CLARY'S POV

"Lies," Simon said slamming his tray on their table in the cafeteria. As he sat down Clary and Maia just raised their eyebrows at him waiting for a further explanation about what's a lie. "It's all lies."

"What's a lie?" Maia finally asked. "What happened now."

"Clary's a lie!" Simon explained and Clary just threw her hands in the air.

"How am I a lie?" She questioned.

"Because you keep saying you're going to break up with him and yet you still haven't," Simon crossed his arms over his chest. "I have been listening to the gossip in the halls all day and I haven't heard a single snippet about you dumping Verlac's sorry ass."

"I'm going to," Clary said wishing he'd keep his voice down.

Simon rolled his eyes. "Do I need to remind you about what you texted me last night?" Clary was about to say no but he continued anyway. "You told me that this morning you were going to do it, and yet you haven't and it's officially afternoon."

"He's got a point..." Maia said in a sing-song tone as she bit into her sandwich.

Clary just sighed. She was trying to think of what she could say now when she saw Jon approaching. She smiled happily at the save and was internally thanking him forever.

"Jon! Hey, what's up?" Clary called out and both Simon and Maia glared at her as Jonathon joined them.

"Hey... Clare..." Jon said slowly likely because he was weirded out by Clary's happiness. "So Maia where's Jon? I was hoping he'd be over here, I wanted to tell him something."

"He has a lunch detention with Mr. Graymark," Maia explained.

"Already?" Jon exclaimed. "School only like just started."

Maia shrugged. "That teacher really does not like him."

"Too bad he didn't come to Jon and me," Clary said. "Considering that Luke is our mom's best friend I'm sure we could've gotten him out of it."

"Can you not call him by his first name?" Simon cringed. "It's weird."

Clary rolled her eyes. "Si, you know him too, we've both known him since we were kids."

"It's still weird," Simon pouted and Clary couldn't help but laugh.

Maia just shook her head and turned back to Jon. "So what did you need to tell Jordan?"

"Just that his little 'prank' the other night blew up on Instagram. Everyone is raving about how the battle between our school's has already begun and that Idris shot the first bullet this year."

"That's ridiculous," Clary said. "That incident was so minor, just some ruined clothes. Nothing a trip to the dry cleaner's couldn't fix."

"Doesn't mean that Alicante is any less pissed about it," Jon said and he pulled out his phone. After a minute of typing and scrolling, he turned the screen to Simon, Maia, and Clary. It was a video of Raphael yelling at Jon from the night before. The comments were insane.

There were names that Clary recognized as being from her own school and other names she recognized as being from Alicante High. People were yelling about how this was unacceptable and that they needed to take revenge immediately. Others were talking about how it was the start of their yearly back and forth pranks. Many people were even tagging each other back and forth as they argued about what school was better.

Towards the end of the video, Clary noticed that she and Isabelle could be seen in the background. They were standing next to each other and if somebody didn't know better they might've mistaken them for friends. Clary rolled her eyes at the screen and pushed Jon's hand so he'd take the phone away.

"What were you and Lightwood talking about last night?" Simon asked clearly having also noticed them.

"Nothing," Clary shook her head. "She just came up to me and we talked for a minute. Just the usual 'I hate you' 'Oh really because I hate you too' crap." Simon nodded his head.

"I don't trust that snake," Maia crinkled her nose.

Clary shrugged. "Me neither, but what can you do when we have to see them at every single meet?"

"And at every single football game," Jon complained.

"At least they've never shown up to any of Jordan's basketball games," Maia pointed out.

"Yeah but none of them play basketball," Simon said and Maia shrugged.

"Whatever," Clary said standing up from her seat. "All I know is that there's another meet in two days and I fully intend on kicking ass."

ISABELLE'S POV

After school, Isabelle went out to track practice with her friends. She was basically ignoring whatever mind numbing conversation they were currently having when Alec caught up and they started walking side by side.

"Hey, you sure you're well enough to run today?" Isabelle asked still concerned about her brother's well-being. He had been sick with the flu for the few days.

"Iz, I'm fine," Alec assured her. "Stop worrying so much, my fever was completely down this morning."

"That doesn't mean it can't come back." Isabelle crossed her arms over her chest. She looked up at her brother scornfully before her gaze softened. "I'm just worried you'll push yourself too far."

"Izzy," Alec stopped walking and put his hands on his sister's shoulders. "I told you, I'm fine."

Isabelle nodded. "Okay."

TIME LAPSE *2 DAYS*

CLARY'S POV

Clary sat in the bleachers after her even with Sebastian, Jordan, Jon, and Simon. Maia's event wasn't until the very end and they were obviously going to wait to cheer her on. In her sprint, Clary had ended up getting second again but it was okay because Isabelle actually got tenth. Clary had no idea what was up with her but she didn't care.

