Clary rubbed her thumb against her first finger nervously.
Her first day of a new school.
"Great." She muttered to herself under her breath, forgetting that she was in a school bus, there was a number of teenagers from thirteen to eighteen.
Each individual were in their own little groups. Except Clary.
There were the nerds, their noses buried in comic books, with their gaming shirts on and unintentional bed heads.
There were the emos, listening to their loud music. Clary could even hear it from the back of the bus.
The jocks, with their perfect girlfriends.
But there was a group of three people that didn't look like any school clique that she'd seen before.
There were two boys and a girl, that smiled at Clary as her eyes pass her. She returns it with a small smile. One of the boys had golden messy hair, that was underneath a black sock hat, he had shimmering golden eyes, they were the most fascinating pairs of eyes Clary had ever seen. He wore a plain white t-shirt and a pair of distressed jeans, he looked like he wasn't even trying. Yet he looked gorgeous. He skin was gently tanned and his muscles relaxed as he leaned against the bus window. Beside him was a pale boy. He had jet black straight hair, he slid his fingers through it and continued to chat with the girl beside him. His eyes were a deep blue and showed fascination in his conversation. He was the opposite of the other boy, except the fact they were both strong looking. Clary would love to be the girl with them. The girl had very long straight black hair, she looked almost identical to the boy. Only she was over-dressed for school, and she wore more confidence as boys glared wide-eyed at her.
"Hey." The beautiful girl smiled as the bus stopped and all the teens rushed off the bus and laughed with their friends. Unlike Clary. She felt alone.
"Hi." She smirked as a boy fell off the bus, a nerdy one at that. Clary felt a little bit bad for the guy. He was lanky and had a messy bunch of curls hiding his face. All she could see of his face was a pair of square glasses, making his eyes look huge.
"I'm Isabelle, I noticed you're new. Well it's hard not to notice you. You're strikingly beautiful." She grinned.
Clary felt a warm feeling in her stomach. That was one of the first times someone had said that to her at school. Well considering her last school was filled with jocks that just bullied people that were like her.
Clary was short but curvy, and wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a simple olive tank top with a cropped leather jacket finishing it. Her hair was long and red, her curls were loose and smooth.
"Thanks. But compared to you that's a bit hard to believe." Clary said as she was about to hop off the bus, but a hand reached out and offered her help.
It was the hand of the golden looking boy.
His expression was unreadable, but he smirked as she looked towards him.
"Thank you, but I can get down on my own." She says as she contemplates how she was going to get down. It was quite the distance for someone as small as her.
"You sure, Shorty?" He says as he glances at her height.
"Definitely." She says and jumps to the ground.
It hurt but she tried her best to cover up the fact that her ankle nearly twisted, she hid it badly.
"You know you could've just taken my help." He says and grins at her.
"I can do things by myself," Clary smirks as she reaches down to check her ankle.
The girl, Isabelle however takes his hand. With no notice to him and returns over to Clary.
"Is your ankle okay?" Isabelle asks with concern.
Man it did hurt but she could live. So she responded with a simple: "I'm fine." And rolls her jeans back over her ankle.
"Why does everyone look at the new girl." Isabelle says jokingly.
"Maybe because she's hotter than you?" Jace grins as a little laugh comes out of the side of Clary's mouth. He continues : "I think I like you already." She nudges his arm and he trips a bit, causing Isabelle to laugh.
"I don't think she thinks the same for you." Isabelle smiles and looks at Clary.
Clary feels a bit under dressed as she has no makeup on, she frowns a little because of it.
"What's up?" Isabelle asks as they approach the school.
"Just feel a bit dressed down. Everyone here is pretty and has their hair and makeup done. And then there's me." Clary replies pointing to her blushing cheeks.
The boy says something under his breath that Clary doesn't seem to catch.
"You don't need it!" A pretty girl pops up just a slight bit taller than Clary, her hair is similar to Clary's only it's a dark brown, a slight bit darker than her skin.
