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Have you ever had the strangest feeling that you were being watched- that you're every move was being scrutinised by some unknown scientist with a microscope? Clary felt that every day, from the moment she woke up; to the moment she curled up in bed and slept.
It was a recurring cycle that she seemed unable to break free from, and it made her shiver, but she never told anyone about it. It was simply part of her life.
Jace Lightwood grew up in a troubled childhood, but everyone knew that. But sometimes Alec wondered if his bizarre behaviour was because of something else, something he had sworn not to tell Jace under any circumstances. Something that affected the way Jace Lightwood would live his life as a Shadowhunter if it came to light.
But it still didn't stop him bending the rules by keeping a close eye on Clary, just in case. After all, Magnus hadn't known how long the spell would last. But at the moment, she seemed completely unaware of the world surrounding her. And the shadows that were hovering...
"I can't believe it's the first day back I already want to leave." Clary moaned to Simon, who was absently studying a group of new pupils making their way across the front yard- too far off for Clary to pick out any details.
"mmhmm." He replied, not taking his eyes off the group.
"Yo! Simon, snap out of it!" he shook his head and grinned as he looked down on her.
"What?"
"Never mind." Looking at the group, Clary shivered again.
The school bell rang, and Clary walked into the building, heading straight for her new locker. A beautiful girl with dark hair had the locker next to her- Clary guessed she was one of the new students by the way she looked so completely lost when she stared at her timetable.
Clary didn't have time to help her, and she dashed off to registration, her bag slipping off her shoulder as she skidded through the door as the teacher arrived. He was the newest addition to the staff, a young, handsome young man with soft dark hair and harsh blue eyes. He was meant to be a qualified teacher, but unless you took Occult studies as an extra, it was unlikely you would ever have him as a subject teacher. His anthropology classes were only for the exceptionally gifted, both mentally and financially.
Or, if your mother insisted you are put on the list for the class. And for some reason, the school had said yes. So now, both Clary and Simon were doing the Anthropology of the Occult in school, instead of at a university like a normal student.
And having it first lesson, on her first day back at school was not part of the plan.
Alec could drone on for hours about demons and angels and why mundanes believed in it all, but Jace really didn't care. He was only taking the class because it was an easy pass- all he had to do was steal Alec's notes from his room when he was out with his warlock.
Instead, he focused his attention on the red headed girl who had coming flying into the room as Alec arrived, her hair escaping her braid, with a sketch book clasped under one arm.
She'd sat down directly in front of him, and next to an annoyed looking vampire Jace identified as the New York Daylighter, Simon. He was meant to have a mundane on his arm, and the beautiful red head was obviously her.
And of course, just to annoy the vampire, Jace was going to go on the hunt, and win the girl. As he always did.
It was just the way he rolled.
And Alec of course, saw that straight away.
But not for the reasons Jace thought.
Alec's first ingenious exercise was to get everyone to pair up and discuss what their beliefs were in regards to the occult. And just to make it interesting, he chose the pairs.
Making sure of course, that Jace was as far away as possible from a certain red head, and sticking him with Simon. Just to see how they got on now.
Clary found herself paired with the girl from the lockers that morning. It turned out she was the teacher's younger sister, and she had been forced into taking the class. She wasn't too happy about it, but there was nothing that she could do about it. Her brother was teaching her, and that was final.
Her views on angels were... interesting. Clary almost felt as if she could believe them- like she had once heard about them, and lived by them. She could see Simon was glaring at his partner, a beautiful lion like blond boy with mesmerising tawny eyes.
According to Isabelle, his name was Jace, and he was her adopted brother. And he was apparently an arrogant, self centred and sarcastic jerk. Clary could see that just form the way he held himself, like he was the king of his own personal world. He was the kind of the person she would draw as a Greek hero, like Odysseus.
After all, he did look like the kind of person who would expect a Cyclops to give him a present just because he was a stranger, and then eventually run the Cyclops' eye through with a stick.
Isabelle had laughed at that.
Clary, who had never been good at making friends, was beginning to grow close to somebody new. What was strange was that she felt like she had known Isabelle for longer than a mere hour- Jace and Alec too.
She shook her head and went to her art class.
Music was boring. It was full of people making noise and trying to look important, whilst the teacher sat back in her chair with her headphones in, blasting her brains out. And what made it worse was that the vampire and his friends were in the class, practising together.
In a quiet corner of the room (if there was such thing as quiet) a grand piano stood, looking dejected. Jace lifted the lid and ran his fingers over the keyboard, listening to see if the instrument was in tune. It was.
So Jace sat down to play, his fingers gliding across the keys as he lost himself in the music. The hour flew by like a passing high speed train, and Jace soon found himself being herded out into the corridor to join the hustle and bustle of the school.
Isabelle was waiting for him by his locker.
"You are not, under any circumstances going after the Day lighter's girl. She's too nice and I don't want to lose one of my only friends here because of your asshole behaviour."
Jace shrugged.
"I can do what I want Izzy."
"But not who you want. I'm not having it Jace. I'm not watching you leave behind yet another trial of broken hearts. Be sensible and nice for once Jace." And with that, she flounced off.
Enemy of mine, I'll fuck you like the devil.
Violent inside, beautiful and evil.
I'm a ghost. You're an angel.
We're one and the same, just remains of an age.
Lost in a day dream, what do you see?
If you're looking for Jesus, get on your knees!
Enemy of mine, I'm just a stranger in a strange land.
Running out of time, better go, go, go!
Angel or demon, I gave up my soul,
I'm guilty of treason, I've abandoned control.
Tonight...
The end is coming,
everybody run now,
we're gonna live forever,
gonna live forever tonight,
Tonight, Tonight.
The end is coming
everybody run now,
we're gonna live forever,
gonna live forever tonight
Tonight, Tonight.
The end is coming,
Everybody run now,
We're gonna live forever,
Gonna live forever tonight,
Tonight, Tonight.
The end is coming,
Everybody run now,
We're gonna live forever,
Gonna live forever tonight,
Tonight, Tonight.
The end is coming,
Everybody run now,
We're gonna live forever,
Gonna live forever tonight.
Lost in a daydream,
What do you see?
If you're looking for Jesus,
Then get on your knees!
Angel or demon?
I gave up my soul.
I'm guilty of treason,
Abandoned control.
Your soul!
Jace liked that particular song, as he lay in his room listening to it. He mouthed the words to himself, and thought about how appropriate it was for his plan to win Clary over before a term had passed. She would just have to give up the vampire for him.
That was the way it worked.
Of course, he didn't think much about the rest of the words.
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