"You know what I hate more than anything in the entire world?" Simon grumbled from beside Clary. "Sunglasses." She laughed a little before following Simon's line of sight to see that Jace was several rows below them and flirting with multiple girls at a time. Not only that but Alec sat next to him. Clary knew he had an event coming up though, it would be just a few before Maia's.

"I know," Clary chuckled. "You don't have to express your deep hatred for him every single meet."

"I know I don't have to but it feels nice," Simon mused and Clary laughed louder. Her best friend joined in for a moment.

"Do you think that I could hit him with my water bottle from here?" Clary whispered in Simon's ear holding up her water bottle. She fake aimed it closing one eye and bringing her arm back a little.

"Go ahead and try," Simon nudged her. "I'm mainly seeing Idris kids over here so you'd be backed up plenty." Clary raised her eyebrows at Simon still with a large smile on her face. Just as she turned back to the two boys they were standing up and walking down the bleachers, Clary guessed because Alec needed to get ready.

Clary pouted as she set her water bottle back down. "Dang it, missed my chance." Simon looked like he was about to start laughing again but then his face turned sour as he looked past Clary. "What?" Clary wondered and began turning around as Simon spoke.

"Just your boyfriend being a pig," Clary saw that Simon was right. Sebastian, though he was sitting two feet away, was flirting with another girl. The worst part was that he wasn't even trying to hide the fact. Clary shook her head and turned back to Simon.

"You know what, I'm going to do it," She decided and Simon's eyes widened. "I'm breaking up with him." As Clary stood up Simon did too.

"What? Like now? As in right now?" He stammered. "You're doing it right now?"

"Yeah," Clary fumed. "Unless you want me to wait for a time when I won't have the confidence to do it so I just keep chickening out over and over and over and-"

"Okay," Simon put his hands up and then motioned Clary forward. "Do it."

Clary nodded sternly before turning back around. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she took one step forward towards Sebastian and tapped on his shoulder. He turned and looked up at her. A narcissistic smile appeared on his face.

"Hey Clare-bear," He didn't even stand up.

"Hey," Clary said as sweetly as she could. "Can we talk?" Sebastian raised an eyebrow but nodded and stood up. Clary led him down the bleachers to where there was a larger hole in where the student body was sitting. She figured this was as private as it would get.

"What's up?" He wondered sitting down next to Clary on the cold bleacher.

"This is kind of hard," Clary started. "But I just want you to know that I'm not trying to make this public, I'm not going for a big scene, I definitely don't want to embarrass you, there just hasn't been any other time for me to do this." Sebastian furrowed his eyebrows as Clary took a deep breath. She looked up at him, let it out, and just said it. "I'm breaking up with you."

"What?" Sebastian's voice was soft but scarily angry.

"I'm sorry, I just don't think it's working out anymore." Clary was also speaking softly but her voice was far kinder.

Sebastian stood up abruptly. "So you're breaking up with me? You are breaking up with me?!" His voice had risen a lot now and people's heads began turning.

"Sebastian-" Clary stood up and spoke lowly trying to calm him down. It didn't work."

"And you don't want to make a scene? Oh well then of course! You wouldn't want to embarrass me! Well, you know what you little slut? I don't care. I was getting sick of your bitchy attitude anyway." And now everybody was looking at them. "I don't need you Clary so if anything I'm glad that you're calling it off now. I've been cheating on you for a month, let that sick in whore." Clary's mouth gaped and she heard gasps around her. "So good luck without me, you're going to need it."

With that Sebastian stormed off leaving Clary standing there with her mouth hanging open. She had just been called a slut, a bitch, a whore, and had found out she was being cheated on with probably a dozen phone cameras trained on her and at least half the student body watching, not to mention students from Alicante High.

Clary could feel the tears begin to stream down her face. She looked up to where her friends were sitting. Simon and Jordan gaped at her but it was clear that Jonathon had already gone after Sebastian. She saw Simon take a step towards her but instead of letting her friend come down to comfort her Clary took off in the other direction. Her vision was completely blurred even before she was off the bleachers. She ran to the nearest girl's bathroom and locked herself in the large stall. She wiped at her face harshly to get the tears away knowing that the mascara she had been wearing was already completely ruined.

ISABELLE'S POV

Isabelle had just watched the worst breakup she had seen in a while. She had been waiting for Alec to grab his running shoes and get down to the field when the whole thing unfolded. She watched it start out nice, then turn ugly, then she watched Clary sprint off to the girl's bathroom. Isabelle watched as people looked down at their phones checking the video they had gotten and then she watched as people started to talk.

