Chapter One- Going Back to School
Jace Lightwood P.O.V
"Come on Clary, just jump!" I called up to my girlfriend who was shuffling along the iron training bar.
Clary huffed irritably, "easy for you to say. You probably mastered this at the age of eleven!"
I grinned, "Actually I was eight!"
Clary rolled her eyes at my comment, "there's a time and a place, Jace. Besides, I'm not you; I'm going to break my neck or something."
This time I rolled my eyes at her. "Please, like I would let that happen. Just trust your blood."
My hard-headed girlfriend finally let out a sigh of acceptance and allowed herself to wrap around the flexible cord before she pushed off from the wall.
She flipped over and under, whirling and spinning with her natural angelic grace she so often ignored. She let out a little scream as she plunged through the empty space—but other than that she performed a beautiful shadowhunter flip.
She finished her flip by dangling upside down in front of me.
"Nice." I smirked, brushing some sweat stuck red hair from her face, "like a falling snowflake"
Clary gave a slight laugh, "doubtful. I screamed didn't I? On the way down?" she asked.
"Just a bit, but that will come with time." I told her.
She gave a slight tug on the rope that now restrained her, "do you mine getting me down? My bloods rushing to my head"
I gave her a devilish smile before swiftly removing a blade from my belt and cutting the cord.
Clary's eyes grew wide with surprise and fear as the speed of my movements caused her to fall freely through the air and into my outer stretched arms.
Once her body was safety coiled in my arms I gently tossed her on the mat, straddling my legs on either side of her hip.
"Now," I said while grinning down at her, "much better, you didn't even scream that time."
"I didn't really get the chance to," she said breathlessly, her emerald eyes still wide with shock.
I laughed softly and moved some wild red curls behind her ear, "It'll come with time and practice."
She gave a slight giggle, "I didn't even know you knew those words. I imagine you were naturally amazing at this stuff."
"I was born amazing," I said beaming down at her.
The feisty red-head playfully rolled her eyes, "and apparently, modest." She said sarcastically.
"Are you mocking me Fray?" I said faking hurt at her comment.
She shook her head, "Would I do something like that?" her voice dripping with fake innocence.
I was about to respond to her comment when the opening of the training room door interrupted me.
"Oh by the angel, why are you two always in that position?" Isabelle's voice complained.
I rolled off of Clary and glared at my sister, "hello to you too Izzy. What do we owe this unwelcome surprised?"
Isabelle raised one of her perfectly plucked eyebrows-looking a lot like her mother Maryse when she wants me to "watch my tone."
"Sorry to interrupt your "training" but mom and Jocelyn would like to speak with us." Isabelle said in a bored tone, as she examined her nails.
"Why is my mother here?" Clary asked, coming up beside me.
The taller girl shrugged, "I don't know, I'm sure you'll find out when we talk to them."
Isabelle then turned on her heels and gracefully marched out of the training room, her black hair swaying behind her.
"I wonder what this could be about." Clary said softly while rubbing her elbow.
I shrugged, "probably nothing important. If it were, Alec would have been involved."
Clary sighed, "Come on, let's go see what they want. "
Clary Fray P.O.V
I walked next to Jace as we followed church the cat to the location of our mothers.
As we walked I couldn't help but wonder what would be so important that my mother would come back to the institute.
I knew she wasn't very thrilled with the idea of me dropping out of school in favor of training with the shadowhunters—but when she stole my memories she lost the right to dictate my choices in life.
Although, I still felt bad about my choice not to go back, seeing as how I was leaving Simon to deal with the chaos of high school without me.
I pushed that thought out of my head.
Simon will be fine without me I thought, if not better.
That thought—as true as it was—really stung my heart.
Simon's life really took a nose dive when I got wrapped up with Jace and the shadowhunters.
He got turned into a rat because of me, he became a vampire because of me, and now he was going to struggle with the horror of high school alone because of me.
Really great friend I am.
"You okay? You seem lost in thought." Jace asked me, as his luminous golden eyes searched my face.
I waved my hand at his comment and shot him a smile, "I'm fine. My mom and I are still butting heads, that's all"
Jace raised his eyebrows, "still about the whole school thing?"
I only nodded in response as church stopped and meowed at the closed kitchen door.
Jace thanked the fat cat and pushed open the wooden door.
When we entered Isabelle, her mother Maryse, and my mother sat around the table waiting for us.
