6 AM.

"Ugh." Clary says and slams her arm on the alarm clock.

It was a curse that she always woke up at 6 and could never go back to sleep.

Instead of closing her eyes again she got out of her cosy bed, which felt like her own cocoon. She slipped her feet into her fluffy slippers and hauled herself over to her wardrobe, it was nothing too special just an oak wood double doored wardrobe, with carved in detailing at the side.

Inside she had a small selection of clothes, that she knew Isabelle wouldn't approve of, mostly hoodies sweatshirts and numerous coloured tank tops.

She had lots of denim pants, looking at them now. There were several pairs of high waisted jeans and shorts, and low rise jeans. beside denim pants she had sweatpants and leggings.

Clary glanced over at her window to check the weather, it looked like a nice sunny day.

So she picked out some high waisted jeans, black tights. A tight white cropped top and a leather jacket. Also her favourite pair of brown combat fold down boots. The inside was a check red.

She threw her hair up in a high messy bun, and went over to her mirror.

Everyone else did their makeup in this school, so she might as well try.

She looked at all the things Isabelle had given her and tried to summarize what you do with them and where you put them.

There was foundation, and concealor, and she knew what to do with them, because she put them on sometimes. But she didn't put foundation on because she didn't want to look cakey.

The concealor was slightly lighter than her skin, but it made her look freshened up.

Next step was powder, so she just picked up a brush which was incredibly soft and put it all over her face.

She bit the inside of her cheek and looked at all of the eye things, the only things she could register and knew what to do with was mascara and eyeliner so she picked her eyelash curlers up and curled her eyelashes, that was generally the main thing she had done every day, even if she didn't wear makeup. She applied mascara and eyeliner on her lash line and winged it out, hoping it looked like Isabelle's did.

She smiled a little as she looked at herself.

Not because she thought she looked good, but because she thought she looked different.

In a good way.

She sighed as she checked her clock, it was 7AM and she was meeting Isabelle at school at 8 am, so she decided to make herself some breakfast, finding that Kaelie had already made her some waffles and syrup. She smiled at the note she left her, Kaelie was older than her a little bit so she was already in college which meant she had to drive longer. She bit the inside of her cheek again thinking about what Isabelle had said.

Kaelie didn't seem like the kind of person to toy with people.

She shrugged and grabbed a fork.

Time flew by and by the time she finished her waffles it was 7:40 am.

She glanced at her phone and said; " Shit." It took her at the least 40 minutes in the morning traffic.

"Oh well." She shrugs and slings her bag over her shoulder.

She grabs her motorbike keys and dashed out of the door and runs over to her bike.

It's a chunky black bike with a squishy seat.

"Where is Clary!" Isabelle exclaims as Jace stops the car.

"Maybe she ditched you." Jace smirks.

"Oh well who's that then?" Isabelle says and flicks her hair over her shoulder, before getting out of the car. Jace also does so.

And there she is.

Striking Clary.

All the kids stopped chatting to their friends and stared as Clary parked beside Jace's big black truck.

He smiles lazily as she gets off the bike.

"Well you took a while!" Isabelle says and smiles as she looks at Clary's outfit she says; "Well that outfits doing you good in every way." Clary raises her eye brows and leans against her bike.

"Yeah, was just eating breakfast that Ka-" She stopped herself before finishing her sentence but Jace had obviously noticed, but they both ignored what she began saying as she continued, "So what class do you guys have?"

"Math first, then Art second." Jace says as Isabelle checks her time table.

"I have English and then Art, probably going to be with you in most of my classes aren't I Jace?" Clary says and smirks as she thinks about her science lesson last week.

"Except Math and English, obviously." He says and she smiles gently.

She looked differently towards him than she did yesterday.

They had quite a lot of fun yesterday at the beach, he taught her how to surf and entered her in a competition.

When she was talking before, it was almost like she stopped herself mentioning someone that he used to know, Kaelie.

Isabelle had obviously said something to her.

"Want to hang out after school?" Jace says directly to Clary.

"Sure, I've got nothing to do." She says and walks closer to him and Isabelle.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING.

The familiar sound of that annoying school bell rang in Clary's ear and she headed towards English, she had it with Sebastian so they chatted and he showed her where to go.

But he was distant.

"So why so quiet, Seb?" Clary says, with a concerned face.

"I'm not really sure, just a bit down about some home stuff, and a past girlfriend came over to mine this morning saying she wanted us to be together again-" He says and trails off before saying; "I'm sorry I'm blabbering."

"No, no it's fine I would love to talk about it so what's her name?" Clary asks.

"It's Kaelie. You probably don't know her." Seb says.

