Clary:

Clary woke up to the annoying sound of her alarm. Groaning, she turned it off. Today was the first day of her junior year in high school and she had to get up early if she wanted to catch the bus. She quickly threw together a nice first day of school outfit and walked into the kitchen. Her mom was making breakfast and smiled at her as she came in.

"I'm cooking your favorite breakfast, Clary," Clary's mom, Jocelyn, said smiling.

"Bacon and eggs?" Clary asked enthusiastically.

"Yes," Clary's mom smiled as she she went to put the food on 2 plates. Clary sat at the table and looked sadly at Luke's usual spot. Luke was her step dad, but he was a teacher at Clary's school, and had to get there early.

Jocelyn placed a plate in front of Clary and then sat down and placed a plate in front of her. Clary got up to get coffee and then dug into her eggs.

"So, you nervous for junior year?" Clary's mom asked.

"Kinda. I mean I am in classes with seniors. They'll probably all make fun of me," Clary said sadly.

"I doubt they'd do that," Jocelyn said sounding concerned.

"You don't know what senior boys are like mom. I do," Clary sighed as she got up to put her dishes in the dish washer. She then quickly brushed her teeth, hair, and put on make up. She didn't wear that much make up, especially compared to the amount that her best friend Isabelle wears, but she puts on some mascara, lip gloss, and little bit eye liner and blush. Walking out of her small bathroom, she grabbed her back pack hanging on the chair and lifted it. It was very heavy, not only because her supplies were in there, but she also had 4 novels in there as well.

"Bye, Mom!" Clary called as she opened the door.

"Bye, Clary! Have a good first day!"

Clary just groaned and walked to her bus stop.


Standing at the bus stop waiting for her was her best friend Simon.

"You took your time," Simon teased.

Clary rolled her eyes at him. "Good to see you, too," she grumbled. Before they could really start a conversation, the bus pulled up. Clary stepped into the chaotic bus after Simon. The sound of swearing, gum chewing, and laughter overwhelmed Clary for a second before she got used to it. Bus #10 hadn't changed at all.

Sighing, Clary plopped down into a seat near the front and Simon sat next to her. He was texting someone and smiling.

"Izzy?" Clary asked.

"Yeah," Simon said while responding.

Izzy was the fab Isabelle Lightwood, Clary's other best friend. Isabelle and Simon were dating and no one really knew why. Izzy is gorgeous and has a great body and pretty much every guy who sees her drools. Simon, on the other hand, was a bit of a geek. Like Clary. People also wondered why Izzy was Clary's best friend. The truth was, at first that wasn't true. Izzy had been a bitch to Clary when she had first moved to Brooklyn. Then she realized how cruel she was being and asked for a second chance. Clary eventually forgave her and they have been close ever since. Izzy is sort of on a mission to make Clary more of a girl, but she still hasn't succeeded after years of trying.

Soon enough, the bus had reached the school, Alicinate High School. Everyone pushed Clary, some calling her names making fun of her shortness. When Clary finally managed to exit the bus, Simon was waiting for her chuckling. Clary rolled her eyes at him.

"What a great friend you are...," she grumbled.

They headed to the Junior Wing. The Junior Wing was where all 11th graders had their lockers and hung out. Clary spotted Izzy in the crowd and pointed her out to Simon.

"Damn," Simon muttered. Izzy's outfit was a pink top with spaghetti straps and it was quite revealing. She wore an insanely short denim skirt that barely went past her butt. And she wore crazy tall heels. It's a miracle Izzy could walk in them, they were so tall. Clary wouldn't have been surprised if Simon started to drool. He didn't though. He just gaped at her. Izzy noticed them and smiled. She then walked toward them amazingly quickly, considering he was in those heels.

"Hey, Clary!" she exclaimed as she hugged her best friend. She then turned to Simon. "Hey, babe," she gave him a kiss. A couple people whistled and some yelled "GET A ROOM!"

Izzy rolled her eyes when she pulled away and flipped the boys off. She then turned to Clary who giggled.

"How have you been? It seems like we haven't talked in FOREVER."

"I know! But I need to ask one thing...how high are those heels?" Clary asked, pointing to Izzy's shoes.

"Oh, these?" Izzy glanced at her heels. "7 inches."

"Dang," Clary muttered.

"So are you in any advanced classes this year?" Izzy asked.

"Yeah, advanced Science and Math and Language Arts."

"So half of your classes are with seniors?" Izzy asked.

"Yeah," Clary shrugged.

"You are SO lucky!" Izzy exclaimed.

"Hey!" Simon said.

Izzy laughed. "I'm allowed to admire some senior boys cuteness, aren't I?" She joked.

"Oh okay," Simon smiled and put his arms around her waist. It was so cute and Clary was jealous that Izzy had a boyfriend to do that. Clary didn't. The last time she had a boyfriend was freshman year, and it hadn't been that serious.

"So how's Alec dealing with college?" Clary asked. Izzy's older brother Alec started his freshman year in college a week or so ago.

"Pretty good. He met a boy there. His name is Magnus Bane. Alec has a HUGE crush on him," Izzy sighed.

"So he's finally told everyone that he's gay?" Clary asked.

"Yeah, he told my parents last weekend," Izzy sighed. "It wasn't pretty, but they have accepted it."

"Good! So, uh, how's Jace?" Clary asked carefully. Jace was Izzy's other older brother, except he was adopted. He was gorgeous, and the captain of the football and basketball team. Clary has secretly had a little crush on him for a few years, but Izzy didn't know that.

"Not well. He's still partying a lot and has a new girlfriend each week. It's as if he doesn't feel anything, he just lusts for them and then throws them away." Izzy looked sad and then sighed. "I am very worried for him, and so is mom. We're worried that he doesn't have feelings at all. I mean, what senior boy hasn't fallen in love?"

Clary nodded slowly. The warning bell rang. Clary sighed. "I have to go to my locker. See you guys at lunch."


As you can see, this chapter is a lot longer than probably my whole THG story *sighs*

I actually am not in high school yet, I'm an 8th grader so I may get some stuff wrong because I'm writing the high school based on what I've been told about it, stereotypes (deal with it), and other fan fics :p

I hope you like it!

I am open to suggestions, this is my first fan fic where I have said this. However, if I don't use yours, PLEASE don't be offended.

Till next time,

-amityhufflepuff