I own no rights to these amazing books all rights go to Cassandra Clare and Ally Carter. I hope you enjoy this chapter and I am sorry I am so lazy.

~~~ShadowHunter0815~~~

Clary's POV.

Both Izzy and I know that when we left the office they had started to talk about us and our past. Sure we have been through a lot, but it wasn't the worst that could happen. To tell you the truth have gotten used to the whispers behind out back from everyone. The jealous whispers of bitch like girls, the complements or pick up lines the boys where going to use on us, and the concerned whispers of adults. They think we are messed up in front of them. They can't even imagine how bad it really is for us. The public thinks we are troubled foster kids that move a lot because we are so disturbed in the head. They all think the can change us. We act like this on purpose so everyone knows to not look any closer. We only bring pain and hurt to anyone around. Then we figured out how to control ourselves and this is how we ended up. The Clave and any shadowhunters that know of us know it is all an act for the public. Its like Broadway except this is everyday. That is why Izzy and I are as close as we are. Beside the parabatai part that binds us to each other. She is my only family I have that was always with me and always will be. I would actually care if she was hurt. Don't get me wrong I am grateful of the Clave for not judging us as they could have, but they can't always be their for me like Izzy is. Izzy is the only person I would ever die for. Even if we weren't parabatai. Iz is my only-.

I was rudely pulled out of my thoughts when Izzy dumped her water bottle on me. I am soaking wet. My immediate reaction is to tackle her to the ground and pin her down. When I am done I take out my water bottle and dump it on her. We wrestle for a few minutes before we hear a voice clearing their throats. We look up and were are surprised at what we see. Three girls that look amazed at what we just did.

The one in the front speaks up "Uh hi, I am Tina and the girl to my right is Britney and the other one is Tori. If I may ask who are you and why are you here?"

I speak first in a formal voice that I only use to mock people "Hello I am Clarissa Fray, But call me Clary."
I can tell she is trying not to laugh at my tone. "I am Isabel Lightwood you can call me Izzy or Iz."
Then I answer her second question "We are here because we were transferred here and before you ask yes we know this is a school for assassin's and spies."

Their mouths are hanging open and they are starring at us.

Izzy had enough and snapped she said "What? You know staring isn't polite."

Izzy's POV.

This is really exclusive place you think they would teach them manners or skills or either seriously hide your emotions. These girls are spies and you can read their emotions like an open book.

Tina recovers the quickest "Sorry, we just haven't seen anyone with that much skill at our age and know who we are and what we do. You have to have high clearance to know this if you don't attend the school."

"Well we have very high clearance and have very good sources to know what we know. Trust me we use to be mixed up in something's that we shouldn't but we were so we got the chance to make some friends in high places." Leave it to Clary to find something so true but, a complete lie. Yet, it is quite outrageous.

Tina's eyebrows raised when she asked "What kind of stuff where you mixed up in and what friend's do you have that are in such high places?"

Clary answered before I could "I can't tell you what we got mixed up in, but I can tell you who we have meet. We have meet the president, the ambassador of multiply countries, queens and kings we turned into their good friends-."

I cut her off by saying "No the King and Queen of Malaysia hate us, but we did mess up their home."
"Well it had to be done to protect them so I am sorry their precious house was a mess from killing d-." I put my hand over her mouth before she could even continue that thought in here own head.
"Okay I get it they shouldn't hate us but, they do."

Clary looks like she just remembered the other girls. We look to them and the jaws were wide open.

"Anyway Tina, can you show us to the room where Cammie is? We are in the same room as her."
After we say that she nods and takes us to her room. Five minutes later we found the room. Its a miracle. You think they know where they were going, but nooooo we took 4 wrong turns I was getting aggravated. When we reach the door Tina and her friends left us. Before we knocked on the door we started talking.

"Izzy I hope they aren't snobs, slobs, or bitches."
"I know what you mean. If they are anything like what's her name? OH it's Sarah. Do you remember her?"
"No what institute was she at?"
"The Paris institute. She was the blond one."
