Hey Guys! So, This is my first story as you can probably tell, so should I keep writing? Do You hate It? Wish that I never write again? Possibly love it?

Clary:

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEE-

Clary groaned and rolled over to turn off her alarm. Instead, she gracefully fell off the bed.

"What th-" Then Clary remembered. New York. New City. New Life. New School. "Whats not to love," she grumbled, and shut off her alarm.

"Clary! Are you up yet?" her mother called from down the hall. Jocelyn walked in to see her daughter lying on the floor. "er... are you okay?" Jocelyn questioned as Clary got up and shook out her hair

"Yeah, I'm fine, mom. Don't worry." Another perk of moving, Clary thought, your mother becomes more overprotective than before.

"Well, get ready," Jocelyn sighed, slowly shaking her head at her daughter. " Our neighbors, the Lightwoods, are going to be here soon and I want to make a good impression." Jocelyn left the room, allowing Clary to get dressed.

"Who are the Lightwoods?" Clary thought out loud, heading for her too-large shower.

When Clary exited her much needed shower, wrapped in nothing but a towel, She was greeted by a beautiful girl with large brown eyes and jet black hair rifling though her closet.

"Hey!" The girl greeted, as though they were longtime friends."I'm Isabelle Lightwood, but you can call me Izzy! I've heard so much about you and I'm sure we'll be the best of friends! Come, sit down, so I can get you ready for the first day of school." Clary was so shocked that she didn't move. Why was this girl being so nice to her? And more importantly, what was she doing here?

"Hi, i'm Clary, she squeaked out, nowhere near matching Izzy's enthusiastic tone.

Izzy giggle, and handed her a tiny ball of clothes that would give Jocelyn a heart attack. Clary shrugged and went into the bathroom to change.

Half an hour later ( a third of which I had spent putting on that god awful dress ) Izzy finished my makeup and I was ready.

Izzy turned me back around to face the mirror, and I was blown away at how she made me look beautiful. Beautiful. I had never thought that I could be more than cute, or pretty thanks to my tiny frame and my height but Isabelle made it vanish with a few strokes of a brush and heels. This woman is a god, I thought, staring at the perfect smokey eye.

I saw Izzy smiling at me from my bed, and I was glad that, despite my total hatred of NYC, I had made a friend.

Clary:

As we walked down to the gigantic living room, Izzy told me about her family.

"Well, other than me, there's Alec, Jace and Max," she stated, and from the look in her eyes, I could tell how much she loved her siblings. "Alec looks basically just like me, but with blue eyes. Max is literally a copy of Alec and is super nerdy and adorable." Her eyes shone when talking about Max, as if she was going to cry. "And then there's Jace," she sighed, an annoyed look replacing her sad one. "Jace is a completely golden boy, and I mean that literally. He has bright gold hair and eyes, and is basically the biggest player you have ever met." She rolled her eyes, as if it would stop his antics. "He was adopted after his parents died, but don't let that fool you. Jace has literally slept with half the girls at school so, please, NEVER fall for his tricks," she pleaded, sorrow in her eyes.

"I promise I won't, Izzy, trust me. I've had some experience with guys like Jace, and I know to stay away." Stay away from guys like Sebastian, I thought, remembering the only good thing this move had done. It took me away from him.

Izzy perked up, and soon, we had made our way down the winding staircase.

Jace:

I saw her as she walked down the staircase, smiling. Her face was like that of an angel that walked the earth.

"Where the hell are these thoughts coming from?" I questioned. No, Jace Lightwood was not one to fall to the whims of females. shaking my head, I jumped up and introduced myself.

"Hey, I'm Jace," I said, smirking as her face turned as red as her scarlet locks. I automatically thought of calling her little red.

"And I'm not interested," she stated, rolling her beautiful emerald green eyes at me, and walking away.

I was stunned. No girl had ever turned me down like that. I watched as she met Alec and Max, both of whom she seemed to become instant friends with.

"Whats her name?" I asked Izzy, and she rolled her eyes.

"It's Clary, Jace. And shes not into you, so give it up," she retorted, and left my side and walked outside.

"Never," I whispered, already thinking of ways to make her like me. Jace Lightwood was many things, but he was not one to quit. Little Red, here I come.

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