Hey readers! I'm back! I saw a significant amount of reviews, follows and favorites of this story and decided that I should work on it! However some of my stories will be on a short hiatus. Okay so to explain the Isabelle bit in the previous chapter, the first chapter was originally an installment meant for another story that I was helping someone else with but they never contacted me so I decided to turn it into my own story, with my own plot. I just forgot to change somethings. Once again sorry for the long wait for this story! Read and Review! 10 reviews for the next chapter!

The Game

Chapter 2

Life was a bitch when you didn't know anyone. Moving over and over was starting to tear me down, I had just gotten used to everyone in New York. Jocelyn, the bitch, as I called her (not to her face) made us move every time she met a new guy over the internet.

This time his name happen to be Valentine, whoop de fucking doo. I just hated him. He tried to get closer to my mom by getting closer to me, but I just wasn't having it.

While in the teachers lounge, I'd overheard squealing over how amazing Valentine Morgenstern was.

My own mother didn't believe me when I told her. She chose her boyfriend over her own daughter. I was used to it.

Walking out of the school after flipping off the well known Jace Wayland, was a huge move for me seeing as I wanted to lay low for the school year.

I didn't want to get attached to anyone anymore. I didn't need any friends, they'd just be taken away from me when my mom found another beau.

Seeing Isabelle again was like I had a piece of my old life back. We had used to live in Brooklyn, but my mom was afraid to fall in love.

Luke Garroway was the only man who ever came close to stealing my mom's heart. When they were together she was the mom I knew and loved.

I needed to find him. So as I sat here in Java Jones, Isabelle chatted away with people I didn't even know.

She didn't speak a word to me other that to say hi when I walked in. I felt a tiny bit hurt that she'd left me alone to be a loner.

I guess that's friends for you. If you could even call them that. After ordering a Skinny Chocolate Frappuccino, I made my way to the door.

It wasn't worth staying here. The warm summer's air hit me as soon as I walked out of the door.

The streets were crowded with people. In the distance I could here someone yelling for a taxi to stop. A distinct voice quietly called my name.

Turning around I looked up to see a boy with curly hair and glasses. Studying him closer her had the most beautiful light brown eyes I've ever seen.

I'd seen him alone in the cafeteria on my way out.

"Yes" I said, my voice clearly stating how I was unsure of what this boy wanted with me. He licked his lips and said something under his breath.

"Look if you want to mess with me just get it over with," I said, anger spiking my voice. He seemed shocked, maybe I jumped to conclusions too fast.

"No, no its not that. Its just that you seemed like you wanted isolation, and I think you're kind of interesting. Would you want to perhaps be friends?" The boy asked, pacing his words fastly. I wanted to respond sarcastically but maybe I didn't have to be like that with him.

"I'd like to give it a try," I said, smiling a real smile for the first time in a while. I held out my hand for him to shake.

"Simon," Simon said, shaking my hand. His hand were warm, and it was as if I could feel my heart beat faster.

"Clary." Simon and I turned to walk to my car. It was about a ten minute walk, seeing as this spot was a hot spot for anyone who was anybody.

On the walk to the car Simon told my somethings about him. He liked to play video games, he was in a band that couldn't seem to keep a name for more than one week, his elder sister was getting married and was in college, he was Jewish, his grandmother was overly paranoid, he liked to be alone, and he bullied everyday by Jace Wayland and his posse.

"Well Simon, you're not going to get bullied by Jace and his posse of buttheads anymore. I'll make sure of it," I told Simon, when we got into my car.

"And then I told her to suck my non existent dick," I said, throwing popcorn at Simon. He was laughing way to hard. I was giving him the details of how I had gotten kicked out from my last school.

I wasn't going to be that girl anymore, the girl who got into trouble just for kicks and didn;t take life serious. Still, while I wasn't going to be that girl anymore, I wasn't going to hold my tongue when people tried to walk all over me.

Then I began to tell him how I'd changed, when I changed and why.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

The sound of my running was too loud, probably being their best advantage of finding me.

Carly, Michael, and Jessica sent me a fake text from Edward Phillips, the school's hottest guy.

They'd written in the text that he would meet me at the indoor swimming pool, down the street from where I lived.

I was here now, only to be face to face with the schools bullies.