"OH yeah, I hated her. I remember I had this one dream about her. I had pushed her off a cliff and into shark infested waters. I swear this probably proves I am a twisted. I listen to her scream and started cheering. When I woke up I avoided her for a few days and every time I would see her I would start laughing so hard. She finally got so annoyed with me she came ask what was so funny. I told her that I heard some stuff about he and I made all of it up completely. She looked horrified by what I told her."
"No you didn't tell her what I am thinking you did."
"Of cores I told her that." We both start laughing and we can't stop till a small girl with pale skin, and blond hair opens the door and looks down at us. We relies we were on the floor. We stand up and she frowns.

"Why are you laughing and why are you so wet?"
"Well we were laughing about something I had said a while ago. We are wet because she decided to pour water on me and I always get the last laugh so I got my water bottle and poured the whole thing on her. Oh by the way I am Clarissa Fray but call me Clary."
"I am Isabel Lightwood but you can call me Izzy or Iz."
"I am Elizabeth Sutton but, everyone calls me Lizzy or Liz. Come in since you are our new roommates and I will introduce you to the rest of the girls."

The room is huge we walk in and see three other girls. It is awkwardly quite so I go first.

"Hi, I am Isabel Lightwood but, you can call me Izzy or Iz."
"I am Clarissa Fray, but you can call me Clary or what ever you come up with."
"I am Rebecca Baxter but, if you want to live call me Bex." Clary says "That is my kind of girl Bex I think you and I will get along just fine." She flashes a million dollar smile and they all look a little dazed.
"I am Macy Mchenry. You can call me Mace if you want."
Last but not least "I am Cameron Morgan but, call me Cammie."

After introductions we decided to play a game that will help us get to know each other.

Bex's POV.

After really awkward introductions we play a game called have I ever. (A/N I don't own rights to this game either.) One person asks a question and we all answer the question even the person who asked the question. So natural Macy started since she suggested it. (A/N M before anything means Macy. B before means Bex, I means Izzy, L means Liz, and Clary means Clary, Cam means Cammie.)

M "Have you ever killed anyone?"
B=No, L=No, Clary=Yes, I=Yes, M=No, and Cam=No.

B "Has anyone been in more than 5 different countries?"
B=No, L=No, Clary=Yes, I=Yes, M=yes, and Cam=No.

I "This is personal but, I any of us virgins?"
B=Yes, L=Yes, Clary=no, I=no, M=yes, and Cam=yes.

L "Since you too aren't virgins how many people have you slept with?"
Clary=I don't know I am not a slut but their has been a few, Izzy=Same as Clary.

Clary "Have any of you been to a party so wild that you can't even remember it? Beside Iz I was with her at that party."
B=No, L=No, M=Yes, and Cam=No.

Cam "Have any of us dreamed of being something other than a spy and if so what?"
Bex=Yes, a movie star, L= Yes, a software designer, Clary=No, I=No, M=Yes a fashion designer, and Cam=no.

After a hour of playing this game we were all close. I can tell Izzy and Clary are fun and love to party and hate being told what to do. I can tell you Clary like me tend to stray towards more ... violent methods when it comes to certain things. Like instead of waiting for the target to come out and then shoot him, we both agreed we would rather walk right in and shoot him. Why wait when you can get things done faster? Who knows but o well.

I ask "Any one want to go train because we have 2 hours before dinner and I am bored?" Almost immediately Clary stands and says to let her get dressed. After 3 minutes she is out and ready to train.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~While Walking~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"So Clary what are you better at hand to hand combat or knife throwing?" I ask.
"I was trained to be good at both but, it's been a few days since I have done any training, language learning, any real subject, or anything I was busy packing and getting ready to come here. To answer your question I think I am better at hand to hand combat than knife throwing."
"I am better at combat too."
"So how many different languages do you know?" Clary asks.
"I know 11 different languages."
"Which ones are those?"
"Spanish, French, Italian, Japanese, Chinese, Russian, Swedish, Lebanese, Polishes, German, and Welsh."
