So here's the deal, one night I'm sitting chatting away with another of my friends who writes on fanfiction (JustAFantasyGirl- her stories rock!) and she's threatening me with a lack of tea and sweet chillie sensations if I don't start uploading more, especially any ideas I have for the Hunger Games.
And due to the fact I like me some tea and sensations, plus I adore The Hunger Games and The Mortal Instruments I figured why not take all of our favourite characters out of their fictional quests and shove 'em in a high school together? What's the worst that could happen (You'll find out!) Plenty of different relationships are tested and I won't lie a couple end in total hilarious disaster... so give it a go and please let me know what you think :) I love to hear from readers and if there are any couplings you'd love/hate to see just suggest them and I'll consider it!

-H

When you combine two sets of characters from kick-ass books, all of whom are trained to be fearless warriors it's not surprising when things get a little complicated… but all of the tributes and shadow hunters have one things in common: they could all use some serious love lessons.


Class Disaster

Running was one of the few things that Clove knew she could do well. It didn't matter if she was scraping through her exams in maths, literature or world history, on the track she was unbeatable, though Maia was certainly giving her a run for her money. She poured on the speed and came to a stop at the finish line only a few seconds before her friend. "You almost had me there," she admitted, bending over to brace her hands on her knees.
"I've still to beat you though," she replied, flipping her braided her over her shoulder.
Clove grinned, "And never will."
"That sounds like a challenge to me, Maia. You gonna let Speedy Gonzalez here talk to you like that?" This was Isabelle, who instead of being in Health Class like she was supposed to, was lounging back on the bleachers with her booted feet resting on the rail in front of her. Despite the warm afternoon she was wearing tight-fitting denim jeans and her signature leather jacket, her inky black hair spilling out of the bun she'd loosely tied it in. She was flicking through a fashion magazine and looked up to grin at Maia. Beside her Clarissa Fray muttered something about Isabelle and her challenges which usually ended badly, without glancing away from her sketchbook. She was a petit art student with flaming copper hair and her green eyes were reproachful when Isabelle suddenly changed the topic of conversation to centre around the school's young rugby coach who was overseeing a practice session in the middle of the field.
"He's a teacher," Clary said disapprovingly.
"He's yummy," Isabelle declared, "Plus he's not really a teacher, he's young and only trains the rugby team. It's not like he's actually part of the faculty."
Maia turned to follow her gaze, just as the coach bent over to tie up his shoelace. "I'm with Iz on this one, Clary. Coach Odair is fine." When she didn't respond Isabelle reached over and snatched the sketchbook away.
"Hey-! Oh for crying out loud Izzy, okay I'll admit he's cute. Now give it back!"
"Cute? He's more than cute! Cute describes a puppy-dog or- or Simon! Not Coach Odair, he's charming and sexy- desirable."
"Forbidden," Maia reminded her and Isabelle smiled deviously. "Oh no," Maia said, "That is not a challenge!"
Clary took back her sketchbook but her eyes were now wandering down the line of sweating rugby players. Izzy smirked when she noticed, "Drooling over my brother again?"
Jace Lightwood was in the middle of a crowd of much chunkier players, but he was fast and lean and… gorgeous. Clary blushed and looked down at the drawing she'd been working on. She wasn't overly pleased with it; the proportions were all wrong and the shading was weak. With a frustrated sigh she ripped out the page and crumpled it up in her fist.
"No need to take it out on your sketch," Izzy said, "You could just walk over there and flirt with him."
"I do not like Jace," Clary insisted through gritted teeth and Clove sent her a sympathetic look. Once Isabelle got an idea in her head it was murder to make her leave it be, and she wasn't exactly subtle.
The bell rang out signalling the end of the day and Clary stood up, "Well since we skipped our last hour again I don't see any reason why we should waste our time studying this afternoon. I've got to drop by the house and catch up on the latest with the wedding plans- but I'll meet you guys at Taki's in an hour?"
"Sounds like a plan." Clove nodded her head in agreement and Maia asked, "How are the wedding plans coming along?"
Clary rolled her eyes, "Who knew getting married was such a stress? I swear to god my wedding will not be that complicated!"
"So when should I save the date?" The girls jumped and Jace grinned, "Sorry, was I eavesdropping? Thought I heard someone say they were getting married." Clary flushed and hid herself behind her hair. "Who is the lucky groom?"
"Jace leave her be," Isabelle swung her legs off the rail and stood up with a stretch of her arms.
His golden eyes sparkled with amusement, "Clary knows I don't mean it. I'd never let her run off with another man." He winked and she hid her embarrassment by taking care to shove her sketchbook and pencils back into her backpack.
Before he could humiliate her any further Katniss came around the corner, "You guys skipped out on class again," she said, "You could have at least warned me and I'd have skipped too."
"But Catnip that would have been breaking the rules." This was Gale Hawthorn, another player and Jace's best friend. He ruffled Katniss' hair affectionately and she swatted his hand away. "Hey Isabelle," he added with a grin and she rolled her eyes.
"What do you want Hawthorn?"
"We could start with dinner," Gale suggested and Jace aimed a punch at his friend's gut, "Dude stop hitting on my sister! She's not interested, right Iz?"
Isabelle's eyes raked Gale once over, "Definitely not," she said and he put a hand to his chest in mock hurt.
"Ouch girl that was cold!"
There was now a steady stream of students heading towards the car park while the rest of the team headed in from the field in the direction of the showers, passing the bleachers as they did so. "Weren't we leaving?" Clove asked suddenly, pulling a sweatshirt over her tank top. "I'm going to need to change before Taki's."
Clary noticed that her reason for wanting a quick getaway was the team's star player Cato whom she knew Clove had a long-term crush on. However the others were blissfully unaware of her desire to leave and Gale was busy teasing Katniss about her date with a guy from her algebra class.
"He's sweet," she protested, "You shouldn't be such an ass about it."
"He's a nerd," he chortled. "Hey anyone know much about that new kid, Jordy-something?"
"Jordan Kyle?" Maia put in, a frown appearing on her forehead.
"Some indie-music geek who is all about the environment." Cato had reached the group, "Nothing threatening."
Maia pursed her lips, "Y'know, everyone says girls are bitches but guys are much worse. Why does caring about the environment make someone non-threatening?"
Before any of them could reply Clary added, "You might find caring about anything other than getting laid unimportant but I actually think Jordan is a really nice guy." This stopped Jace from making whatever comment had been on the tip of his tongue and Isabelle smirked knowingly at him.
"We'll see y'all later," she announced, "Let's go before some losers steal our booth in Taki's."

