Here's the new chapter you guy's:] I wanted to say thank you to EmjIndieBaby, Hello, JaceLover4eva, hawaiiangrl, teamjace, and especially Fabulousgal for all your feed back to help me be a better writer. And Fabulusgal you are most definately NOT annoying:] Hope you guys enjoy this. Disclaimer: I don't own Mortal Instruments Cassandra Clare does.

Clary stared at her desk reveling in her own horror. She wondered why the universe was being so cruel to her. What could she have possibly done to warrent such torture. She was a good person. I mean sure she stole music off the internet and was contantly replacing Magnus' glitter eyeliner with glitter glue. Still that wasn't that bad right? Jace leaned over the desk they were forced to share and yanked her pony tail. "This will go alot faster if you quit staring at the desk like a wing nut." Jace said in his irritatingly smug voice.

Clary glared at him, "don't patronize me Wayland, you're not in any way, shape, or form better than me. And I won't tolerate your bull shit like the other bimbos that always seem to fall at your feet."

"Well, well your quite the little smart ass aren't you Thumbelina. I guess its true what they say about you redheads."

Clary shook her head," I wasn't aware that my ass had an intellect, and better yet, I high one. And I could say the same for you on the hair front, dumb blond." Clary knew he wasn't stupid, Jace had some of the highest grades in the school. But, he was such a smug little bastard. He could use a few knocks down on his own totem pole. Though she knew with his ego, he probably wouldn't even bat one of his gorgous golden eyes.

"Ahh, your quick with the wit aren't you Fray, I never would have guessed it. Although I could point out you called my ass a bucket earlier. That comparison seems far from the truth. My ass is more like a female's trophey prize not a mediocre bucket."

Clary sighed in disguest, "do you ever get tired of smothering yourself in smug satisfaction? Oh and don't call me Fray; or Thumbelina for that matter."

Jace cocked his head endearingly to the side as he looked at her,"why can't I call you Fray. That nerd thats always following you around does all the time and you don't seem to mind it then, I'm much better than him."

At the mention of Simon she glanced over to check on him. He seemed to be in a daze staring at Isabelle and mumbling answers as she asked him questions off the paper everyone had been assigned. She thought she saw him lean in to sniff her hair. She shook her head before she turned back to Jace. "Simon isn't a nerd, and you don't know me well enough to give me a "nickname"."

"Well then Clary, lets get started then. And I do believe its ladys first, so I'll start asking you questions okay." He got a sarcastic "fine" in return. "Okay favorite color" Clary shook her head rolling her eyes. "Umm Yellow " Jace gave her a funny look, "who likes the color yellow?"

"I do assbucket whats wrong with that?"

"Nothing I guess, you don't have to get all defensive. Anyway, Second question, favorite food. "Cinnamon rolls." "Okay" Jace stated " this is getting boring lets fill out the bottom part. It seems more interesting"

Clary figured it would be better if she just complied. She nodded her ascent, a silent way of urging him on. The sooner they finished this the better.

"Alright then, whats your goal in life?" "To bake cinnamon rolls."

"What's the best dream you ever had?" "I lived in a bakery of cinnamon rolls."

"Best day ever?" "I ate ten cinnamon rolls in under five minutes without barfing." Jace scowled at her. "Will you start taking this seriously. I don't know about you, but looking like an idiot in front of the entire class isn't my ambition for this class."

Clary was spared responding by the sound of the bell ringing. She was surprised time had flown by so fast, not that she wasn't grateful. She was about to leave like all of her other class mates when they were stopped by their teacher, "and I expect you to have those filled out by tomorrow people. So you should probably meet up after school if you haven't completed them yet."

Clary looked over at Jace and he shrugged. "I have practice until six, so I'll come by your place after then. Oh and have food ready I'm always starving after practice." And with that he walked off down the hall, before Clary could ask him how he knew where she lived. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Simon. He looked like someone who had just been woken up, like he had no clue where he was or how he had gotten there.

"Have fun with your new partner Si?" Clary couldn't resist asking to tease him. He flushed bright red and frowned at her before responding. "It wasn't bad I guess, Isabelle is," he seemed to be struggling for words then looked at her in triumpth, "a great girl." He finished quite lamely in Clary's opinion. She just nodded at him slowly, like he was handicapped, then went off in search of Magnus. She had no clue how tonight was going to turn out, but she hoped it wouldn't be as painful as she was predicting. She just had to remember that he was forced to be there and to not stare at him for to long. Yeah right. She was so screwed.

Well this was sort of a filler. We start the good stuff in the next chapter:] Hope you guys enjoy this and please review. I need all the constructive critism I can get. So please tell me what you think, and any ideas you may have for the story. Thanks you guys! Much love ~Psalms:]