Clary jumped as her locker slammed shut in front of her. She closed her eyes terrified to who would be standing next to her, but was quickly relieved when the person spoke and it was not Sebastian's voice.
"You owe me a new pair of sneakers." Clary slowly opened her eyes and turned toward the voice. She was so relieved that her first conversation at school did not involve Sebastian she forgot she actually had to respond to this person. He started snapping in front of her, "Hello. Earth to bonfire!"
"Sorry wha-" she blinked and shook her head, "did you just call me bonfire?"
The golden haired boy laughed, "I did indeed. Would you have preferred Pippi Longstockings? How about goldfish head? Or may-"
"Please stop," Clary raised her hand in an effort to silence him, "I'm sorry about your shoes."
"Yeah I'm sorry too," He rolled his eyes and leaned into the locker next to him, "Those shoes cost $275. And my brother's shirt cost $40"
Why the hell would anyone spend $275 on shoes? Clary shook her head, "I'm sorry. I'll pay you back I promise."
He eyed her up and down and scoffed, "How are you going to do that? Doesn't look like you have that kind of money just lying around. At least your outfit doesn't look like you do."
Clary's mouth dropped open. If someone said this to her a year ago she would have punched them in the face. She would have completely told he/she off for being such an arrogant ass. But that was then and this is now.
She looked at the ground. "I'll pay you back. Your brother too."
He looked like he was about to say something else but stopped himself. He shook his head and chuckled, "Fine, whatever." With that he turned around and walked away. Clary rolled her eyes, she should've known he was an ass. Nobody can be that attractive and still be a kind person. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and turned around and walked to class.
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Clary sat patiently at her desk for Simon to walk in. The desks were arranged in rows with two people per table, when her and Simon compared schedules they found they had three classes together, chemistry being one of them. She tapped her pencil looking up only when someone walked in, and immediately looking down when she saw it wasn't Simon. Great, she thought while looking down, new golden boy is in my class. Looking down right away she didn't notice that someone else had been walking right behind golden boy. Not until they sat together, directly at the table in front of her.
Clary literally felt herself stop breathing, his light blonde hair in her direct line of vision. Of course he was in this class, and of course he chose the seat right in front of her to taunt her.
She could finally breathe again when Simon walked in; he smiled at her only for it to completely disappear when he saw who was directly in front of her. He ran over and slid into the seat next to her.
"Are you okay?" He whispered, looking from the back and forth from Sebastian to Clary. She closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to focus on breathing. "Maybe we should get ou-"
"Hello everyone," The teacher exclaimed while walking in, "I am Mr. Martin and I will be your Chemistry teacher. I will start off by taking attendance and then I will pass out your syllabus. If you have any nicknames you would rather go by then please let me know."
Red cups. Slurred conversations. Pain, excruciating pain. Blood. Laughter. Clary shook her head, trying to focus on the teacher calling names, but constantly being pulled back into that night.
She heard the teacher call her name, she knew it was the teacher, but somehow all she could hear was the moans from that night. Cold. Sore legs. Clothes in a corner.
Suddenly she was slapped back into reality when the past memories mixed in with the present.
"Clary," Sebastian said. Suddenly she was looking right into his bright green eyes. He smiled while she struggled to catch her breath, "He's calling your name."
Look away. Answer the teacher. Get up do something. Clary's brain fought but she couldn't move, she was as frozen as she was that night.
"Clarissa Fray I would appreciate if you would be so kind to answer me when I speak to you." Finally she slowly tore her gaze away from Sebastian and looked at the teacher. She tried to say sorry but she couldn't, she felt like the walls were closing in on her.
"I-I….um..I-ha-h-ha," Clary stuttered but couldn't speak.
"My apologizes Miss Fray but I can't unders-"
She shot up from her seat, "Bathroom. I have to go to the bathroom."
