I do not own The Mortal Instruments, Cassandra Clare. I know this is not like the Clary you know I wanted to shake it up a little. I hope you enjoy please follow,favorite,or review. Thank you for reading, love ya.-zoey5211
Clary's POV
I walked into the front office to get my new schedule. I shoved the door open and it hit the wall behind itself. I walked to the front desk and cleared my throat so she would look at me.
"I need my schedule." I told the lady.
"What is your name?" she asked. I rolled my eyes, how many new students could come to a school in the middle of the year in the middle of the f-ing day.
"Clarissa Fray." I told her.
We moved here yesterday and I had just finished unpacking my stuff in my room. My brother and I had moved to Chicago because he turned eighteen and I decided to move with him. My mother was fine with it as long as I called at least twice a week. My father went to jail when I was seven because he was a druggie and he picked us up from school while he was high and he was caught.
"Here you go, Clarissa." she handed me a schedule with the classes and the room numbers. I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror to see if I had messed my mascara up on the way here somehow. I put my backpack in the sink and pulled out my i-pod and head phones. I put the ear buds in my ears and turned on the music. I clicked the volume all the way up the song "Wicked Ways" was on.
I walked out of the bathroom and into the hall way. I looked at the door numbers to the rooms but I found my room at the end of the hall.
I'm gettin' by with my wicked ways
I loadin' up and I'm takin' names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell
I was at the room by the time the chorus ended. I pulled one of the ear buds out so when I walked into the room the teacher wouldn't see it. I had my hood up so no one could see my hair.
I opened the door and walked to the lady and stopped her mid-sentence.
"I am Clary Fray, where should I sit?" I asked the teacher.
"You can sit in the back next to Jace." she pointed to the seat next to Jace who I would now call "the golden freak."
I walked to the back of the room and set my bag on the ground. I sat down and "the golden freak" looked at me.
"Haven't I seen you before?" he asked jokingly.
"Yes, that is why I don't go there anymore." every one started laughing. "Now would you like to ask me anymore stupid questions?"
"No, I think I am good now." he sounded irritated. Good now my job was done, one less person to worry about bothering me.
I looked up at the teacher and signaled for her to continue with the lesson I was bound to have learned already.
"Clarissa, we do not wear hoods in the class room." she scolded me.
"There is the difference between you and me. I do wear hoods in the room." I said my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Let me rephrase myself take off the hood or go to the principles office, now." she spat. I stood up and walked out the room and down the hall to the principles offices.
I opened the door to her office, walked in, and sat down in a over stuffed chair.
"Can I help you.." she paused for me to fill in my name.
"Clary, my name is Clary." I told her.
"Well Clary, what can I do for you?" she asked.
"I wanted to know if I had to take my hood off in the building. I do not wish to because I was having a bad hair day." I tried to play the 'I am dumb' card with her.
"Yes unfortunately you do. But if you are having a bad hair day I have a rubber band you can use to tie your hair up." she held her rubber band out to me.
"No thank you." I said. She took her hand away and I stood up.
"Wait before you go I wanted to tell you something. If you push everyone away when you need somebody the most no one will be there for you." she said her voice full of concern. I leaned in and slammed my hand down on the desk.
"You know nothing about me, I have people so mind your own damn business." I snapped at her and her face softened into a look of pity.
"I will be here for you even though you push me away. Please just remember that." she said softly. I turned in the heel of my black combat boots and stormed out.
On my way to the classroom I took my hood off and let my hair fall. I slammed the bathroom door in and went to the mirror to make sure my hair was okay. It looked fine. My hair was long, auburn, and wavy.
I walked into the classroom shooting the teacher a death glare. She looked at me smugly and I rolled my eyes. I flipped my hair as I walked by to show her I had taken my hood off. I walked to the back of the classroom and sat down.
"You know, not many people are gutsy enough to stand up to the teacher let alone go to the principle." he smiled at me.
"And when you say many people you mean yourself right? Because you do not seem very brave." I said. He smiled even though I had just criticized him in a way. I smiled the most fake looking smile I had.
"Actually I mean anyone in this room including me." he said.
"Whatever, do you ever shut up because I find your voice really annoying?" I asked him getting irritated.
"N-" I did not hear anymore because I shoved the ear buds in my ears. I turned it full blast and propped my feet up on the desk. I took out my sketch pad and started to sketch on a fresh page.
I felt some one looking over my shoulder and snapped my head their way. Shocker, it was 'the golden freak' staring at my drawing.
"Do you mind?" he asked.
"Yes I do, so get away." I snapped at him. One of my biggest pet peeves was when people tried to look at my artwork.
"But it is really go-" I cut him off again.
"I thought I told you to get the hell away." I snapped.
"Look I am sorry, I did not mean to get on your bad side. It is just that I wante-" now the bell cut him off this time so I did not have to.
I stood up and walked out of the classroom. I looked down at my schedule to try and find my locker number. It said in bold at the top of the schedule that my number was the number two hundred seventy seven. I walked into the section that I thought would be the correct one and I found my number.
I looked at the locker next to mine to find a boy with big glasses, pale skin, and he had a gamer shirt on.
"Oh, hi I'm am Simon." he smiled at me. Now what I was about to do made me feel bad about doing it but I could not get close to anyone at this school.
"Oh, hi I am the girl that doesn't give two shits about you or your name." I smiled at him. His eyes widened in shock and he honestly looked hurt.
"Okay look I am sorry, it is just I can not get close to anyone because in the long run I end up hurting them. You seem like a nice person but I just can not hurt anyone anymore. So I hope you understand now I have to be a bitch again so sorry in advance I am sorry." I shut my locker and flicked him off before he could say a word about anything I just said to him. I heard footsteps running to catch up to me and thought great 'the golden freak' found me.
"Wait!" he caught up to me. "I used to be like you pushing away any one person who tried to get close to me. I just want to be your friend. Would you at least consider my offer before you turn it down?"
"I will think about it I promise. But until then can you show me where this room is?" I showed him my schedule. A smile started to come onto his lips.
"We have the same class next, I can walk you. May I?" he asked.
"I guess but don't get too close to me I am like the saying 'The world is a bitch and so am I'" he smiled again. He was very peppy, I would have to think about this whole friend thing. I just do not think I could handle his peppy attitude.
We walked through the door a few minutes after the bell rang. I walked to the teacher and asked him where I should sit. I looked over the room and saw a beautiful girl looking at me and smiling a devilish grin. I smiled back at her raised my hand low enough to where the teacher could not see it but she could and I flicked her off. Every one started laughing but I just stood there and gave her a death glare. She finally broke the stare and looked out the window.
"You can go sit in the back next to Jace." he smiled at me.
Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed. I threw this together when I woke up this morning and forgot to post it. Please follow,favorite,or review (it makes me write faster). Sorry it was so short I normally write longer chapters. Please continue to read when I post the the new chapter, love ya.-zoey5211