"Well I assure you, I'd be able to help you with that problem." Isabelle says pointing inside her handbag which obtains a LOT of makeup.
"Hey Maia." A familiar boy says as he passes the girl who said she didn't need makeup, Clary begged to differ. The boys face looked a lot like the guy who fell off the bus.
"Hi Simon." She says, and follows him.
"How a guy like that can get a girl like that, will always puzzle me." The boy smirks.
"Maybe that's what people think when they look at you and Isabelle." Clary says, genuinely.
"Oh dear, I'm not Jaces' girlfriend!" She laughs and Clary feels a bit embarrassed.
"She's my sister. You may not be as clever as your little head tells you, Shorty." He grins.
She'd never actually said she was clever, but he was right, she assumed things too much and too fast.
She'd only thought that from the fact that it seemed like the dark haired guy, which Clary assumed- damn, she was assuming things again!
"Shut up, hey. If you're going to call me Shorty I need a name for you, maybe something like dick, or douche bag?" She says and smirks at him.
"Hm, the two of them sound a little too much like you're describing yourself, to be honest." He says sarcastically as they pass the art rooms, Clary's favourite.
"I can see you guys have started banter already, after what, five minutes?" Isabelle says as she comes to a stop.
"This is your locker, and as if the principle knew that Jace would be your best friend." She says sarcastically and then continues with "Jaces' locker is right next to yours." She smiles over her shoulder as she approaches Maia and Simon.
Jace rests his arm against his locker and does a half smile, that Clary can't help but roll her eyes at him.
"So your name is Jace." She says and smirks.
"You do know that these girls would be all over me if they were you." Jace says and leans in closer.
"Well, I'm not them am I?" Clary says and laughs over her shoulder as she follows Isabelle.
She couldn't help but feel a little bit cool as she walked away from a hot guy, who was flirting with her.
"Hey wait up Shorty!" Jace chases behind her, Clary giggles.
She was teasing him, Jace thinks.
But she was different. Any other girl would've given in to the helping hand and the locker moment. She was just as bad as him, maybe worse.
He bit his lips as he watched her walk before him.
"Jace!" Isabelle snaps at him, noticing him looking at Clary's butt.
"What?" He smirks as Clary glares at him. She was fit. Seriously.
"Even I saw that." Simon says gesturing towards his glasses which were covered with a mop called his hair.
"Hey. Shut up Si." Jace says, actually not believing this guy was friends with him. Clary was probably thinking the same, he just grinned at her confusion.
A loud bell rang, which meant he had his first lesson, he knew that it was with Simon. Nearly every lesson of his was with Simon. It was how they first became friends. They were working on a school project so he had to hang out with him. Simon turned out being pretty cool.
He checked his timetable. It was Biology.
"What do you guys have?" Isabelle asks.
"Biology." Clary says and stares at Jace as soon as she notices him smirking.
She was in his class. For the whole year. A year. He just processed that.
"Well look who's in our class." He nudges Simon, and he blushes, aw cute.
"Damn." Clary mutters to Isabelle, as she turns off to find her class room.
Clary doesn't even know where to go for her class, but she tries to act cool and turns away.
She hears Jace and Simon's laughter behind her and can feel their gazes.
She can't turn around now. She would look complete and utterly stupid.
She feels a big warm hand on her arm and can't help but relax as it spins her around to face the person whose it was. Jace.
"You're going the wrong way dear." He says and smirks. Him and Clary were so close she could feel his warm breath. She can't help but find it welcoming, he looked so gorgeous. But then he spoke and his obnoxiousness came out.
"I hate to break the moment," Simon says "But we should get to class." He says and smiles.
"I was just coming." Clary says and does that walk that drove Jace crazy, even though he'd only seen it a few times. He knew he'd be seeing it a hell of a lot more.
"Right behind you Clary." He says lazily and she can just feel his grin from behind her, it makes Clary laugh a little.
