. She just laughed as we entered her brother's English class.
"Hey, Alec," I said, giving him a hug. I haven't seen him all summer since he went to Europe for a three-month long vacation.
"Hey, Clary, it's been awhile." Izzy and I sat in the front row and Alec gave us our copies of Romeo and Juliet.
JPOV (Jace)
I couldn't stop thinking about her ever since I saw her in my first period class. She was gorgeous but I could tell she didn't think so. Maybe that's why I was so attracted to her. I loved her flaming red hair and sparkling green eyes. I had to stop thinking like this. I'll get arrested if anyone from the school district found out I was even looking at a student that way. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the bell ring. I was going to my desk chair in the front of the class when the boy wearing the glitter came up to me.
"Mr. Wayland, I was wondering if I could talk to you for a bit."
"Sure, I have a free period and I'll write you a pass. Magnus, is it?" I asked him. He nodded and sat in the desk across from mine.
"Sir, I'm only asking about this with you because you're a young teacher and easier to talk to than anyone and all my friends don't really have enough experience in this field."
"Are you talking about relationships, Magnus?" He nodded again.
"My boyfriend just broke up with me a week ago and my friends are good at making me feel better about myself, but what I really need to know is how to get over him," he said slowly, probably scared as to how I would react.
"Well, I don't think I'm really the right person to go to for this. I haven't had a date in almost two years. But I know who you can go to. Do you have Mr. Lightwood's class?"
"Yeah, that's what class I'm supposed to be in now."
"Yeah, he recently broke up with his boyfriend also and he seems to be okay now so maybe you can ask him how he did it. You have lunch after his class so you won't be cutting into anymore classes."
"Alec's gay? He never told me that." Wait, what?
"You know Alec?"
"Yeah, his sister is one of my best friends." I nodded and wrote the pass for Magnus to go to Alec's class. "Well, thank you anyway, Mr. Wayland."
MPOV (Magnus)
It's been a long time since I've seen Alec. It's been about three years since the last time I saw him. I had a small crush on him back then even though he was a bit of a nerd who had braces, glasses, he was scrawny with no muscles, and his nose was always buried in some classic novel. Yes, he's eight years older than me, but everyone has those unrealistic crushes. I'm sure that once I see him again, I'm not going to feel those feelings I had back then. I am so over it.
Well that's what I thought, but then when I walked into the classroom, I saw how much he has changed. His black hair grew out to where it was hanging in his beautiful icy blue eyes. His glasses were gone and he was still wearing big, holey sweaters but he definitely had muscles to fill them up. I almost fainted when he smiled at me with those white, metal-free teeth. I handed him the pass, my fingers lightly brushing against his sending warmth all throughout my body. I smiled back and went to sit at a random empty desk towards the back.
He handed me my copy of Romeo and Juliet and gave me the outline notes. We didn't get much done before the bell rang. I was the last one out. "Magnus, Mr. Wayland said you want to talk to me?"
"Oh, yes, but first, how long have you been…gay?"
"I believe it started when I was eleven." My mouth opened in shock.
"You've known for fourteen years?" He just nodded.
"You're much…more sparkly…than I remember…"
"Yeah, last time I saw you, I was just discovering glitter. That's also when I found out I was gay. I just can't believe you never told me you were gay. We were so close back then." I smiled at him. "But, anyway, what I needed to talk about with you was that my boyfriend just broke up with me and I was just wondering how to move on from him."
"Well, what I did was look for someone new to crush on. While looking for a new cute guy, I completely forget about my ex." I'll admit it, my heart fell when I thought of him finding someone new to crush on. "I mean, we broke up a month ago and I haven't exactly found someone new to crush on yet, so remember that it'll take some time."
I nodded, relieved. "Well, thank you. That was really helpful, Mr. Lightwood."
"You can still call me Alec, Magnus." I smiled and started to walk out the door when he stopped me. "Hey, we're having a family dinner tonight for me to come out to my parents and I was just wondering if you wanted to come by. Izzy and Clary will be there."
"Yeah, that sounds great. I'll be there. And don't worry. It wasn't really that hard to come out." He smiled a breathtaking grin at me before I walked out of the room, weak-kneed.