Hey guys! I am currently sitting in my bed on a Sunday and my parents are not here so I decided to start writing. I hope you like it. I will update on Sunday if I get either PMs or reviews with ideas.
Disclaimer: I do not own TMI- sigh-.

-Flashback-

"I'm gonna catch you Fray!" The blonde 8 year old called.

"Eeek!" Clary squealed. She took off as fast as she could on her short little legs, her fiery hair streaming behind her.

She was currently induced in an epic game of tag with her best friend Jace Herondale in Jace's backyard. She and Jace had been best friends since kindergarden. They spent all day and everyday with each other no matter what and they always had each others backs.

Clary was running out of breath. She was no match for Jace when it came to running. Even at eight years old he was almost 5 feet tall. Well, it seemed that way to her considering she was like 4,2. Yeah, she was a midget. But, Jace didn't seem to mind and that was all that mattered.

"Gahhh! I've got you know Clary Fray!" Jace shouted from behind her he pounced on top of her and grabbed her wrists.

"Ok! Ok! Jace, you win. Now, let me go!" Clary said between giggles.

"Never! I shall stand my ground!" Clary laughed and made a puppy dog face.

"Pweeaasseeeee. Fwor mweeeee." She batted her eyelashes.

"Jace! Clary! Time for lunch!" Jace's mother Celine called.

They rushed inside hand in hand

-End of Flashback-

Now Clary was 16 and she and Jace were still best friends. Together they attended Lake Lyn High. They did everything together. When they were in 5th grade and Clary was getting bullied because she was so short Jace helped her stick it out. And when Jace's girlfriend Celia Queen moved away she helped him through it.

-Present-

Clary's POV

I am such an idiot.

I forgot my Social Studies book in my locker, and Mr. Valentine is really strict and will probably give me extra homework, I almost left my gym clothes at home when we have to run 3 miles today in P.E, I freaking left my car on and didn't put in gear so it rolled down the street for 20 seconds and almost HIT THE PRINCIPALS CAR! And to top it off I am late for 1st period.

So there you have it folks. It is possible to make a complete FOOL of yourself with the first hour and a half of your day. Im so glad we have resolved that.

Anyways after parking my car, scrambling to my locker, shoving my S.S book into my bag, and rushing to first period- I finally made it to class and plunked my crap onto my desk.

"Miss Fray, would you like to explain why you are late." Boomed Mr. Starkwether, my Language Arts Teacher.

"No sir" I said as I sank lower into my seat. I was glad when the bell rang dismissing us from class.

I scrambled out of my chair and out the door only to run smack into what seemed like a gorgeous blonde giant.

"I am so sorry Clary, here let me help you with those books." Jace exclaimed.

"No! No! Its ok. What are you doing here anyway?" I asked.

"Language Arts is my next class." I mentally slapped myself for that one. 'Of course he is here for class idiot!' I thought.

"Oh, right. Well, I gotta head see ya!"

Ok, I make awkward remarks all the time. (Hard to believe right?) Seriously, and Jace never cares. But, its weird this time I feel embarrassed. Whew, its gonna be a long day.

Soooo... What do you think!? I think I am going to continue this one because it has a cliffhanger at the end- But I need reviews! Send me ideas! Im not sure what Im gonna do with this story so please SEND ME IDEAS! thank you!