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Don't you dare hurt him

Clary POV

"Papa?" I asked in disbelief. Here he was, looking almost the same as he did twelve long years ago. I could feel my temper heating up, just slightly. I was conscious of the rest of the class staring at my amazed face, and I knew that later I was going to regret this.

"Hello Clary." He smirked, his pale lips twisting.

By now, Mr Starkweather looked like a confused goat. Should he demand this man leave? Or should he ask for me and my father to talk later? Whatever his decision was, there was no disruption for our little reunion. Simon was desperately trying to get my attention, to stop the inevitable uproar.

"What are you doing here?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Why Clary," he smiled widely, "One would think you weren't glad to see me."

"Glad to see you? You left me at home with a man that is abusive, and a woman that couldn't care less!" My hand flashed against my mouth, and I realised that I had just spilled my biggest secret. His eyes darkened over in anger. "I meant…"

"So he's still living with you and…and…" he choked on my mother's name.

"He's still living with me and Mom, yes." I admitted quietly, aware of the shocked faces that filled the room.

Mr Starkweather finally took charge and beckoned to me. "Miss Fray, would you like to escort your father to the headmaster's office?" he said. I jumped out of my chair in and instant and ran towards the door. After yanking his arm, my father follows.

I am seated next to my father, in the headmaster's office. Mr Fell is playing with his fingers, whilst trying not to look my father in the eye. I don't blame him, my father's eyes are pitch black when he's angry, and he's very angry. We've been in this room for half an hour, trying to work out what my father is doing here.

"The new Head of French, Mr Morgenstern?" Mr Fell asks, completely bemused.

Papa smiles tightly "Please, call me Valentine."

"Right, but I didn't realise that you were going to start half way through the first term. I expected beginning of next term at least." Mr Fell looks worried, but he would never turn down an eager teacher. We need more of them, God knows. "But, I accept your proposal. We will sort you out with a timetable, so that you can start tomorrow."

"Wonderful." Papa stood up, so I followed and walked toward the door.

"Miss Fray…you are to stay in school."

"What?" I asked. He frowned at me. "What do you mean, sir?"

"Well, your father would not with for your education to be disrupted." Papa nodded grimly, and held the door open for me.

"Clary, can I talk to you for a moment-" Papa asked me. How dare he? I gave him the finger and walked off. "Clary? That's very rude." He said, shocked.

I turned around, with a smirk on my face. "Deal with it."

I was waiting in the lunch queue, whilst being chattered to by Simon. He was the only person I had ever talked to about Luke and Mom, but now because of my temper the whole school knew it. In fact, the school was buzzing with the news that timid Clary Fray's father turned up, after leaving her with her abusive step-father. I grit my teeth and asked for a salad in a wrap.

"Clary, I know you're upset but that excuse for a meal is not going to keep you going. You know what the food is like at your house." He chastised me. I shook my head and carried my tray over to a table at the far end of the cafeteria. Simon followed me, carrying his huge plate of lasagne. "So you're not talking to me, huh?"

"Of course I am." I answered grumpily. He just raised one eyebrow and starting eating. I didn't even look at my wrap. "So…when's your girlfriend joining us?"

"Oh God." Simon looked genuinely surprised. "I completely forgot." I laughed.

"Great boyfriend you're gonna make." He rolled his eyes and looked around for her. I could tell he had found his new girlfriend by the smile that spread on his face. Maybe he really likes her. I started concocting stories of weddings and children in my head, imagining tiny Simons running around after a woman with glasses on.

In the end, she turned out to be nothing like what I imagined. "Hi!" Simon stood up and gave her a hug. I craned my head to look at who it was, and my mouth fell open.

"Isabelle Lightwood?" I asked in disbelief.

She grinned and flicked her long perfect pretty black hair over her perfect beautiful shoulder. "The one and only."

"You're his girlfriend?" I asked incredulously.

"Umm….yeah?" I looked between the two of them, hoping for an explanation at how my dorky best friend was dating one of the most popular girls in school. And she's not even popular for begin a slut. She's just amazingly clever and pretty, and everyone loves her and she is also the sister of Alec Lightwood and Jace Herondale.

"I know it's a bit of a surprise…" Simon cautioned.

"Surprise?" I added, my eyebrows pointing toward the sky.

"Yeah. But it turns out we have loads in common." He said anxiously. I know he was waiting for the BFF stamp of approval.

"So long as you don't start finishing each other's sentences." I smiled at her, and she smiled back. She seemed genuinely happy that I was ok with this.

"Clarissa, right?" Isabelle checked.

"Clary." Simon hastily corrected. He knew how mad I got when anyone called me Clarissa.

"Clare Bear!" Isabella laughed.

"No way."

"C'mon."

"Nope."

"Please."

"Not a chance in hell."

"Fairy Clary?"

"Do I look like a pixie to you?" I asked, laughing hysterically.

"You've got the height for it." Simon muttered into his food. I noticed that Isabelle was eating the same as me, huh, I guess she's not the only one on a diet. We spend the majority of lunch breaking laughing at each other and I watched the way Simon looked at Izzy: like she's the only girl in the world.

"Simon Lewis? Izzy, seriously?" I turned around to see Izzy's brothers behind me. Alec, the one who just spoke, is pointing at my best friend.

"Problem?" Izzy said imperiously.

"Yeah, have you heard of social suicide?" Jace Herondale says bluntly. His blond hair brushes his shoulder, and liquid gold eyes sparkle.

"And have you heard of shut the hell up?" Izzy asks angrily.

I can see that Isabelle is worried to stand up to her brothers, and by now my temper is on fire. "What's wrong?" I ask furiously. The two gorgeous guys turn to look at me, and I can feel their golden and turquoise eyes take in my red hair and enflamed cheeks. "He's a much nicer than either of you two douches. Can't you just go bother someone else - She's your sister, she's allowed a love life!"

They stare in disbelief, then Jace speaks up. "Look, Pippi, as our sister, we're allowed to tell her what we want."

By now Isabelle had recovered and was furious. "Then I'm allowed to tell you what I want! What the hell are you doing sleeping with Aline or Seelie whilst dating Kaelie? "

Jace's face darkened with anger. "Isabelle, not here." He hissed.

"Oh, and Alec, do our parents know you're gay yet? No, because you're scared at what they think. You care more about their reaction that the love of your boyfriend! Jesus, get the hell out of my way." she cried as she pushed passed them to go towards the toilets. Simon tried to follow her, but Jace caught hold of his arm.

"Dont' you dare touch our sister." Jace appeared to have got his mojo back. I stood up, and pushed Jace off him.

"Touch him, and I swear I will make you pay." I know it sounded cheesy, but my mind was blinded by anger.

"What will you do? Get your stepfather to hit us?" Jace says. Simon gasped, and even Alec looked a little worried.

"No, no I won't." I said sweetly, he turned to face me a little bit more, so I got a view of his perfect face. My hand shot across his cheek, leaving an angry red mark there. He cradled his face in his hands, and glared at me.

"What the fuck?" He yelled.

"Stay out of my business, and away from my friends" I hissed and tugged Simon towards the direction Isabelle went.

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