When Carly pulled out a knife I had bolted. I wasn't sure why they had to continuously picked on me.

I wasn't anybody to them i had just moved into town.

I was the new girl, why did I deserve to be picked on. I should be pissed, but I wasn't, not yet anyways.

Now I found myself running away from them, knowing that they'd catch me sooner or later.

Soon I came to a one end hallway, the open side being the one I just came down.

Carly, Michael, and Jessica came down it and I was trapped against the wall.

I felt like prey, meeting its incoming death.

Carly played with the tip of her blade, and Jessica jerked me forward, causing me to fall to my knees.

I cried out, the impact of the white marbled floor bruising my knees.

I looked up at Carly wondering how someone who was supposedly angelic, could do this.

With her shoulder dark brown hair, fair skin, marked with freckles, and light brown eyes, you would've never known.

Her voice sounded like a pixie's would, if they were real.

"Clary, Clary ,Clary. You shouldn't have talked to my boyfriend. You know he dumped me? Because he said he was becoming interested in someone else.

Why would he dump me for trash like you!" Carly said, her talking becoming more of angry shouting.

"I'm going to show you what happens to skanks who try to get with my boyfriend."

Michael looked guilty, as I met his eyes, and Jessica stood me up, her arms around me holding my hands into place.

What the hell was I doing?

I knew how to get out of this situation, and I knew how to fight back.

Why wasn't I though?

I believe I scared myself into believing that I was helpless because that was how I'd felt when I realized that it wasn't Edward how had texted me.

My instincts kicked into gear and I threw my arms out to my side, breaking Jessica's grip.

Sidestepping her, so that I got behind her, I kicked her feet from under her and she went down with a thud.

Carly charged at me and I started to laugh, craziness starting to settle in.

I got into my defensive position, legs apart in a squat hands at my sides in two fists, and landed the perfect roundhouse kick to the side of Carly's face.

Michael stood there in shock, and with an angry expression started walking my way.

I pulled my fist back and thrust it forward, it connecting with his nose.

Blood squirted out of his nose, and a jolt of pain went through my hand.

Fuck! I forgot the number one rule of throwing a punch. Don't tuck your thumb in.

Michael ran away holding his nose, Jessica limped away, and Carly shot me a glare as she clutched her face, following Michael and Jessica.

I vowed to myself that I would never allow myself to be bullied again.

I didn't know I was staring off into space until Simon smacked me with a pillow. I couldn't stop laughing. It was the first time that he dared to hit me back.

"Can you please explain to me, why I feel like I've known you since forever. Its way too easy talking to you just like this," I said, my voice quivering.

The first day at a new school, and I've already made a new friend, not to mention I was here at his house pretending like I've known him for a very long time.

"I can't answer you that, but I swear this can't be the first time that you've been in town," Simon said, tilting his head to the side.

Sometimes I felt like I've been tons of places that I didn't recall. I've never told my mom because its not like she'd give a crap about it anyway.

"Sometimes I feel like I've been almost everywhere. Like I'd have flashes of me being somewhere but I can't seem to remember it. Anyways on to happier things." Simon smiled, and it was purely adorable.

"Clary I'm glad to have you here. Glad to know that you're comfortable with me. Its nice having someone to talk to," Simon said. He looked teary eyed, so I hugged him and patted his back.

"Its nice to know you too," I said, smiling brightly. He squeezed me back, and I laughed.

My phone started to ring, and I picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked, not even bothering to check the caller ID.

"Clary get home, now." My mother's voice came from the other side of the phone, and before I could reply she hung up.

I looked at the screen and it was 11:27p.m. Woah! I didn't even know that we had spent so much time together.

I also had a voicemail but it was probably from the witch so I never bothered to check it. I hugged Simon once more before heading out to my car.

The whole ride home I was lost in thoughts about how I wanted my life in this town to be good. If it became too good I wasn't leaving, and Jocelyn sure as hell wasn't.

I pulled into the driveway, behind an unknown car. I decided not to ponder on it until I got in.

I sensed good things in this town.

I hoped you enjoyed that chapter! Review please!

Also, I have no beta. So there may be some mistakes in this chapter. If you're interested in being my beta, please dont hesitate to pm me. I'd be very thankful.