IM ONLY SAYING THIS ONCE SO LISTEN UP OR READ UP! WHATEVER! ANYWAY I don't own any book I reference or recommend at all. And I don't own the mortal instruments either. Or Alex Pettfer (cover photo)

im re updating chapters 2 and 3 because the last onwere ere gibberish so here we go!

1 month later

"Hey, Pigeon." (AN: thats not a MI reference but Beautiful Disasters Travis Maddoxs' nickname for his girl but i like it so im using it) I say as I sit down in the stolen seat. The seat I stole. From the ass who is a nerd. Or maybe its Jonathan's. Either way they won't be happy. She glances at me and looks away. " Are you really gonna be like that?"
I poke her in the side and she flinches and smacks my hand away. But I catch her smile before she bites her lip and smothers it. "Hey. Poke.
"Pidge." Poke.
"Stop." Poke.
"Ignoring". Poke.
"Me." Poke.
By now she's laughing , what most people would call, quite unattractive snorts. But I thinks she's beautiful. She's laughing so hard she forget that we're in a class room. Even though the bell hasn't rung yet.
Most people that are in the room are staring at us. When she realizes it she smacks me in the arm and gives me a genuine smile. Which in turn makes my stomach flutter and makes me grin back at her. Did my stomach really just flutter. Idiot. She's turning me into a sap. But I really don't care. In just a month she's got me intrigued.
"Stop it." She says. Still smiling. "People are staring." I'm not surprised she talked. She talks to me. Just not when we are around people. But what surprises me is the way she's acting. All week she'd been closed off. I've only got small smiles out of her even when we were alone. And this week she has been flinching away from my touch. But now she only flinched a little when I poked her. I realize I'm just staring at her and I open my mouth to answer but then my seat is kicked from behind.
"Get the f*** away from my sister, Herondale." I turn and stare at Jonathan. Who has pale blond, practically white hair and dark eyes always dilated so they were constantly looking black. And at her dark red hair and shiny green eyes. Looks so completely different they couldn't possibly be siblings.
And right before I smart-off to him and ruin everything the teacher calls everyone to her attention.
"Okay class. I'm gonna take role call." Mr. Starkweather begins. " Alec. Aline. Isabelle..." He called all the class members and then looked up and said "Ah. Clary it seems you've decided to grace ourselves with you presence."

AN: I'm gonna keep posting cause I know when I'm looking for fanfiction if it only has two chapters no matter how good the description is I'm not gonna read it (and my description sucks anyway) so I know it's gonna take more than 1 chapter to get viewers/ readers

Anyway. Once I get viewers I'm gonna have a question thing down here. And a book recommendation too. Might as well start now.

No question.

But book recommendation is

Dark Kiss by Michelle Rowen

Fly on,

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