The girls trooped towards the student car park. "I think someone has a crush," Isabelle started and Clove and Clary exchanged a wary glance.
"I never thought I'd see the day where Jace Lightwood was lost for words," Maia agreed and Clary looked confused. "Oh come on Clarissa! As soon as you made that comment about Jordan he shut right up!"
"I don't know what you're talking about," she muttered.
"Uh Jace Lightwood and his major crush on you-!"
"Seriously?" Clary jumped as her best friend Simon appeared at her shoulder. "Jace has a crush on you Clary?"
She shook her head, "They're not serious Simon."
"Good," he said and she raised her eyebrows. "All the guys in Odair's team are assholes, no offence Isabelle."
She shrugged, "He's dated a lot of girls."
"Speaking of Odair…" Maia muttered, nudging Clove to look over at the edge of the playing young coach was talking to a petit and very pretty brunette. He towered over her, his shadow drowning her but his smile was genuine and warm. The woman didn't look any older than her early twenties and was slight and fragile looking, though they watched her punch him in the arm as he said something to offend her.
"Wonder who that is," Clove mused and Clary turned her attention to locating her truck keys in the pocket of her jacket.
"You guys are obsessed," she declared.
"Oh Clary," said Isabelle, "Everyone loves a bit of scandal. Get off your high horse and come join the rest of us in the gossipy underworld of high school."


Well that's the first chapter. I'm quite enjoying my five fiesty heroines as best friends but let me know what you're thinking! If I get some feedback I'll update real soon! :)