By now everyone is already at class and it's just them and a few lost newcomers, even though she herself was one of them.
They get in and Clary sees the whole class staring at her, probably the main reason the girls were looking was because she was with Jace, but she didn't really find him that specially, aside from his looks.
"Jesus I haven't killed anyone, why you all staring?" Clary couldn't hold it in, so she blurted it out in her very first class. Just great.
She mentally high fives her face and heads towards the back of the class, a boy, with mysterious dark eyes and dark hair has his eyes on her, and she likes it. So she takes a seat at the back of the class on a worktop biology desk, she was assuming that they were going to be doing practical lesson, she sits next to the Jace and Simon, who had surprisingly sat next to the mystery guy.
His eyes follow her as she reached the table and gets on a chair.
"Hi." She says awkwardly, and Jace smiles at her awkward cuteness.
The girls are still shooting daggers at her with their eyes. She imagines that she and Isabelle are the only girls that Jace talks to that weren't victims in his playing game. It probably drives them crazy, which makes her want to stay with Jace the whole day to see their reaction.
Although she wouldn't mind it if the mystery guy were there.
"Hey." His voice is deep and gentle, he stretches back and yawns almost too loud to be accidental, his muscles are slightly visible through his shirt.
He does a cute half smile as he notices her looking at him.
Her cheeks flush and it feels like hundreds butterflies are tingling in her stomach, Jace grins at her as she tries to lean back on her chair without falling off, she was unsuccessful, and had an angry male teacher frowning down at her with a detention slip in his hand.
"Are you going to get up Miss Fray?" His stern voice questions her.
She grins at the boys on the table, and replies with something that stuns all of them. She didn't like being the quiet girl at her old school so she might be the bad girl instead.
"I don't know I'm kind of comfortable down here." Clary smirks.
She hears someone laughing and knows they're in deep trouble as he moves aside from Clary and his eyes fall on the guy at her table.
"Did you find that funny, Sebastian Verlac?" He exclaims a bit too dramatically.
Ah, so his name was Sebastian. She thinks, and can't help but the little mermaid song from singing in her head.
"It was actually quite funny, sir." Sebastian winks at her, shortly and quickly making it seem like he didn't even do it on purpose.
What on earth was he doing? He was going to get himself in trouble.
"Well then, I'll let you both off this time." His stern voice says as Sebastian gives him a challenging glare.
Clary shortly afterwards returns to her seat, seeing a rather annoyed looking Jace, but ignores that and says to Sebastian:
"How did you even do that without getting sent to the Principles office!"
He taps his nose. His lack of communication was kind of attractive and she couldn't help but blush.
He smirks at the sight.
"You guys done flirting?" Jace says and raises an eyebrow.
The day went slowly until it was mixed sports afternoon, apparently this was where the boys and the girls GYM Lessons join together and play matches of games. They did this every Monday, so Isabelle had explained.
They were wearing their equipment, which was a tight red tank top tucked into a black skort, with ankle socks.
Clary threw her hair into a messy ponytail, with bits of hair framing her face.
They were going to play volleyball, but the boys had to sit at the bleachers to wait until after the game.
Clary hadn't really liked sports at her old school.
Then again, she hadn't really ever talked back to her teachers and she did that today.
They were teaming up and Isabelle and Clary Just sat back and spoke to Jace, Sebastian and Simon.
Jace and Sebastian couldn't barely keep their eyes of Clary, as much as they had tried, her emerald eyes were vibrant as she explained to Isabelle what she said to her Biology teacher.
"GIRLS GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE RIGHT NOW AND STOP FLIRTING WITH THE BOYS!" Their coach called.
They both waved the boys goodbye and ran back over to the other girls, Clary was purposefully being a bit more dramatic as she ran away. Just to see the boys react, they definitely reacted the way she thought. Their jaw slightly hung and their eyes glued as she ran.
