Let me explain Wayland Academy to you. Wayland is a rich kids boarding school. All the kids there are perfect and pristine. Well, almost everyone. Tessa and I, I meaning Clary Fray, are going to Wayland Academy. Willingly. We are anything but perfect and pristine. Theresa Gray is my best friend, she goes by Tessa. She is smart, and, yes she is pristine. I am the opposite of smart. I am the opposite of pristine. I am going to be an art major which means taking extra art classes. Tessa is going to be a major in english lit. We are both taking fighting. Yes, I said fighting. You may be wondering why, but let's just leave it at self defense, although it is a little bit more...complicated than that. Tessa and I, because of our heritage, were always meant to go to Wayland Academy. Tessa is a Starkweather, as in head master Hodge Starkweather's niece. I am a Fairchild, as in vice headmaster Charlotte Fairchild-Branwell's cousin. We get in for free. Tessa and I are already packed for Wayland, we go to Wayland in 3 days. The only thing I could think of right now was that everyone that went there was perfect and pristine and rich. I am not perfect or rich, but I am pristine. Tessa is not perfect, but she is pristine and rich. Tessa will fit in much better than I will. The only thing I have going for me is the fact that the vice headmaster is my cousin. That will probably give me, I don't know, some guy that wants to get it good with the school. God, why does life hate me? I silently ask. I walk from the kitchen to my bedroom. The fact that it was 3 in the morning gives me good reason to want to go to bed. My room, I'll certainly miss it's familiarness. The walls were a soft orange, with a set of little circular mirrors on the far one. The bed sheets were the color of the walls in a circular pattern with a gray backset. There was art covering 98% of the walls and the ceiling. My television set has a total of 3 used channels and netflix. And finally, my suitcase of evil. It has the starry night print by Vincent Van Gogh on it. I lay on my uninspired bed. Thinking about the new school, I decided to get up and drown my sorrows by eating a big bucket of buttery popcorn. I popped the popcorn and sat down at the tv in my bedroom. Turning on the new movie Magic Mike XXL, I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to the door and opened it to find absolutely no one there. " Look, if this is a prank I am not in the mood so go away." I said sternly. Then I slammed the door and walked away. I turned off the tv completely forgetting about the movie. I lay back down on my bed and stare at the stars painted on my ceiling. I slowly end up closing my eyes but before the darkness consumed me I looked at the clock on my little bed side table and it said 5:00 am. Then everything went pitch black and I was entrapped in my own little world.

I wake up to the smell of bacon. I assumed Tessa was up. Then I looked over at the calendar right above the clock. The clock said that it was 11:00 am. The calendar said that it was the 10th of August. Then it hit me, we have guests over, and by guests I mean that we have Mr. Starkweather and -Branwell over for the day to see our educational records. I think mine is pretty good. A 3.5 GPA is good, at least better than most. Tessa's is a 4.0 GPA. That is definitely better than mine and is pretty rare. I get dressed in an emerald green mini flare dress. I put a white cardigan over it and added white flats to it. I go downstairs and see that Tessa is wearing a New Americana by Halsey shirt with short shorts and black converse. She was sitting next to Hodge and Charlotte. Charlotte looks up and says " Hi Clary. Are you excited about going to Wayland?" I can tell that my smile wavers and Charlotte frowns. "You're not, why?" she asks. "UH, I guess that I was never really the new student and in the middle of term? It's just a little overwhelming that's all." I reply. I nervously rub my neck. Charlotte stands up and says " Well, there is no reason to be nervous. It's only school. I know Wayland can be a little intimidating. There are several students that were in the same position as you are. Take for example Jace Herondale. He was the same way. He got in because of his heritage, not his smarts." " That's easy for you to say, you're not the one that's going to start school in the middle of the term at Wayland, which is the most intimidating school in all of the united states, possibly even the world. You're not the one that has to drop everything and move to beaver dam, wisconsin." After I let all my feelings out I looked at Charlotte." Would you like to come to Wayland Academy with us today?" She asked.

A/N: So, that was interesting. Who wants to go to a snobby rich kids school? Well, this is a true story. Wayland Academy is a real high school in beaver dam for the talented and the rich. This story is slightly based off of my life just in the form of TMI and TID characters. I connect to Tessa, my friend connects to Clary. So, what do you think?

I think it is pretty damn amazing! R&R!