"Oh that's cool. Do we speak lunch in a different language?"
"Yes how did you know that?"
"That Tina girl was betting that we were going to speak French tomorrow at lunch."
"Yeah Tina is a bit of a gossip so her information isn't always reliable."
"Okay, so what classes do we take here and you can trust me I know this is a school for spies and assassins."

I can feel my mouth drop open how does she know this?
"How did you know that?"
"I have a few friends in high places and I have good sources."
"Who are they?" I demand like a child.
"Well the president a few ambassadors a few queens and kings and other people"
"Cool." We just arrived at the gym and we look at each others and we have serous faces but in our eyes their is excitement.

We walk in and we go to the punching bags. We brought our iPods to the gym. We put in our head phones and went to work. Punch. Kick. Punch, Punch, Kick.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~20 Minutes later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I hear a snap and I turn to see Clary standing their panting with the punching bag on the ground. WTF? How did she do that? I take out my headphones and go over to Clary. She sighs and says.

"Bye the Angel, I am sorry. Jesus this is the 5 time this month."
She has done this 5 times? Wait did she say this month. Before I can say anything Mrs. Morgan and Mr. Solomon burst into the room.

Mrs. Morgan asks "What happen in here everything was fine then bam, you here something snap."
"I am sooo sorry. I didn't mean to brake the chain that held the punching bag. Then the last time I may have punched a little to hard and it hit the wall." They looked shocked.
Mr. Solomon says "I know it is practically impossible to brake raw steel and it doesn't matter who you are."
"I am sorry Sir but this is the 5 time this month I have done this and at my gym I have something stronger than steel."
By their facial expressions I could tell they didn't know that she was that strong.
"Fine, Clary if your that strong fight me." Mr. Solomon says.
She shrugs and says "Okay I am sorry I hurt you." He laughs and says "Bring it on."

The both went to the mat right when the were about to start half of the school came though the door. When Izzy and everyone sees what's happening everyone is saying "Who is the red head girl and why is the punching bag on the floor and why are they going to spare?"

While Izzy has a different reaction. "Mr. Solomon don't fight her you might get some bones broken." He shakes his head stubbornly. She sighs and says to Clary "Don't brake any of his bones and go easy on him." Clary frowns and says something in a language no one knows. Not even Mr. Solomon and Mrs. Morgan. Izzy laughs and shakes her head.

Now with everything taken care of they start fighting.
Mr. S. throws a punch and Clary doges it easily. Clary side-kicks him and it hits home. He won't show it but that had to hurt. He then runs toward her and tries to knock her down. She steps to the side and grabs his arm. She flips him over and he is on his back. She takes his arm and pins it behind his as she sits on him. At first everyone is shocked but, when everyone finally processed that Clary had one not Mr. Solomon they started clapping. Clary gets off of him and gives him a hand up he takes it and stands up. He congratulated her and said "Well done I know trained CIA agents that can't take me down, but I just gotten beaten by a 17 year old girl."
Izzy says "I warned you. She could have done some serous damage and now you see why we are feared as we are."
WTF again? Why would the be feared they are 17 years old girls.
Mrs. Morgan says "That is why you and Isabel will train together. I have to ask Isabel has she knocked the bag off the chain before?"
She sighs and says "That's what the noise was? To answer your question yes she has and for us we use pure atoms for the chain instead of metal and she still brakes that. It is nearly indestructible and we have it r-." Clary puts a hand over her mouth and says "Yeah, yeah, I am freakishly strong they got it and don't put all the blame on me. You have broken the same thing as me so we are both freaks. That is actually a normal thing for us strange huh."

Something is different about these girls. Wow like I have room to talk. I go to a school for spies.

Mr. Solomon's POV.

Jesus that girl can fight. I bet if Clary can beat me so can Izzy. She tried to warn me but, me being me to stubborn and full of pride I had to try and guess what? I LOST. To a 17 year old girl in front of a lot kids. Well they now they know to not fight Clary. She is a tuff girl.

Reminder to self: don't piss Clary off.

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