Here's chapter two! I've had a lot of time to write and the story line is just running through my head right now, so hopefully I'll be able to post a few more chapters. Enjoy!

After lunch, Leo and Jessica left the cafeteria and walked to the gym for PE. They put there bags on the bleachers and sat down after the coach told them they didn't need to change. Once the rest of the class was sitting on the bleachers, Alec, Isabelle, and Jace being there as well, the coach began.

"Alright. Today, like I told you yesterday, starting today and going until next Friday, we're working on archery. Our team is lacking this year, so I need to see if there are any last minute recruits I can get to the coach. Leo, since I know you are the only one in here on the team, I'll let you explain since I don't know what I'm talking about." The coach said, waving Leo up before stepping aside and letting her speak.

"Okay." She began, lifting one of the compound bows of the bow rack. "These are the bows that every team around the country, I think the world as well, uses for the teams. Put it into simple terms, the tie on the string, is what you clip the arrow under." Leo pulled an arrow out of the bucket by the rack and demonstrated.

"You make sure the arrow is on the rest before you pull it back." Leo pulled the arrow off and slid it back in the bucket. "When you pull back the bow, unless there is an arrow, you ease it back. Let me repeat, if you have and arrow, let the string go, if you don't, ease it back with your fingers." As she spoke, she showed everyone to make sure they understood. "These are the school's set, not the teams. That doesn't mean you can screw them up." Leo finished. "I think I got everything." She told the coach. "Oh, wait." She said, pulling an arrow out again. "When you clip the arrow on, make sure the odd color is facing you. One this one, there are two red and a white, clip the arrow on to where the white is face you and the red as facing away from you." Leo said before showing them, then pulling the arrow off and reaching for four more arrows.

"Five arrows and find a bow you can pull back comfortably." Leo told everyone before she walked to put the arrows on a quiver and lean the bow against the quiver. Once everyone had a bow and arrows, she told them. "The whistles aren't just to make noise, they are for safety. Two whistles, you line up," Leo stood at her quiver to show them. "Put your bow on the toe of your shoe and you wait until one whistle. One whistle is when you shoot. Three whistles is to retrieve arrows. Five are to stop shooting immediately, if you hear five whistles, you stop shooting immediately." She explained before the coach blew two whistles.

Alec and Jace both decided to stand over by Leo. Jace in front of her, Alec behind her. Leo turned her head, looked down both sides to make sure everyone was lined up after the two whistles and then nodded to the coach. A second later, he blew on whistle.

Leo pulled an arrow, clipped the knock on, drew it back, anchored her hand, aimed, and released. Alec and Jace both watched as the arrow sailed through the air and hit the center of the target, the ten. Alec smiled when he saw Jace glanced back at him with a smirk.

Leo glanced over at Alec and saw him do everything perfectly. He wasn't lying when he was good with a bow and arrow. She watched as his first arrow went to nine. She smiled and shot the rest of her arrows. Once everyone was off the line, she waved for three whistles and everyone pulled their arrows.

Alec saw, after he pulled his arrows from the same target as Leo, that all five of hers were in the ten. A perfect score he knew. "Looks like you aren't as good with a bow." She whispered to him as she walked past him with her arrows. Jace glanced over at Alec, chuckling as he pulled his arrows from all over the target, reaching behind to grab one off the floor that the net had caught.

~TMI~

After school, Jace, Isabelle, Alec, and Clary followed Leo to the subway. Simon said he thought it was Shadowhunter business after school hours, so he headed home. Once they were on the subway, they all split up into different areas of the car, but all kept an eye on Leo. She seemed calm with her surroundings, Clary thought, when she saw Leo put headphone in her ears and start music on her phone.

After a ten minute ride, Leo pulled one headphone from her ear and got off the train, the four Shadowhunters following close behind. They realized they were only a mile or two from the Institute once they came out from the subway. They followed Leo until she pulled the door open to a small coffee shop.

The four agreed to wait a few minutes and look like they were heading home, which wasn't far from the truth, and had seen the shop and decided to get coffee. When they entered, they saw a few people sitting at tables doing different things, all sipping coffees. Behind the counter, stood a guy and Leo passed behind him, changed into a black button up shirt and a visor on her head.

"Welcome to Java Dreams. What would you like to order?" Leo asked, standing behind the register, ready to put in the orders. Clary ordered a mocha with two extra shots, Alec and Isabelle ordered black coffee and Jace just got a bottled water that were for sale in the cooler by the counter.

"You guys go to school with me don't you? I remember them," Leo pointed to Jace and Alec. "They were in my gym class." Leo asked as she handed them there orders. "Ya, I'm Alec's sister Isabelle. This is our friend Clary and Mr. No Fun over here is Jace." Isabelle introduced as Leo shook each of their hands.

"I remembered Alec for sure. I kicked his ass in gym. Sorry about that by the way." Leo told them. Alec smiled lightly. "Don't worry about it. I'm used to hitting a moving target, not aiming for something that stands completely still." Alec said with a small chuckle. "That's it. Well, I'm sure you'd beat me at hunting then. But everybody has their strong suits." Leo replied. "Clary, didn't you say that you drew?" Leo asked, receiving a nod from Clary.

"I want to show you something." Leo said before walking away and disappearing behind a door to the back, reappearing a minute later with a notebook in hand. Leo handed it to Clary, who took it and opened it, flipping through the sketches. "These are amazing. Better than I could ever do." Clary told the blonde, handing the sketchbook back to her. "Thanks. It's just figure studies for some books I bought, hoping I could teach myself a few things before college."

"I know it's short notice," Isabelle started. "But we were wondering if you wanted to come over to our house?" Isabelle asked, getting a look from the other three that said: We were wondering? "I don't get off work until seven. Maybe for an hour. My parents don't want me out past ten." Leo replied.

Jace snorted. "Ten? This is New York. Nothing gets fun until after ten." He commented. "Ya, I know. I wish I could, but that's how it's been for the past five years." Leo replied with a sigh. "What about before that? Did you parents let you go out then?" Isabelle asked. "I didn't live in New York then. I lived in a town where everything was in yelling distance, or yelling to another person to yell to someone else. I don't really remember much before I was nine." "Where have you lived?" Clary asked. "Here, California, Florida, Massachusetts, Arizona. I've been across the country and back so many times, I never want to see another airport." "Why'd you move so much and to random states?" Clary asked again.

"It's what I'm used to. I'm adopted, I was dropped on the doorstep of the orphanage near Boston and every time I got to be too much trouble or the couple who took care of me had a kid of their own, I was shipped off within a week to another home. I've only managed to go a few years in one place. This is the longest I've gone without moving, I'm just hoping it will last until graduation so I can leave this hell hole."

Jace glanced over to Alec, the two finally realizing why Leo didn't know about Nephilim or anything else to do with Shadowhunters. She had either been abandoned or had been given away for protection from someone or something.