It was Clary first day at her new school Idris high. She was starting her grade 11 year here because her father believed it would be better than her old school. She wanted to make friends but they couldn't find out what happens at home. She thinks it will ruin any friendship she has. She has covered up all her bruises that were visible. She had to walk to school even though it was a 45 minute walk.

When she got to the office she went to talk to the principal.

"I have told a girl name Izzy who is in all your classes to show you around."

I nod to show I understand because I don't want to speak to him. I just want to get to class and take out my sketch book and draw.

"Okay you may go Izzy should be outside waiting for you."

I nod then leave the room. When I walk out this girl comes over.

"HI i'm Izzy and you must be Clarissa. Okay so we have math first so follow me."

I nod and say in a whisper "call me Clary please."

"Okay Clary but we should get going and you can sit with me and my friends at lunch if you would like."

I just nod yes because I still don't like talking to people much.

"Are you scared to talk to me?"

I shake my head no.

"Then why don't you."

I just shrug my shoulders and we are finally in class. I immediately head to the back of the class and Izzy follows. I am kind of glad she did so one less person I don't know would be sitting next to me.