I entered into the main office, feeling like I could kick anyone's ass who stepped the wrong way towards me. But, another part of me, felt guilty and bad that I embarrassed him in front of all his friends.

'Clary, stop feeling bad, that's how you used to act, your all rock now, remember?'

All right I have to stop feeling bad and get my act together, otherwise I'm going to end up like that nerdy clary again, I just cant.

I realized I had been starring at the main office attendant, whose name is Mr. herondale, going by his nametag.

"May I help you"

"Yeah, actually you can. I was just looking for my schedule for my classes so I could actually go to them…."

"Okay, okay ill get them. Easy on the attitude" He said standing up and walking over to all the files with last names.

He pulled mine out and handed it over to me, "Here's you schedule, your locker number, everything you will need. The bell rings in three minutes so I would hurry."

"Thanks, I guess" I mumble as turn on my heel of my combat boots and out the door towards my locker.

I look at my classes and as I'm opening my locker. I'm in all senior level advanced classes as a junior and that means extra homework, Yay. I turn back to my locker but there is someone there starring at me. She has long pretty brown hair and striking blue eyes. She's beautiful and striking where as I'm standing next to her and I'm plain.

"Hey" she says casually.

"Hi" I say back.

"So, are you the one who turned down my brother Jace" she says with a smirk.

Oh I guess that's what his name is,

"Yeah, actually that was I."

"K, I like you. Were hanging out after school. My place. See you at lunch. Your sitting with me. She said and stalks off on her seven-inch heels.

Well that was weird I think as I go into my next class. I open the door, chemistry, greeeaaaattt. The sight I see though makes me want to vomit, there sitting on the only open desk in the room, meaning mine, is that kid Jace and a slutty blonde girl swapping spit. That's disgusting, I don't want to see that, I'm gonna go do something about it, I think.

I walk over and stand right in front of the desk and just stand there.

After a while Jace notices me standing and looks over while that blonde is still making out with his neck, "Can I help you?" he says in an over annoyed voice.

" Get off the desk." I say in a monotone.

"No, go find another desk this one is preoccupied gingy. You only wish it were you that's why you're over here."

" Ha no, the only thing I wish right now is that you were smart and realize that this," I point to the desk, "is the only one empty in the class. You probably didn't notice because you were to busy swapping spit with that slut." I said pretty bluntly.

By now everybody was starring at us in the class.

"Um excuse me?" the blonde spoke up, " I have a name, its Kaelie. And I am not a slut I just was kissing him that doesn't mean anything."

"So that explains the boobs sticking out and your butt cheeks hanging out of the things you call shorts, or underwear. Sorry, I can't really tell which one."

" You just think I'm a slut because I'm a blonde," She stats randomly.

"No, I think you're a slut because of all that you just did. But you are living up to that hair color quite well."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just get off the desk. The teachers gonna come Goldie locks."

Jace was looking at me wide eyed,

"Didn't your mom ever tell you starring is rude?" I say to him without looking as I push them off the top of the desk.

Great, the teacher came in and everyone took their seats, but he just has to be sitting next to me. About half way through the lesson, (yes I did go half way without him annoying me) I feel a hand on my arm. 'You have got to be kidding me,'

I think as I turn to him with a menacing look in my eyes.

"What the hell do you want?" I whisper yell.

"You." he says back with a tight smirk on his face.