Ok so this is my first EVER fanfic and i'm not sure if people will like it or not...so please be honest i don't mind :) but please don't be nasty if you do review ;)

Basically the plot is that Clary moves to a new place from the city when her dad turns up demanding she see him even though she doesn't want to. Her Mom thinks the best thing to do is to move AGAIN hoping he won't find them again...So the first few chapters deal with Clary settling into her new school and meeting Jace, Isabelle etc...and dealing with a problematic so called best friend from her old school. It will get way more interesting as it goes on :) I have some really good ideas for what i want to do with this story :)

Disclaimer: Much as i would LOVE to be able to say otherwise I do not own any of the Mortal Instrument characters :( they are owned by the wonderful Ms Cassandra Clare :)

However Laurie, Ellie and a few other random characters are mine :D enjoy :)

Chapter 1:

For the fifth time I attempted to unbuckle my seatbelt and failed…whether it was due to my shaking fingers or the fact that I was terrified to leave the familiarity that was my car.

As my one pride and joy I kept it spotless and there wasn't a mark on it inside or out. On the dashboard was a small forever friends photo frame with a picture of my best friend Ellie and me taken on my last day in my old school.

Looking at the photo and Ellie's arm wrapped round my shoulder made me remember that night a month ago when I came home to my frantic Mom and a worried Luke trying to calm her down…

"Mom, wait until I tell you what happ…M-Mom? What's wrong?" As soon as I walked into the sitting room I realised something terrible was wrong…there was three suitcases with their contents splayed out on the floor and on the two sofas.

In the middle of all the mess was my Mom who was in the process of firing a bundle of what looked like my clothes into a suitcase and her partner of six years and friend for as long as I can remember, Luke looking worriedly at her clearly at a lose as what to say to her.

"Clary! There you are! Where have you been? Why didn't you answer your phone? I've been trying to call you all evening! You need to…we need to…" Her questioning finished and she descended into silent sobs and turned to Luke with pleading eyes.

"Clary what your mother is trying to say is that you need to go up to your room and decide what you want to bring with you and leave unnecessary stuff behind" Luke looked at me with a sad smile. It was happening again! I looked at him stunned not sure whether I was dreaming or not.

"You…you can't be serious! Please tell me that…that man who thinks he has some right to be called my father simply because we share the same blood has not come round trying to force you guys to make me see him?"

My 'father'(although he'd done nothing to deserve this title in my 16 years of being alive) had an annoying tendency to show up wherever we happened to be living after a few months demanding that I see him and spend time with me and threatening my Mom if she refused to let him see me. He just didn't seem to get the message that I wanted nothing to do with him.

Luke simply gave me a grim smile and nodded, while my Mom continued to sob silently while throwing random things into the open suitcase.

"N-no! I'm sorry but no he's not doing this again! Mom what do you want us to do? Run again? It didn't work the last… how many times is it now we moved house and tried to start again? I can't keep doing this I have friends here! I'm happy!"

By the time I'd finished I was shouting at her, letting out all my pent up anger at the excuse of a man I had to call my father.

"Clary I'm sorry but we need to leave. We've been here four years, Luke's jobs are drying up and Laurie will be starting school in a month and we were already thinking of finding her a school that wasn't in the city. Your…'father' turning up has just given us the push we needed to actually do it." (I could see she had as much trouble using this term as I did to describe him when he was really nothing more then a sperm donor for all the influence he had on my life).

I was stunned. It was seriously unfair of my Mom to use my little sister Laurie as an excuse to move again.

"Mom Don't go using Laurie as an excuse for letting HIM have the satisfaction of scaring you into leaving again! I'm 16 and old enough to decide for myself if I want anything to do with him. He can't hurt you anymore."

"Clary! That's enough!" Luke cut across me with a serious look on his face that made it clear they had made up their mind and nothing I said or done was going to change it.

"We're leaving the city tomorrow as soon as we're ready so go and sort out what you want to bring with you and what you don't think you'll need…NOW!"

I knew it was useless to continue arguing with them so I stormed out of the room, slamming the glass panelled door behind me. Under normal circumstances either one of them would have shouted at me for doing that but tonight was no normal night. Yet again I was being forced to leave my friends and everything I knew behind all thanks to my so called father.

How was I going to say goodbye to everyone?

More importantly how was I going to tell Ellie, my closest friend of 4 years that I was leaving and we wouldn't be together everyday anymore? That thought made me more miserable then every other angry and confused thought going through my head…

A knock on my window brought me out of my daydream.

