Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction so I hope you like it

DISCLAMER: I do not own the Mortal Instruments or any of the characters, only the plot.

Chapter 1

Clary POV.

I sat on the edge of the ledge, flaming red curls framing my face as I looked down onto the world.

The entire fire and police departments were below, yelling at me with 'calming' words flowing out of their mouths. They were just whispers to me. They were probably thinking, 'I mean really, how many depressed low life's do we actually have to save each day, can't they just keep themselves off of buildings and away from knifes? '. Well, soon enough they would have to worry about one less depressed girl.

Nothing really mattered to me at this point anyway, sure I had friends and a decent life, but no one ever realized how much I was actually hurting inside. I'm 240 pounds with small hands, big feet, and uncharacteristically humongous curls. I've tried to get rid of the fat, but nothing has worked. But, of course I haven't tried making myself throw up, and never will.

My sister was one of the main problems with my self-image issues, she was basically perfect. Don't get me wrong, I love her like any sister would, but she just never really had the time for me. She had dirty blonde hair, bright green-blue eyes, tall and thin all in one and perfect complexion. She was about four years older than me and a dozen more friends than I have had in my entire life. On top of that she is involved in the community, won homecoming queen in high school, won 'most likely to succeed in life' and 'most liked'. That's not even all, but I won't spend my last living moments thinking about my oh-so-perfect sister.

As I prepared to lodge myself off of the ledge, someone's melodic voice made my head turn their way as it struck itself into my mind (Somewhere from West Side Story) ;

There's a place for us,

Somewhere a place for us.

Peace and quiet and open air

Wait for us

Somewhere.

There's a time for us,

Someday a time for us,

Time together with time spare,

Time to learn, time to care,

Some day!

Somewhere.

We'll find a new way of living,

We'll find a way of forgiving

Somewhere . . .

There's a place for us,

A time and place for us.

Hold my hand and we're halfway there.

Hold my hand and I'll take you there

Somehow,

Someday,

Somewhere!

Throughout the song he slowly made his way towards me until he was right in front of my face. Golden hair flew around his face like an angel as he told me," you don't have to do this; I can help you, make everything right".

I was as awestruck as I sat there with wide eyes popping out from my face, that I couldn't move a muscle.

"I could be your friend, we could help each other, and you see I'm not even sane! Hell, no one's sane in this world", the golden boy stated with a smirk. "Anyways, would you like to be my friend?" all I could do was nod as he looked at me with eyes of golden liquid.

"Great because I would love to get off the ledge before we both die", he stated with outstretched arms and that smirk never leaving his face.

Once again all I could do was nod as I crawled into his arms, hoping he was strong enough to carry me. I needn't ask for him to do anything before he picked me up bridle style, I could feel his muscles contract with the weight, but he said nothing. He carried me back in the building, down the stairs, and out the door to where all the people were waiting like vultures.

All the while I had my head buried in his shirt that smelled so much like honey and sweetness.

Soooo… how'd I do? I REALLY want to know so please comment, comment, comment!

Updated- 4\27\2014