After lunch Clary left Jace to go to art class while he and Alec went to gym class. Magnus opted for extra science, while Izzy headed over to the drama class.
Clary:
As she walked into art class she noticed she was the first one there. She picked a sit in a far dark corner, hoping to remain invisible. It was hard to have people staring at her scars and runes all the time. The teacher, hearing someone enter turned around to see her sitting on her chair. He was surprised to recognize the new girl he went over and said, "Clary Fray?" She jumped slightly surprised, but quickly relaxed seeing one of her mothers artists friends Stev Laurent. "Stev! I haven't seen you for a few years!" She hugged him he laughed and stepped back, "So," He said, "How's Jocelyn I haven't seen her in months." He knew something was wrong as Clary stepped back sadly she said, "She's in a coma." "How?" Clary looked uncertain, as if she couldn't decide what to say, "Umm we, uh, don't really know. It's like she's asleep, and can't wake up." Stev took a few steps back, and really looked at Clary, other students were coming in now and looking at the new girl with Mr. Laurent. "Clary, what happened to you!" She hesitated eyeing the other students watching the strange interaction, "It's a really long story Ste- Mr. Laurent." He looked confused at the sudden formality, and turned realizing other students had entered and were watching. "Later then, Clary." He cleared his throat, and started class.
Jace / Alec:
He was surprised by the simplicity of the class, and how hard it seemed to some kids. They were "warming up" as they called it Jace saw it as a stroll in the park. They walked back and forth across the gymnasium doing weird stretches, the gym teacher calling out stuff like, "Grapevines" and "butt-kickers" he watched as kids struggled to do the odd twisted move called Grapevines, and laughed out loud at the butt-kickers. Alec seemed amused to, "Clary said this would be a good class for us, but my God is this odd." "I know right. I'm used to real warm-ups like running laps around the Institute's training room for an hour or punching a punching bag for awhile, but this?" The teacher, let them sit out and watch seeing how they were new and not having brought gym clothes, turned and looked at the boys. He had to admit they were well muscled he then said to them, "You might want to switch into the advanced gym class then, boys." Jace looked skeptical at what advanced could possibly mean to this mundane. The teacher saw the look saying, "Just go to the upstairs gym and watch." Jace and Alec made their way up to the gym walking in they saw kids running around the track, and others lifting weights in a small weight room built in. "This looks at least a little less pathetic, Alec." The boy just mumbled, "How I hate this mundane world."
Magnus:
He sat a table in the back waiting for the class to start. Clary said he would enjoy the experiments they occasionally did with chemicals in this class."Hey Fag." He whipped around at the insult, "What the hell did you just call me?" "Fag," the guy said again unblinkingly. "Ah, as I thought. Clary warned me and Alec that this would happen. I believe her words were something like some fuckheads like to pick on gay people because they have no balls of their own." The guy turned purple with rage, and Magnus continued, "Nicer though because Clary has class. Now, fuckhead, I just want to say, take five fucking steps back and think before you pick on the fag." Magnus knew he couldn't reveal himself as a warlock, but he did know that he could will his cat eyes to be seen by Mundanes. The purple-headed bully, looked shock and backed up so fast he knocked over a chair. Catching the teachers attention, "Everything all right Drake?" "Y-yes Mr. Kyle everythings fine." "Young man, not you Drake, please come up here your new correct?" Magnus willed his cat eyes back to be hidden again, and turned around politely, "Yes I am sir." "Name please." "Magnus Bane." "Interesting name," the teacher took in the boys odd appearance. They boy seemed to be wearing dark eyeliner, and his clothes were an odd mix. Torn jeans, with very scuffed up worn leather shoes, a loose gray button up shirt, and, what made it the most odd, a long black coat reaching his kneecaps. "Okay, here's the textbook we're working out of. You know stoichiometry?" "Nope." "Periodic Table of the Elements." "Say what now?" The teacher sighed, "Homeschooled, am I right." The teen got a funny look on his face and winked, "You could say that." With that Magnus walked back to his seat.
Izzy:
Izzy loved her drama class, being new she just watched people on stage acting like imbeciles. Her story is short with no drama, ironically, she just watched and laughed.