The talking only last for about a minute though because there were sudden shouts from the direction that Verlac kid had gone off in and everyone ran over to see what was happening. Isabelle could guess though: Sebastian was getting a broken nose from the eldest Morgenstern.

She took everyone being distracted as an opportunity to slip off in the direction Clary had went. She ran as fast as she could to the bathrooms despite every thought in her brain telling her not to. She just didn't care though, because rivals or not no girl deserved to be treated like that.

When Isabelle got the bathroom there was one girl in there looking in the mirror. She could hear the soft sobs though from a stall further down. Isabelle snapped her fingers at the girl and jabbed her thumb towards the door. She gave her her best menacing glare and it seemed to have worked because the girl ran out. Isabelle walked slowly down the bathroom until she reached the last stall. Clary was definitely in there.

"Clary?" Isabelle called out softly though she didn't know if this was the best idea. She should've gotten Maia or someone else, she was probably the last person Clary would want to talk to or be comforted by.

"Go away," If the sobs weren't enough then her voice made it perfectly clear that Clary was definitely crying. Isabelle wasn't giving up though. She tried to open the door and when she found that it was locked she dropped to the ground and crawled under the gap. Clary's eyes were puffy, red, and smeared black. When she saw Isabelle her expression didn't change in the slightest. "What do you want? Oh wait, let me guess. You're here to laugh at me for being humiliated in public."

"By the Angel, no." Isabelle was disgusted that she would ever think that. "Clary, I would never be so horrible as to do something like that."

"Then what do you want?" Clary asked and Isabelle shrugged. She leaned back against the stall door.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay," Clary seemed surprised by that. Even Isabelle was surprised by that. "And to let you know that your brother is likely going to have bloody knuckles next you see him." Clary almost seemed to laugh at that. "Clary I'm really sorry about what just happened."

"Why?"

"Because nobody, not even you, deserves to be called that and humiliated like that." Isabelle professed.

"Well, that's Sebastian I suppose." Clary scoffed and Isabelle shook her head.

"Why were you with him anyway? He's a terrible person and a terrible football player." Clary stifled another laugh.

"He used to be nice," She said thoughtfully. "In fact, he used to be one of the sweetest people I knew. I don't know what happened."

"Whatever the case you should be glad to be rid of him," Isabelle stated. "And just remember that it was you who broke up with him, not the other way around."

"He was also the one to cheat on me though," Clary began to tear up again. As Isabelle opened her mouth to respond the bathroom door opened. Isabelle rolled her eyes and opened up the stall door to find a girl entering.

"Sorry," Isabelle spoke loudly startling her. "The bathroom's closed at the moment."

"But I-" The girl started.

Isabelle stepped halfway out of the stall. "Out. Now." She didn't take any more convincing to get the hell out of there. Isabelle thought for a moment before taking a large string of toilet paper and scouring the floor for a pen. There was always a random pen in bathrooms. Sure enough, Isabelle found one. She scribbled CLOSED in big, blocky letters on the toilet paper. She then removed the gum she had been chewing from her mouth, stuck it to the back of the toilet paper, and stuck that to the door.

"That was unnecessary," Clary said when Isabelle returned.

"Shut up," She said and began to get more toilet paper. "Now he may have cheated on you," Isabelle continued their conversation right from where they left off as she started to dab at Clary's face. "But that just further proves what a complete asshole he is. I mean to have the nerve to call you those names when he did something like that-" Isabelle shook her head. "That's just low and disgusting."

Clary chuckled a little causing Isabelle to stop dabbing. She raised an eyebrow at the girl because she no longer seemed sad. She was laughing.

"What?" Isabelle asked and Clary just shook her head.

"I just never knew you were so nice," She admitted and Isabelle smiled. "My entire high school career I've looked at you as this terrible person who was my worst enemy for no other reason than we went to different schools. We've always been at competition with each other and yet here we are, and you're helping me."

Isabelle shrugged as she dabbed Clary's face a couple more time. She set down the toilet paper as she finished clearing up her smeared makeup. "Sometimes we find friends in the most unlikely of people." Clary looked like she was about to respond when the door opened again. Isabelle sighed deeply as she stood up and kicked the stall door open. "Bitch read the sign! Bathroom's- Jace?" She cut herself off as she looked at one of her best friends standing in the doorway.

Isabelle looked over her shoulder at Clary. Her eyes were wide and yet her eyebrows were furrowed. She was confused and freaked out at the same time. Isabelle felt just about the same. She closed the door slightly despite Jace having no way of seeing Clary in the stall from where he was standing.

"What are you doing in the girl's bathroom?" She questioned but was slightly worried. He looked frantic.

"It's Alec," He said and Isabelle's heart dropped. "He passed out."

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