A/N: Hi, this is my new story! Hope you like it!
Summary: Clary is the new kid at Idris High. What familiar faces will she run in to? Making new friends, creating new enemies and discovering long-lost family members, its going to be an unforgettable year!
CLARY
Clary Fray nervously bit her lip as she waited for her mum, Jocelyn to hurry up out the house and drive her to school.
Clary and her mother had moved yet again, due to Jocelyn's art shows. They were now staying in a small two-bed apartment. There was a kitchen, a bathroom and a small living room. Moving in yesterday, there were still stacks of boxes balanced precariously on top of one another. You could barely move around the apartment without knocking in to something.
The only upside to moving to Alicante was seeing Uncle Luke again. Technically, he wasn't Clary's real Uncle but he used to be very close to them when Clary was little. They had moved away from Alicante when Clary was 5 so she didn't really remember much of the place.
Her new school was called Idris High. Clary had looked on the website and boy, had she been impressed. It was modern and supposedly the biggest high school in Alicante. Clary supposed she might see some people who were in her first year of school. She still had the cringy picture of a class of 30 students, all 5 or 6 years old, with beaming, gap-toothed smiles.
This would be Clary's 5th new school but in no way did that make being the new kid any easier! To make matters worse, it was also the middle of the school year. Clary hated this because everyone had settled into the lessons and friendship groups by now. She would be the only one arriving late to lessons and not knowing where to go. She stood out enough as it was, with her five-foot frame, lack of figure and distinctive natural red hair.
She looked at her reflection in the car window. A pale face with a clout of freckles stared back at her. She had curled and tried to tame her unruly mass of hair so it curled past her shoulders. Her bright green eyes displayed Clary's emotions though, a flicker of panic and nerves running through them.
Looking up, Clary could see she barely reached the top of the car window. Not for the first time she cursed her shortness.
"Sorry I took so long hon," her mother called as she swept out, her arms laden with paintings.
Clary jumped back, startled. "Can we go?" she asked. The butterflies in her stomach were defiantly kicking in.
Her mum gave her a reassuring smile. "Just lock the back door for me and we can go."
Clary took out her new house keys and quickly locked the door. She looked at her shaking hands. Breathe Clary, she told herself. It's just a new school. It's no biggie. You've done this before,
She gritted her teeth and walked determinedly to the car.
The arrived at Idris High's main entrance and Jocelyn pulled up into one of the spaces where it was sign posted for visitors. She calmly waited for her daughter to pick up her stuff.
"Do you want me to come in with you?" she asked, concern reflected in her green eyes.
Clary shook her head and gave her mum a weak smile. "No, its fine mum. Besides, I've done this before."
No it's not fine! Clary wanted to shout. But walking in with her mum would make her the laughingstock of the entire school.
She waved quickly to her mum and stepped out. She began walking to the main entrance when she realized her mother was still there, waiting to see her in. Gods, she could be so embarrassing at times.
Clary pushed through the towering doors and looked round. It was absolutely huge and this was just the main entrance!
She walked towards the main desk, where a bony, thin woman sat behind. She had blue eyes and black hair, pulled back into a bun.
"Um, I'm a new student so can I please have my timetable?" Clary requested.
The woman glanced at her. "Aha, you must be the new student, Clarissa Fray."
"It's Clary actually." Clary replied, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
The woman frowned and passed Clary some paper. "Hmm. Here is your new timetable, map of the school and prospectus of the school. You also get a planner and a locker key. The bell will ring in 10 minutes for registration." With that she pushed them towards Clary and went back to typing on her computer.
Clary's head swirled with this whirlwind of information. She knelt down by the desk and put everything apart from the map and her timetable into her backpack. Standing up, she looked at her day.
CLARISSA FRAY
TUTOR – Mr Blackthorne – g4
FRENCH – Miss Branwell –T3
ENGLISH – Mr Blackburn –Su 1
BIOLOGY – Mrs Carstairs – Lab 16
HISTORY – Mrs Brown – Ov 2
DESIGN STUDIES – Mr Aldertree – AD4
Well that makes no sense, thought Clary as she looked at it. Her day didn't look that exciting but she had no idea what the classes or teachers were going to be like.
She looked at the map (now slightly crumpled) and tried to locate where she needed to go to get to tutor. She figured it would be best to go now so she had at least 10 minutes to get there. Hopefully she wouldn't be too late.
It was then she realized she hadn't seen many students. There had been a few she had driven past, walking up to the school and some were standing in small groups outside. There was no one down this main entrance bit.
Too her right, Clary saw right. A door was labeled, MR. STARKWEATHER, HEAD TEACHER. Clary carried on her walk down the corridor and now she could she see more and more students crowding the hallway. Taking a deep breath, she strode ahead. It was time to go and be judged at her new school.
A/N: Should I continue? Please review! I will introduce more people in the next chapter - the one had to introduce Clary though so the story would make sense.
Also, check out my Percy Jackson story, Demigod Camp. Reviews are really apreaciated!