A/N: Hey peeps, I'm figuring out this site quite slowly and with Jen (Fragrance-Of-The-Paradox)'s help. The last chapter wasn't very long so I'm gonna try to make this one longer, big twist coming up, hope you like it! :D

My stomach was holding many butterflies. No, it was holding more than butterflies. It was holding a war between Dumbledore and Magnus Bane. As I walked into the bathroom dreading what was ahead, all I could think was 'Jace wouldn't be scared,' and 'what have I got myself into?'

I looked in the mirror and saw my tan face. The combination of being tall and thin with blue eyes and long blond hair I guess you could call me 'pretty.' I've always wanted to marry someone blond with brown eyes. Unlike Emarna, who liked bronze hair and deep blue eyes. How she ended up with Mike, however, I have no idea. Mike was a red-head, complete with freckles. They'd been together 2 weeks and I don't think it'll last. Emarna likes to date bad boys. Mike, was not a bad boy.

I was always a little jealous of Emarna. She has straight, jet-black hair in a pixie cut and chocolate brown eyes that melded in with her pupils. My hair was wavy. I guess wavy isn't bad, but I like my hair straight. That completely ruins the fact that I refuse to use any hair dryers, straighteners, curling irons, or anything like it. Right then Emarna walked in, disrupting my thoughts.

"What are you doing in here? We're going to be late!"

"I was just-"

"Nevermind that. We've gotta go!" she yelled as she pulled me out of the bathroom.

"I am serious. I think I am going to die." I whispered to Emarna.

"Don't worry we'll do fine." She whispered back just as the music to Imaginary started. "Here we go!"

"I'm gonna die!" I murmured back as the curtains were drawn.

"Oooh oooh oooh ooooh. Papeeerr flooowers. I linger in the doorwaay. Of alarm clocks, screaming monsters calling my nammee. Let me stay. Where the wind will whisper to meee. Where the raindrops, as they're falling tell a storyyy…In my field of paper flooowwers, and caaandy clowds of lullabyyyy. I lie inside myself for-" I stopped singing suddenly choked off. The music stopped.

"What is it?" asked Emarna.

"Him" I replied simply.

"Him? Him, who?" I pointed to a boy in the middle of the crowd. He was blonde with short hair that came up to a spike in the front. Even from here, I could see his deep, chocolate brown eyes. "Oh! Wow. He is cute!"

"I thought you didn't like blonde guys…" I said, in a daze.

"No, not him, him!" she replied, pointing right next to him as they started making their way through the crowd. "Isn't he handsome?" I've got to admit, he was kinda cute. He had bronze hair and extremely noticeable, dark blue eyes.

"Shadowhunters," I whispered, catching a glance of a rune beneath the blonde's sleeve. It wasn't a fake, marker one, but one made with a stele. "Do you think it's Jace and Alec?"

"No, Jace's hair was clearly described as 'gold,' just as Alec's was black"

"Darn, that would have been sweet." I said, barely staying on my feet. Just as the two guys got to us I collapsed and caught a glimpse of Emarna falling next to me. I looked up into those same dark brown eyes.

"Hi," he said, "My name's Seth."

"Seth…" I repeated as I fell into darkness.

….

I woke up in a all black room with two huge windows on the left side. There was only a bed, with black sheets and comforter, and a black couch across from the bed pointing at a flat screen TV. I sat up in bed and noticed a boy standing by the window.

"Where am I?" I asked as he turned around. It was the blonde boy. "Seth," I said, remembering his name.

"You're at the Michigan Institute." He replied. I sat up straighter.

"I'm at an institute? You mean Shadowhunters are real? I mean really real? Not just a book? Are the books true? Jace and Clary and Magnus? And runes? All of it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, no, not just a book, yes, they're all real and so are runes. Does that answer your questions?"

"All except for that last one." I said after counting on my fingers.

"Well than, yes, it's all real." I jumped out of bed.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! Can I meet them? Are they still alive?"

"Well, it's all the way in Manhattan but I guess I could figure something out."

"FIST PUMP!" I yelled as I pumped my fists in the air.

"Won't you and Emarna's parents wonder where you went?"

"No…we'll just call them and tell them we're going to New York as a vacation with each other. They won't care." I said with a devious smile. "Wait…Where's Emarna, anyway."

"She's in Gabriel's bedroom. This is mine, you like?"

"Uhh…it's pretty cool, I guess. It's kinda plain…and black…"

"Can we go see Emar-" I got cut off as they walked in. Emarna was wearing dark jeans and a tye-dye, lime green and blue T-shirt. I looked down to see that I was wearing a huge, guy-shirt and some baggy shorts. "What the hell am I wearing? "How did I get in this? Where did you guys get those clothes?" I added at the end, noticing an identical pair of dark jeans and shirt. Except my shirt was purple and lime green.

"Uhh…" Seth said uncomfortably, "Look…You know how Shadowhunters are really tough, skilled, precise, careful-"

"Yes," I cut him off while glaring at him, "So, how did I get in these clothes, and whose are they?"

"They're mine, all right! We have extra clothes here but no pajamas so I put those on you-"

"You what! You mean-" This time he cut me off.

"I didn't look! Or do anything, I swear!"

"Swear on the Angel." I said quietly.

"But I-"

"Do it!"

"I can't."

"And, why is that?" Suddenly, Gabriel and Emarna burst out laughing. "Why are you two laughing?"

"You guys are just like Jace and Clary." Emarna said at the same time Gabriel said "He can't because we can't break a swear on the Angel. Which means he did look!" Seth looked horrified.

"Who's side are you on?" he said.

"Obviously, not yours." Emarna cut in.

"What did you wake up in, Emarna?" I asked.

"Same as you." She replied. "Wait…Where did mine come from?" Seth laughed.

"You can't blame this one on me!" he said. She turned to Gabriel, who was getting extremely red in the face.

"Gabriel?" she said.

"Okay, yeah, I did. But in my defense-"

"Nevermind that. Who's idea was it?" I cut in. Now they both looked embarrassed.

"We were thinking what to do and said it at the same time." Replied Seth.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe you two would think of tha-" I was cut off by someone bursting through the door.