I looked up to see a pretty girl looking intriguingly in my window. On second glance, pretty didn't seem like the right word to describe the girl who was now getting impatient at my gawping at her through my window. With a deep breath I rolled down my window and painted on what I hoped was a natural smile "Hi…can I help you?"

The black haired girl replied simply "Hi I'm Isabelle but everyone calls me Izz, Izzy and a few other undesireable names. I saw you sitting in your car in a daze and knew you must be the new girl we were told about yesterday."

I sat staring at the girl bemused. What had possessed this seriously gorgeous girl to randomly come up to me and start talking to me I didn't know, but I knew straight away I was going to like her.

"Hi Isabelle I'm Clary but everyone calls me…yeah they call me Clary." At this the girl-Isabelle-laughed and demanded I get out of the car so she could take me under her wing and show me round.

"Come on Clary, we've still got ten minutes left before we need to be in home room, let me show you around and introduce you to all my friends."

Isabelle gave off this air that made me feel comfortable around her straight away. That was until she walked right up to what was obviously the popular gang and slapped one of boys who had the same colour hair as her across the shoulder to gain his attention.

"Alec, Magnus, everyone this is Clary the new girl…who people simply call Clary." As she tacked on the end she turned and winked at me which made me smile. I was definitely going to like her.

Everyone turned to look at me and I mumbled a hello to them all. They all seemed nice enough and said hi and asked me the usual friendly questions.

That was all of them except without a doubt the hottest guy in the group. He was a lot taller then my mere 5 foot and a few inches and had golden hair that on anyone else people would have thought was dyed but it was clear it was his natural colour as it matched his eyes and skin tone.

He totally ignored me and continued flirting with a girl who was in a micro mini skirt and figure hugging top which left very little to the imagination.

I frowned to myself and wondered was he a totally ignorant jerk or was he just shy. However the latter quickly left my mind when he proceeded to begin to look like he was trying to eat the girl up.

Clearly not shy so…I began to wonder why he didn't even say Hi or glance at me…

I knew without a doubt that if Ellie had been here she would have instantly tried to figure out what his problem was and more then likely call him up on his jerkish behaviour, like she had with so many other people before.

Before I could begin to dwell too much on the fact I wouldn't have Ellie to fall back on and back me up and just be there for me, the bell rang sharply to signal first period. At the sound of this I suddenly felt more then a little sick at the thoughts of having to stand in front of everyone in Home Room and introduce myself and this made all thoughts of the lose of my best friend and the blonde ass leave my mind.

Isabelle grabbed my arm and proceeded to practically drag me by the arm to Home Room.

At the door to the classroom Isabelle finally listened to my protests to let go of my arm. I knew this girl, what, 15 minutes and already she was dragging me round the place.

"Jeez Isabelle do you have to be so pushy? There was me thinking you were a nice girl who wanted to help the new girl…now I'm not so sure?"

Isabelle simply smiled at me flicked her hair and said "Clary I am very nice and I can't help but be intrigued by the challenge that is a girl who clearly has never been taught how to use make-up and never heard of a colour chart and how to dress properly." With that she winked at me and practically skipped into the classroom, leaving me staring open-mouth after her wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into by accepting this girls offer to 'take me under her wing.'

While standing there stunned, the hot blonde walked by me and said sarcastically "You gonna stand there gawping or are you gonna come in and meet the oh so lovely Mrs Gray?"

"I…yeah I was just psyching myself up to deal with the staring that comes with my five foot and a few inches height and crazy red hair, ya know people seem to find it very interesting for some unbeknown reason." I replied just as sarcastically.

I was rewarded with the most gorgeous smile ever and a wink. Damn this guy is not only hot but has a serious ego problem.

Before entering the classroom, the blonde turned, cracked another knee weakening smile and said "By the way the name's Jace." As much as I hated to admit it I simply stared as he turned on his heel and swanned into the classroom like he owned the place. "Maybe this place won't be quite so bad after all" I thought to myself.

But then I remembered how as nice as these people appeared to be I'd left behind my best friend and everything I knew. Shaking my head I squared my shoulders and walked into the classroom ready to begin what was hopefully my last "fresh start." ….

Ok so thats the first chapter :) Doesn't really give too much away i know but please let me know what you think :) is it worth my while continuing with it or should i give up on it now :L your thoughts and ideas are really appreciated :D xx