"Sorry about the delay, we got a little "tied" up." Jace said sending me a wink.
Despite my efforts I blushed while Isabelle huffed in annoyance.
"No matter you're here now, sit" Maryse said, indicating her head to the two open chairs.
"Mom? What's this about?" I asked, sliding into the seat next to Jace.
My mother smiled knowingly at me, "nothing's wrong, Maryse and I just need to talk to you about something."
"Which is?" Isabelle asked slightly agitated.
Maryse sat up a little straighter in her chair and my mother shifted in her seat.
They both seemed very uncomfortable sitting next to each other.
"Jocelyn and I have talked about the training arrangements for Clary and have decided that it may not be the best idea." Maryse said calmly.
"What?! But you said I got to decide what path I followed" I gasped at my mother—out raged that she went behind my back.
My mother smiled sympathetically at me, "this wasn't my choice Clary. But without Hodge—"Jace, Isabelle, and Maryse visibly tensed "—there is no proper teacher for you to learn from. So, in till another teacher can be found you will go back to school"
Even though I was still angry at my mother I knew her reasoning made sense. There is no way she would allow Jace to continue to train me.
"Fine," I grumbled like a five year old, slumping back in my seat.
"Okay, that all sucks for Clary and everything, but why are we here." Isabelle said, indicating to her and Jace.
"Since you and Jace are not fully of age yet you two will also be going back to school." Maryse said to her children.
Both Isabelle and Jace looked shocked, "What?!" they both said.
"You can continue your training when I find a suitable teacher. But for now, you have to stay caught up in your studies." Their mother spoke forcefully.
Jace's jaw became set as he spoke, "you want me to go to high school to maintain my studies? I can speak five languages; I do not need some boring mundane school to teach me things I learnt when I was seven."
Maryse rolled her eyes at Jace, "stop being so dramatic Jace, It's only high school. You will go there for a few months while I search for a teacher. Who knows, you may even make some friends."
"I don't need any friends, I have Alec." Jace defended.
I really didn't know why Jace seemed so put off by the idea of school; he'd probably enjoy most of the school body bowing down to him.
"That doesn't count, he's your brother." Isabelle pointed out to him.
"Why are you on her side?" Jace questioned sending her a glare.
The black haired girl simply shrugged, "because unlike you I like meeting people and going to parties."
Jace opened his mouth to argue back at her but I cut him off,
"Jace relax, I'm sure you'll do just fine." I tried assuring him.
Jace looked over at me but didn't say anything.
Once Jace settled down Isabelle clapped her hands together.
"Oh, this is going to be so fun. You and I need to go shopping." She said looking at me.
I nodded and smiled faintly—joy, shopping with Isabelle.
Maryse and my mother rose from the table, "excellent, so it's settled. You'll start tomorrow."
"At what school?" Isabelle asked.
"Goode High." My mother answered looking over at me.
That was mine and Simon's old school before I got wrapped up in the shadow world.
"Goode high?" Jace repeated disapprovingly.
"Yes Jace, Goode High, Clary's old school." My mother said to him.
After that my mother and Maryse left the room leaving Jace, Isabelle, and myself sitting in an awkward silence.
"It's going to be so good to talk to new people." Isabelle cheered getting up from the table.
She walked over to the door and turned back to look at me, "come by my room later, I want to make sure your outfit looks hot for tomorrow."
I nodded as she walked out.
"Why are you so upset about going back to school?" I asked Jace.
He turned and grinned at me, "I'm not upset, I'm just worried.
I gave a fake gasp, "do my ears deceive me? Jace Lightwood is worried?"
Jace laughed a little and practically pulled me onto his lap.
"Yeah, who knows there could be someone better looking than me and they could steal you away."
I laughed loudly at this, "yes, that seems very likely to happen."
Jace smirked and pulled my head against his, "hey it could happen." He joked.
I pressed my lips to his, happy that he wasn't really that upset about going to school.
"Okay I gotta go call Simon," I said getting off his lap.
Jace groaned loudly at this, "he's going to be there?"
I nodded, "it's his high school too."
Jace sighed and thumped his head against his chair, "this just keeps getting better and better."
Alright, so this story takes place after City of Glass and Blood of Olympus. Alec and Magnus are together, but not on vacation. "Sizzy" will only be in the later chapters, along with Percy/Annabeth.