"Isabelle, Clary join group 2!" She blew her whistle and Clary commented:
"Yes, we are right here it's obvious we can hear you. No need to blow your whistle, Jesus." And smirked as the coach fought off a scowl then turned toward the whole grade of boys.
Clary's team started with the ball, and Clary shot it over the net to an Asian girl with short black hair, her features striking, but as hard as the girl tried to reach it it kept on dropping. Over, and over again. Literally. She sucked.
Isabelle gave Clary a quick boost with her hand and Clary leaped up and whacked the ball hard over the net.
It was pretty obvious that her team won and all her team roared with victory and called her name, including the boys at the bleachers.
Clary looked around.
This was the first time. Ever. In high school that she'd been recognized.
She glanced over to Jace, to Simon, and then to Sebastian, his eyes were watching her and he shot a half smile with a wink. It sent a shiver through her body, that she obviously didn't hide well as he smirked mischievously at her afterwards.
Her face was hot and she waved her hand over her face to cool down but it wasn't enough.
Isabelle laughed as she flushed red from heat.
"Hey shut up! Do you have any water I could borrow?" Clary grinned and took her water bottle and splashed the water over herself, and boy did it cool her down. She felt a whole lot more refreshed, Isabelle tried to grab the bottle back but Clary just poured water down the back of her top and Isabelle's face was priceless.
"Oh my god! CLARY!" she roared and squeezed her water all over Clary. EVERYWHERE.
By now they both had everyone's attention. Even the coaches and they hadn't stopped them, just laughed and chatted between themselves.
Jace stared wide-eyed at them, biting his bottom lip.
Clary looked at him and stook her tongue a little bit out at him, he smirked and winked.
"Jace has got a total crush on you. It's usually the other way around." Isabelle said and poured the last of the water over her own hair, she then shook her hair off, she looked still amazing.
"Why do you still look amazing. Even like this." Clary sighed and gestured towards herself.
"I'm pretty sure no one would be staring at you if they didn't think that looked hot. I mean you do look hot." Isabelle said and laughed.
"Hey wanna come out. I know it's a school night. Who cares? I can give you a makeover." She says with determination in her voice.
But Clary was in a great mood and she couldn't say no.
"Hey, since I'm in a good mood, sure." She said as they entered the changing rooms.
She got changed into her spare clothes: a pair of shorts and a baggy white sweatshirt. She then put change into a blow dryer and tried her hair.
Her face looked glowing and refreshed, she had no dark circles and she didn't even have that many spots.
Isabelle joined her and that thought went away completely.
"Hey, I still have that makeup in my bag if you want." She says temptingly.
"Only a little bit Isabelle! Don't pile it on!"
"Ok. ok!" Isabelle laughs.
Clary looked in the mirror after Isabelle was done.
Her skin looked near flawless, and her eyes looked huge, thanks to the eyeliner and mascara.
"Even prettier!" Isabelle says and grins.
"How come your hair looks good all the time." Isabelle asks her.
"It really doesn't, it's all wavy and long." She replies and raises an eyebrow.
"Oh come on!" Isabelle takes her back into the school halls and takes her phone out then says: "We're meeting Jace and Sebastian outside of school, Simon can't come he's got something with Maia." Isabelle says with a slight bit of jealousy in her voice.
"WAIT. What? Jace and Sebastian. Look at me." Clary exclaims.
"Hey you look amazing!" Isabelle says, "Stop complaining for once!"
SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE MY OTHER ONE I WAS WORKING ON THIS STORY AND ANOTHER ONE IN THE SHADOW HUNTER WORLD WHICH WILL BE OUT SOMETIME IN THE NEXT FEW WEEKS,TTHIS STORY IS KINDA BAD BUT IT WILL IMPROVE LATER ON! I'LL TRY TO UPDATE A CHAPTER FOR HIDING SADNESS WITH GRINS TOMORROW! THIS STORY IS MORE HIGH SCHOOL-ISH BUT PLEASE GIVE IT A CHANCE :3
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