"Sure, go ahead. Miss Fray actually brings up a point I would like to cover, the bathroom policy…"
Clary never stuck around to hear what he had to say because she ran out of the room before he could even finish a sentence, well aware of Sebastian's giggles and golden boy's very confused and Simon's very concerned stare after her. Clary ran to the nearest bathroom-which was thankfully right down the hall- and slid into a stall, just making the toilet in time to catch her vomit.
She kneeled there for a few minutes with her head in her hands trying to catch her breath. How was she going to do this everyday for an entire school year? She was skinny enough as it was throwing up everyday would definitely not be good for her health.
"Um, you okay?" Clary jumped up when she heard the voice behind her. She was in such a hurry she didn't even realize she forgot to shut the stall door.
Clary just nodded and turned around to flush the toilet.
"You sure?" Asked the black haired beauty, "because I have seen you twice and both times you've been vomiting. Hey at least this time it was in the toilet and not on my brother's shoes." Clary's eyes widened. Of course she was his sister. Golden boy said that Alec guy was his brother; it makes sense that the new girl that looked exactly like Alec was his sister.
"Erm, are you mute? Cause both of those times you didn't talk either…." Clary shook her head.
"No I'm not mute," she looked down at her shoes, "and I guess I just have a weak stomach."
"Right," the girl said slowly, "Um well I'm Isabelle. Isabelle Lightwood. I just moved here with my family."
Clary looked up and smiled slightly, "I'm Clary."
"Clary," the girl pondered as she looked through her bag for something, "Interesting name. I like it." She pulled out a stick of gum and handed it to Clary.
"Thank you," Clary said and lifted the gum, acknowledging the name compliment and the gum.
"So, you're sure you're okay?" Clary was about to reply she was fine, but then remembered that meant that she would have to go back into that classroom and face Sebastian again.
"Um, you know what? I'm really not. I think I'm going to go to the nurse."
"I'll go with you!" Isabelle exclaimed excitedly.
"You really don't have to do tha-" Clary tried but was interrupted by Isabelle, "Trust me, any excuse to get out of class. Lead the way," And she gestured for Clary to start walking. Clary stood still for a second contemplating what to do, but then realized fighting this girl would be pointless and just started walking.
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"Well Clary. You don't have a fever and you don't have a concussion," The nurse said. Clary resisted the temptation of rolling her eyes. Obviously there's no concussion, it was clearly stated that there no head was hit in order to receive a concussion. "Just keep yourself hydrated and try not to eat anything to harsh for your stomach, okay?"
Clary just nodded simply and glanced over to Isabelle, who was filing her nails in the corner chair.
"Alright well, you are free to go honey," the nurse said and moved back so Clary could hop off the bench.
"Can I stay here for a few more minutes? Just to make sure the queasiness doesn't come back!" Clary pleaded, refusing to go back to the classroom where Sebastian was probably waiting to laugh at her.
The nurse eyed her suspiciously, then turned around to an Isabelle smiling widely at her. "Well, I guess a few more minutes won't hurt. Okay fine, I'll be right in my office if you need me." The nurse slowly walked out and shut the door behind her, leaving Isabelle and Clary alone.
Clary pulled her phone out of her jean pocket to 16 texts from Simon all asking if she was okay and telling her he was freaking out.
I'm Fine. –C
Omg Thank goodness. I was so scared something happened. -S
What could have happened? -C
IDK! -S
Well I'm okay. I'm in the nurses office. Didn't feel like going back to class. -C
I understand. Idk if the new teacher will though. -S
The amount I care is literally negative. –C
K. Sass unnecessary. S-dawg out. –Su
Clary chucked. Simon was so weird, but he was her weirdo. She was lucky she had someone she was still so comfortable around. It was rare that her sassy remarks were actually spoken now adays. After what happened, she usually just laid low and kept quiet, not wanting attention to ever be on her.
"So, think we can get away with completely ditching class?" Isabelle asked.
Clary laughed, "Oh yeah. The nurse will forget were in here in like ten minutes. We're good."
Okay let me know what you think! Sorry there wasn't too much Jace in this but I promise he will be returning more in the future. Reviews are definitely appreciated, thanks! :)