I own no characters only the plot line
Clary P.O.V.
My alarm clock went off at precisely 5:30 a.m. I mindlessly searched in the dark for the snooze button. Then it hit was the first day of freshman year. I jumped out of bed and dashed to the bathroom, beating my new step-father Luke there.
"Come on Clary I have to be at work in an hour." Luke pleaded with me on the opposite side of the door.
"So, today is the first day of school." Luke finally gave up and went away. I finally got out and blow dried my hair. My curly red hair was not agreeing with me . In the end I just put it in a messy bun and threw on a black t-shirt, dark wash skinny jeans, and my black leather boots. After I had applied a minimal amount of makeup. (Mostly concealer and mascara.)
The steps creaked under my feet as I rushed downstairs. My Mom was putting on her coat and attempting to get me to hurry up. I hated the fact that my mother had to drive me to school. It wouldn't be long till i got my learners permit though,just a couple of weeks. The first thing i saw was my best friends Simon and Izzy. They both had feelings for each other but refused to admit it and I didn't understand why. I climbed out of the car and scurried over to them. Izzy hugged me and started jumping up and down. She was excited to see some of the hot senior was more calm and gave me a simple side hug and asked how I was doing.The warning bell rang and we were thrilled that we had 4 of our 6 classes together.
We started walking to our first high school class ever.
Jace P.O.V.
The moment I saw her my day instantly got better. Her beautiful fiery red hair was pulled back into a clicking of her boots matched the beating of my heart. I think high school will be enjoyable. I tried to listen to what the teacher was saying but, I couldn't help to do anything other than think about her. My phone gently vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Alec.
Alec: Jace man, ur staring again.
Me: is it that obvious
Alec: YES
I slid my phone back in my pocket, ending the conversation. I didn't care if I was staring she was gorgeous.
Clary P.O.V.
The bell rang throughout the halls. Finally math class was over. I make my way down the hall to the art room. I was taking art senior art I walked into the classroom,I felt intimidated. I was the only student that wasn't a senior. I was talented but, not as talented as my mother or these kids. there was only one thing I could do, try my hardest. I still had a few minutes till class started. I pulled out my brand new touchscreen phone and texted Isabelle.
Me: hay gurl
Izzy:hay what sup
Me: the sky
Izzy: smartass
Me: thanks