Clary swallows a lump in her throat and tries her hardest to hide the fact that she knows that name far too much for her to hide something this big.

"Oh well do you like her?" Clary says and coughs, trying to make it sound like a more genuine conversation, when she really was quite jealous of Kaelie, having Jace and Seb wanting her. She pushed the thought out of her mind as Seb replies.

"I do, well I did but I like someone else too." Clary deflates a little in her chair knowing that he'll never like her.

But he surprises her as he rests a hand on hers, was he talking about her? Was she the other girl he liked?

She shook her shiver away and smiled at him affectionately.

"So tell her?" Clary bites her lip, to stop herself from saying something she'd regret.

"I know I should but-" Seb was cut off by the teacher, who was tall and blonde, he had blue eyes and he looked awake and refreshed.

"Good morning class. I bet you're all loving being back at school. But it's your senior year, the most important year of your school life. To make yourself look good for the college and universities you all want." He kept on going but Clary zoned out into her dreamscape before he got any further.

Kaelie had Jace and Seb.

How would Clary be able to deal with both of them, they were both practically opposites.

"Miss Fray, you're the new girl. So I hear?" He says.

Clary wants to come back with a smart comeback but all she can say is a small; "Yes."

He just smiles and returns to his whiteboard where he writes in black pen his name boldly.

"My name is Mr. Lively."

Girls were already swooning over him and gazing at him, Clary could understand that, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from Sebastian.

She admired his hair and his eyes as they turned over to hers.

"I see you're watching me." He says and raises one eyebrow at her.

Clary feels like one of the other girls swooning over the teacher, only she's gazing at Sebastian, who she might be starting to like.

"Indeed I was." She might as well admit it. No point in hiding it, because it was so obvious.

"Are you guys talking in my class?" Mr Lively asks.

"Yeah, sorry sir." Clary says and focuses anywhere but the teachers eyes.

He just laughs and says; "That's fine, just don't do it so loud you're interrupting something." And does a stern face, she had just been told. By a teacher.

She had to do something.

"I really don't think anyone was listening they're all too busy staring at your eyes and your hair." Clary retorts sounding slightly obnoxious.

"What?" Mr. Lively says with heat flushing to his face.

"I'm pretty sure you heard me." She says and blinks obviously.

Sebastian trails his hand over hers, like a warning to stop.

She obeys, as much as she didn't want to.

"Like I said, I'll let you off, since it's your first day." His responds were really starting to bug her. Why didn't he just give her a detention or something.

"Whatever." Clary says and puts her ear phones in.

She packs her stuff away as does Sebastian as the bell rings.

Art.

With Jace.

It was going to be harder to stop herself from telling him, he looked open and he had the ability to make her just want to spill her whole life story to him, but she wouldn't let him be that satisfied.

Sebastian looked more focused and quiet.

"I have French, but I'll see you afterwards ok?" Seb says and smiles as he heads the opposite direction Clary grins.

And there he is.

Jace, his whole body glowing in the corridor as she approaches him. He was more like her, obnoxious and stubborn. But he wore it better than her.

He smirked as she looked at him from head to toe, he wore a black t-shirt today, with his distressed blue jeans. He was attractive, and it was hard to not show that.

"Hey, thought I'd wait since your new and you don't know where you're going." He shrugs as she walks beside him.

"Sure." She bites the inside of her cheek nervously. Something about just being with him just made her careful on what to say, like he was a lion and if you made the wrong move you were screwed.

She wasn't sure why but she knew he had an effect on her.

And she was sure he knew that too.

"What did Isabelle tell you? You act kind of different." He knew her so well and it had only been a week.

Clary could tell the truth and be in a bit of a mess now, or she could get caught up in her lies later with no friends.

So she went with the first option. Telling the truth.

"She told me about Kaelie."

"So?"

"I know her, is all it's just weird to think about. She was the one that made my breakfast, I tried to hold the lie in but I couldn't there's something so... I don't know about you. But Sebastian doesn't know anything, I suspected you would find out, because of this morning." Clary says.

"Don't worry about it , Clary. I don't mind. Isabelle will probably tell Seb anyway. The thing I liked most about what you just said was that something about me makes you want to tell me things."" He says and turns towards her.

"I don't know why on earth I said that, it's just made you even more cocky than you are." Clary sighs and smiles as Jace comes to a sudden halt.

The familiar smell of fresh paint hits her as she walks in through the door and follows behind Jace to the back of the class, where Simon and Maia is sat.

Maia smiled as Clary took a seat beside her and Jace on her other side.

All she knew was that this year was going to be a good one.

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