Days passed at it was finally Friday. Clary walked into her homeroom to find Jace sitting in her seat. She rolled her eyes and sighed walking over to the devil himself.

"Jace," She breathed.

"Why hello, Clary, I was wondering if you have been informed that my siblings and I would be hosting a fabulous start of school party. Everyone's going, what about you?" He said without breaking eye contact.

Clary studied him for a second, reading his body language. She already rejected him, why would he care if she was going to a party. She was the new student, the no body.

"What's it to you, Jace?" Hoping she put all the venom she could into the sentence.

"Cause you're going to be my date." He smirked confidently.

Of course, Clary thought. He just needed a date, but why her? She was the art- obsessed red head. He was the golden boy. Clary didn't need someone like that in her life. She needed easy and nothing about Jace said easy.

"You still want to go out with me even after I publically rejected you? Well, you know Jace, I asked around about you?" Clary frown turned into a smirk.

"Well did you ask the girls who dated me or the girls that are dying to be with me?" He leaned close enough that Clary could smell the type of body wash he used. It was strong but not overwhelming, and very masculine.

"Well, they say said you're an arrogant ass. You only think about yourself. You could care less if you broke every girl on the face of the planet's heart into tiny little pieces that could never be repaired." She said all in one breathe.

Jace looked taken back for a millisecond, but he pulled back into his regular self, "I see you asked my ex's, which is basically every girl in the school. Yeah, everyone wants some of this," He gestured to himself.

Clary almost gagged. "Well, I'll probably go to your party, but you can bet your ass I won't be going with you."

Jace's eyes glowed, "Checking out my ass?"

Class went by fast and soon enough Clary was packing up her stuff and scrambling out the door. She was fiddling with her backpack, so she didn't notice someone walking in front of her. The other girl was much taller, so Clary went down. When Clary looked up she caught the eyes of the girl standing over her. She had beautiful almond shaped blue eyes. She had a very sleek body and jet black hair. She was gorgeous.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." She kept saying to Clary.

"No, no it was my fault. I'm sorry." Clary replied standing up.

The girl looked Clary over, making her feel uncomfortable. "You must be Cary, the new kid?"

"Um, Clary, but yeah,"

The girl beamed, "I'm Isabelle, hey I'm having a party tonight, you should come."

Of course someone so beautiful was connected to Jace, of course. "Yeah, you must be related to Jace."

"Yeah, he's my brother. You've met him?"

"Oh yeah, he seems like a great guy." Clary loaded on the sarcasm.

"You know you're the first one to not like him after the first impression. He usually can charm any girl." She said looking at Clary with an impressed look.

"Then I must be the only exception." She laughed.

Isabelle laughed too, "I like you, why don't you come over early and we can get ready together."

The only thing Clary wanted to do the first week at her new school was make new friends, now one just walked up to her, "That'd be fun."

They exchanged information and both parted ways. They went to their different classes, both thinking the same thing: they would be fantastic friends.