Thank you so much to those who continued reading. I love you guys. A/N: I switch points of view between Jace and Clary every chapter. This one is Clary.

As I walked in the door to my new school I immediately felt the eyes of a hundred students on me. I didn't care though, I just kept my earbuds in and kept placing one foot after the other as I walked forward, looking for someone to point me towards the office. Confidence. I reminded myself. Act confident and they won't pick on you as much. I was glad for the change in schools, I got to get away from my ex, and I got to get away from all of the gossip and rumors that seemed to swirl around me like a black vortex of suffering. And most importantly I got to get away from my old self. The shy, awkward Clary who was always being picked on. No, at this school she would be the confident, artistic Clary who had tons of friends who were really her friends. Nobody would ever even know that the old Clary had ever existed.

Jon walked in the door behind her and linked his arm into hers. "You ready baby sis?" he whispered in my ear as we started forward once more.

"Yeah, but remember what I said. No talk about old me or what happened." I replied.

"Of course. I would never dream of it," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I punched him lightly in the arm laughed. "But seriously, I won't," he reassured me while laughing along with me.

I looked at the people around us, scanning the crowd for somebody we could ask for directions. My eyes finally alighted on a group of three people over to the side of the hall. There was a stunning girl with raven hair and chocolate eyes talking to a similar looking boy of the same hair color but with shockingly blue eyes instead, probably siblings. But my eyes quickly glued themselves to the second boy. He looked like an angel, he had golden hair that curled softly at the tips, eyes that were also golden, but more of a molten gold. He was strongly built, probably about 6 feet tall. I gave him a quick once over, but my eyes quickly returned to his. He looked bored right now but his eyes told all. They were sharp and focused, taking in every detail, but the thing I noticed most was that he had a hunger in his eyes.

I made myself a mental note to be careful with him, in case it turned into the same thing that had happened with my ex-boyfriend.

I tapped Jon on the shoulder and nodded towards the group. He nodded back to me and we walked towards them. I heard whispers as I passed by people, thing like, "Of course she has a boyfriend" or "Why is his hair so white?" The same things we always heard when we went somewhere new. I understood it though. We looked like a couple, laughing, with our arms linked, and Jon did have the hair of an old man, at least in color.

We reached the group of three and I introduced us. "Hey, I'm Clary. This is my brother Jonathan," I said the last part loud enough so that everyone could hear. I didn't need any rumors spreading.

"Hi guys!" The raven haired girl replied. "I'm Isabelle, but you can call me Izzy. This is my brother Alec-" Izzy nudged Alec and he gave a small wave "and this is my other brother Jace." She saw that I was confused because Jace looked nothing like them and she quickly cleared it up. "Adopted."

"Oh. Well, its nice to meet you guys but could you possibly point us in the direction of the office?" I asked them.

Alec, looking glad to be able to help said, "Sure, go straight down the hall. Third door on the right." I thanked the three of them and practically dragged Jon with me down the hall. I looked over my shoulder, feeling like someone was watching me, but no body was so I shrugged it off and started teasing my brother.

"Gosh, it must be some kind of record. You have been in this school for literally two minutes and you already have a crush!" I practically squealed the end, glad my brother was finally ready to like someone.

"Whaaaat? I don't like Isabelle," he tried to lie but there was already a blush forming on his face.

"Ha! You totally do! I never even said you liked Izzy, but you just confirmed it, big bro!" I was smiling and laughing with my brother. It felt good. I was ready for this fresh start. I was ready for Alicante High.