Chapter 1
"Class, I'd like you to welcome our newest student, Clarissa Fray." Miss Carstairs gestured to the front of the classroom where I assume she wanted me to tell complete strangers personal things about me. It's supposed to help. I approached the front, silently cursing her.
"Hey. Call me Clary. Umm...I moved here from New York City." Miss Carstairs gave me my seat. As I walked past a kid with white-blond coughed "nerd".
"Yeah. I may be a nerd. But your an arrogant, probably egotistical, blond ass." Everybody looked at me like I was insane. I continued walking towards my seat. The boy next to me smiled. He had curly brown hair with square glasses that sat crooked on his nose.
"Hi. I'm Simon Lewis, gamer extraordinaire. You are my hero. You totally just schooled Sebastian. Nobody does that, especially not new kids." I smirked. Mr. Arrogance had a name. The rest of that class went smoothly. Simon caught me up on what we were talking about.
"God! Who knew Biology could be so difficult?!" I complained as we exited the classroom.
"Everyone. Hey, don't look now but Jace and Sebastian are walking over here." Despite Simon's warning, I glanced to my right, where Sebastian and a guy who practically glowed gold were literally strutting over to me.
"Hey, Shorty. Heard you yelled at Seb today. As the undisputed ruler of Alicante High, I would advise not doing that again." Goldie said. I scoffed.
"What on Mother Earth makes you think I'd listen to you? Thanks, but no thanks Goldie Locks." He glared at me.
"My name is Jace Wayland. And you would listen to me because I am so very hot and I could make you miserable." The entire Jace and I are fighting, Sebastian and Simon are watching us, occasionally glancing at each other with amused looks.
"With you here, I already am miserable. Come on, Simon. We are going to be late for English." I grabbed his arm and dragged him off. I couldn't believe Jace! Who does he think he is?
"Jace Wayland. Quarterback for the Alicante Nephilim, model student, and hardcore player. You said all that out loud." I blushed at my Candor. Simon chuckled. After English, we had Lunch. As Simon led me to the Cafeteria, I noticed everybody staring.
"Si, why are they gawking at me?" I asked nervously.
"When somebody yells at Sebastian and Jace within a span of about an hour and a half, people talk. Embrace it, Clare." I like our abbreviated nicknames. I think Simon and I were going to be good friends. We walked into the lunchroom and Simon made a beeline for a table near the middle of it all. A few people were already there and Simon greeted them. He waved me over. I walked over to where he was chatting with a girl who had long brown hair, dark skin, and a tee that said 'Choose your weapon' with a graphic of a pair of dice on it. Simon scooted over to make room for me.
"Maia, Jordan, this is Clary." Maia smiled at me and Jordan waved. It turns out that Maia and Jordan are dating. Jordan is in Simon's band and Maia is Simon's neighbor. Jordan soon left for Chemistry, so Maia, Si, and I started arguing about Manga.
"I'm just saying. Naruto is the best by far." I argued. Maia and Simon thought Hunter X was way better, but I stood my ground. The bell rang and we all walked to American History. We took seats in the back. I hoped this teacher wouldn't make me introduce myself. I noticed Simon staring at a girl with jet black hair.
"Who is she?" Simon quickly looked away, but then glanced back at me.
"Isabelle Lightwood. Way out of my league." I laughed and walked over to Isabelle, ignoring Simon's panicked expression.
"Hi. I'm Clary Fray. I just moved here." Isabelle stuck her hand out.
"I'm Izzy Lightwood. Your the girl who yelled at my brother and Seb aren't you?"
"Jace is your brother?! But, you guys don't look anything alike and you have different last names!" She laughed.
"We get that a lot. Jace is my adoptive brother. My actual brothers are Alec and Max." I nodded. Before I could ask about Simon, Mr. Herondale walked in.
"Please take your seats." He ordered. I was going to walk back to Simon, but Izzy grabbed my arm and pulled me into the seat next her.
"Nobody sits here. I hope your good at History. I don't understand old times." I smiled.
"I normally get good grades. I'm just glad he didn't make me introduce myself." Izzy giggled. It seemed I was making many new friends. Maybe I'd actually survive this school.