._.Clary's POV._.
"Are you okay?" the little boy asked. His face was blurry and his voice sounded far away. He was leaning over her, his brown- gold eyes filled with worry. They were the last thing she saw before everything turned black.
'Beep beep beep' she reached her hand out and slammed it into the top of the alarm clock. "Up and at em' Clare", Isabelle says while shaking her.
"5 more minutes?" she says hopefully, knowing that it wasn't going to happen.
"No", Izzy says sternly while dragging Clary out of bed.
"Ugh, fine", she says, sitting up and stretching.
She looks around at her best friend's messy room. The walls are painted pink with gold sponged on glitter. There were clothes strewn all over the place and shoe boxes pilled in all the corners. She stood up and got out of bed. Izzy was standing there expectantly, waiting to be able to get her ready for the first day of her junior year of high school.
"Okay go ahead", Clary says and Izzy immediately gets to work.
Three hours later, she is looking at her reflection in Izzy's full length mirror. She has on a pair of light colored stone-washed shorty shorts and a short sleeve teal lace crop- top. Her waist length curly hair is straight and held back by white and teal flower headband. She had on light make up that made her emerald eyes pop and her cheekbones prominent. Wow, she thought, Izzy did a really good job. Izzy appeared behind her, looking gorgeous as usual.
"Do you like it?" she asked, her dark brown eyes glittering.
"I love it, Izzy", Clary exclaimed and Isabelle squealed.
"Let's go, we don't want to be late", Izzy said.
They gathered their things and left for school. Ten minutes later, Isabelle's cherry red convertible pulled into the parking lot of their school. They hopped out and started walking up the steps. Suddenly there was the loud sound of a motorcycle pulling into the lot. The motorcycle parked and the rider took his helmet off. He had golden blonde hair and gold- brown eyes. His eyes, I know those eyes she thought.
-Flashback-
"Are you all right?" the little boy asked. His face was blurry and his voice sounded far away. He leaned over her, his brown- gold eyes…
-End Flashback-
His brown- gold eyes…
Next to her, Isabelle squealed, pulling her out of her thoughts. She looked up and turned to see Izzy running towards to boy.
"Jace!" Izzy screamed and launched herself on the boy.
The boy wrapped Izzy in his arms and Izzy's arms were around his waist. He released her and she let go of his waist. Clary started to walk in the other direction, but she heard Izzy shout her name from across the lot.
"Clary!" Izzy yelled.
She looked over her shoulder and Izzy was running towards her.
"Come meet Jace", Izzy said, a little out of breath from running across the parking lot in 5 inch heels.'
Izzy grabbed her wrist and started to pull her towards the golden haired boy. When they reached him, Izzy introduced her.
"Jace, this is my best friend…"
"Clary, yea I know Izzy, you've told me about a million times", Jace said.
He turned towards her and stuck out his hand.
"Hi, I'm Jace Lightwood", he said.
"Lightwood?" she asked confused.
"Yeah, I'm Izzy's adopted brother", he said, smirking.
"Oh, okay, Clarissa Fray", she said, shaking his outstretched hand.
._. Jace's POV ._.'
Clarissa Fray…