Four downworlders

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The children were playing, well, except for the Jonathans. They were just glaring at each other with their arms folded.

Clary skipped over to jace, her curls bouncing. "I'm clary. Wanna play?" she asked, smiling. Jace glared at her, then said, "No." Clary giggled. She tapped jace on the shoulder and ran away yelling something about tag and being it. The golden haired boy looked at everyone. "I don't get it." They all looked at him. The boys came over to him. "You're suppose to chase her and tag her back." He looked at the boys in front of him. Then. As if thinking very hard about it, he shoved Alec and yelled tag.

Later that day four new students joined them. Mrs. Greymark introduced them to the class. "class, there are some new students joining us. Maia, Raphael, Magnus, and Jordan." The new students looked around the room. Simon, ever the brave one, walked up to maia and asked her to play with him. She went back with him, making Jordan fluster bright jealous red. Alec looked shyly at Magnus from the back of the room. Izzy peered at the spiky haired boy from behind her hair. "Why are you staring at him, go talk to him, Alec." In reply her brother just looked down and blushed.

Clary, Izzy, and Maia were whispering in a circle when Jonathan and jace started fighting. Clary cowered in the corner as their yelling escalated. "You're a goody- two shoes!" Jonathan yelled. "Well you're stupid." Jace cantered. It took five hair pulling, kicking, biting, and fist filled minutes for Ms. Greymark to pull the fighting children apart. "Jonathan, in the corner, now!" the black eyed boy obeyed with a smirk on his cute little face. "Jace, go stand in the other corner." The gold haired youngster obeyed.

After school, when the parents came to receive their children, Valentine looked at his sons, upset. A worried Jocelyn was still trying to coax a frightened Clary out of the corner. Luke sauntered in, falling face first when valentines foot "slipped". The werewolf got up and looked at valentine with a smile. "Valentine, how wonderful to se you." Luke said. Valentine matched his ex-parabati's smile, with malice to go with the evil gleam in his eyes.

He noticed his ex-wife in the corner. "Jocelyn, dear. Oh! And who is this little angel you have with you." Clary giggled. Jocelyn frowned. "Why, Mr. Morgenstern. She's my Daughter of course." As Jocelyn sashayed out of the room, Luke caught valentine looking at his love interest. "She dose that." Luck muttered. Valentine looked at the downworlder. "And you would know this how, Lucian?" the man in question looked away. "That's what I thought, queer. Stay way from my wife."

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