Hi! I'm Lutheish and I'm absolutely infatuated with the Infernal Devices. I wanted to write something different, but following the cute romance type of fanfiction. Enjoy! This is a Jessa Fanfiction. Don't hate, tolerate!

disclaimer: I own nothing!

Tessa Starkweather had been isolated in Yorkshire her entire life. All she had known was the stone walls and the ancient house keepers, with her loving grandfather always out to secure their healthy lifestyle.

But Tessa was tired of the same thing over and over again. She would train and then read and then train again! Grandfather had said that there was an evil in this world, something Tessa couldn't even comprehend.

Though she was only twelve, Tessa had noticed that her grandfather never liked her Marking herself. He would always do it, then yank her sleeve down. He always said that her skin was special, and it disliked being marked.

She daydreamed about this, as a old-fashioned carriage rolled in, and even though it was 2009 her grandfather liked the old ways.

(A/N flash forward five years)

Tessa walked along the sidewalk, passing various mundanes, all with British vocabulary. Being raised in Yorkshire, you would have thought that she would have the accent. Strangely though, it was always American.

She looked around for the London Institute, the place where her grandfather was sending her to. It was in their culture to leave their families and explore the world around them. Tessa did not want to leave, but her Grandpa insisted that she must go out.

"You'll never find a nice gentleman caller if you stay here and mope!", he had said to her, only a few days ago. He had been trying to find someone to take care of her when he was gone.

"Crazy old man," she mumbled, not unkindly, "I don't need a guy. I have my books." But those faithful manuscripts didn't quite reassure her. So she walked without thinking, not bothering with a glamour that day.

Tessa had learned early on not to depend on runes. "You can do without my dear," her grandfather had said, "For runes cannot stand the magnificence that is you darling. Use your wit and your strength, and this will compensate for the loss you feel right now." It had bothered Tessa that she could not be like her grandfather, and could only apply a few runes a week without them all disappearing.

She took a turn, following the directions that were given to her. As she approached a demolished building, the Institute unfolded before her eyes.

"Well I'll be damned.", she whispered.

Jem turned to his Parabatai, watching him throw knives. The new Institute inhabitant was coming today. All he knew that it was a girl, and a Starkweather at that.

Jem cleared his throat. "So, that girl is coming today." He said politely to Will, who was still firing at the wall.

Will released another knife. "This concerns me how..?", he said in a very Will like manner. Jem rolled his eyes. How could one person be so charismatic and awfully rude at the same time? It's the Herondale charm, He guessed.

He was about to open the his mouth to say something when he heard a loud knocking. Miss Starkweather had arrived.

Tessa gasped at the sheer size of the London Institute. Yorkshire was about a fraction of the size. Shaking out of her daze, she knocked on the door. Sometimes it was hard for her to enter institutes just with a touch, and barging in seemed rude.

She heard a loud clanging noise and someone saying, "Will, don't do that!". She waited patiently by the door. It flew open, revealing a silver eyed and haired boy. His gaze was soft and comforting, and Tessa felt herself melt a little bit.

The Boy stared her, while she stared at him. He looked startled for a moment, then eased into a seemingly natural calm. "Hello. I'm Jem Carstairs. You must be Miss Starkweather." he said, very politely. She Managed to pull herself together, long enough to say,"Please, call me Tessa."

They moved to shake each other's hands, when Tessa tripped practically on air. She flew forward, on to Jem, sending them crashing to the floor. His arms had wrapped around her, holding her tightly. She blushed, but felt a special spark. Jem was flushed as well, surprised to still be holding her.

"Well isn't this a surprise.", said a certain black haired shadow hunter.

I have COHF and I'm so happy! Well I hope you enjoyed and I hope to get some reviews! Ciao!

~Lutheish.

P.S GO JESSA! Sorry Wessa shippers.