A/N:The plot of this story is my own but most of these characters are Cassandra Clare's. This is my first fanfic so please leave me comments on how the plot and other things can be improved.

Clary PoV

Pain is inevitable.

I learned that lesson a long time ago. Even though I've left that horrible place that was my home, that lesson is my motto. We can either face it or try to prevent it. I've chosen the latter option. Each day I wake up and force myself to go to school so that one day, I can finally escape. I can leave this cruel world and start over.

Snapping out of my reverie, I open my eyes and stare out the windshield, to see three people talking, one a moving statue of gold and the other two with dark hair and some similar features, most likely siblings. I watch them walk away and go inside continuing their conversation. As I'm alone for awhile,I start to sketch, the only thing that I have left from my mother, but that too, has been tainted. I've drawn a belt with blood on it, the same belt that beat me for years. I need out, I need out now. I quickly shove my earbuds in my ears and gather my stuff and storm inside.

Jace PoV

We have to go to mundane school to watch our latest target, a red head with bright green eyes. We don't know her name yet because our leader wasn't this mission to be realistic as possible. We watched her in her car to see who exactly she was when she was alone, we didn't get much information though.

"Jace! Did you hear what Alec just said?" Izzy snapped.

"Not really, I was too busy thinking about much more interesting and fun things, if you know what I mean," I said, trying to get a rile out of Izzy. To my amusement, it was clearly working Izzy's face twisted, her expression murderous.

"Alec was talking about how this target will most likely be harder to get to than the norm. She pushed everyone away after she moved to Luke Garroway's house. Now, I would like you to actually try to focus so I can get out of this city of fashion crises and get home!" Izzy screeched, tired of me already.

"As much fun as it is to watch you two bicker like old people, the target is coming inside soon," Alec said.

"It'll be fine, I'll just work the charm on her and we can move on to the next target,"I said, "It'll be a quick and easy mission and then we can go home."

As soon as I say the word home, a redhead storms through the doors with her earbuds in.

"I'll get right to work, there is no need to stress Izzy, you would want to get stress lines," I teased.

Walking up to our target I smiled. This was going to be easy. I walked over and thought of how I should start the conversation, cool or casual?

"Hey, I'm Jace, but you can call me tonight," I said winking at her. All I got from my little flirting was a groan and her starting to storm away.

Reaching out, I grabbed her wrist, and she flinched at the contact of my skin to hers. Before I could say anything, she had punched me,hard, in the jaw.

"You like to play rough apparently, don't ya, Cherry?" I said, smirking while rubbing my aching jaw.

"Cherry? That has to be the worst nickname I've ever heard!" She laughed,"and no, I don't like playing rough, I don't play at all with people like you. You know, people who think that everyone will do what you want. I am not interested, Sunshine."

"Did you have to give me such a girly nickname?" I whined,"I'm clearly missing some necessary parts!"

"While that is true, you act a lot like those sluts over there," she said, pointing at a group of blonds that were giggling and pointing at me.

"Why are you being so rude to me? I haven't done anything as far as I know,"I said.

"I just can't stand people thinking that they can always get their way, Sunshine. See ya later,"she said while walking away.

Clary PoV

That boy was an asshole. Sure, he was hot but that attitude wasn't at all attractive. Hopefully I won't have any classes with him.

"Clary Fray, are you here today?" Mr.Starkweather said.

"Yeah, I'm here," I said.

After Mr.Starkweather finished attendance he made an announcement,"Today we have three new students joining us, Alec Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, and Jace Herondale. You three can sit at Clary's table," he said, pointing at me.