Hello! I'm back and writing a new chapter! If this doesn't work out, sorry. This is my first time adding a new chapter to something. Also, I'm going to try to update my other story maybe. But we'll just have to see.

Now, on with the story!

Clary POV

Finally, after waiting for FOREVER, we were in. Simon just gave me space, knowing I was blowing off extra steam.

Earlier on

"And where do you think you're going young lady?" mom asked. I rolled my eyes. She was forever smothering me. Don't do this, don't do that, blah, blah, blah.

Or at least, that's what I told myself. Because truly, I was soft, but it only seemed to show when I was either painting or hanging out with Simon.

I hid it though, because I had gotten my heart broken once. No, I would never open up again.

"Clary!" mom yelled, bringing me out of my thoughts, "Did you even here a single thing I said?" She was fuming, that was for sure.

"Sorry mom, spaced out. But yeah, I'll be careful, txt you when I get there, when I leave. Oh, and I'm going with Simon to Pandemonium by the way," I yelled on my way out the door, grabbing my bag.

"Clary Marie Fray!" she yelled reverently, "You are not going to Pandemonium tonight! I have… things I need your help with." Her pause heightened my curiosity, but I wanted to get out of there as soon as I could.

"I can do it later, love you!" I yelled, racing down the stairs. "Clary!" mom yelled behind me.

"Drive," I told Simon, getting into Eric's dirty van quickly. Simon looked at me worriedly but decided to do as I said.

I had told Simon about the fight with mom, and though he disapproved, he went along with it.

So, here I was, back to my favorite place in the world. Though, I felt I was being watched. I turned around to see a strange boy staring at me with frebreeze green eyes.

I was confused as to why he was staring at me, and also a little scared.

"What are you staring at?" Simon asked, looking in the boys direction. "Um, nothing," I said quickly, "Just got thirsty, I'll be right back."

Simon looked suspicious, but let me go without complaint anyway. I started looking for the strange boy because, well, I'm a curious idiot.

I spotted him going into a supply closet, catching my eye in an unnerving way. Even though I knew it was a bad idea, I couldn't help but follow him.

Opening the door slowly, I knew that I would regret this later. But little did I know, that this would lead me to the answers of my life, and the key to my heart.

Ok, ok. I know, it's short, but this is the best that I could do at the moment in time. I hope it was enjoyable though.

And if you were wondering why Clary's POV is a little OOC, remember that she has more of a Jace attitude in her than was written in the book. Also for future reference…well, lets just say that when things settle down, Clary is going to be quite the spitfire!

Hope you have a great day…or night!

Yours authorly,

Amelia Allison