I woke up in a dark mood. I didnt want to go to school today. I didnt want to pretend like everything was okay. But i had too, my mom would never let me skip school. I got out of bed and got dressed. Then i ate a nice breakfast with my mother. She talked to me of trivial things and i stayed silent. She could tell something was the matter with me, but she didnt press the issue. I walked out to the bus stop and waited. When the bus rumbled to a stop i got on and tried to enjoy the ride.

When i finally got off the bus in front of the school i brushed past the students to get to my locker. When i dialed the correct combination and opened the door, something fell out. I bent over to pick it up. It was a paper folded in half. I opened it and i couldnt believe my eyes. It was my drawing! But how? I had crumpled it up and threw it away. Yet here it was as if it never was destroyed.

I crumpled it up once more and stuffed it in my pocket. I felt like i was being watched. I slowly turned around and looked for any eyes that met mine. I saw no one. I shut my locker and tried to shove the fear down my throat. I had to act like everything was normal. What if this was a prank? But who knew of the picture? Jace!

But why would he do this to me? He told me to not draw the 'Unseen' again. So why would he copy the picture somehow and put it through the locker's vent? Was he trying to mess with me? Was this something he did to all the new kids? Is spook them with stories and then try and scare them? Who did he think he was? I was a new kid and he thought he could mess with me.

I went through the first half of the day angry. Even Simon noticed.

"Whats wrong Clary?" he had asked me at lunch.

I sat picking at my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I really didnt want to talk about it. I tried changing the subject.

"Do you know that guy named Jace? Jace Wayland?" i asked.

He looked at me with an arched eyebrow.

"Yeah, blonde, popular, and all the girls love him. Why?"

"I think maybe hes messing with me."

"Messing with you? How?" he asked.

"I dont know. I just feel like maybe hes trying to scare me or something. He said something to me the other day, something about the 'Unseen'-"

"Clary, i wouldnt talk about such things." He said looking wildly around.

"What do you mean? What are the 'Unseen'?"

"Clary shut up!" he hissed.

What was going on here? Was there something i didnt know about or what? This was beginning to get weird. Nobody wanted to speak of these 'Unseen' yet everyone was aware of them, except me! What was it with this town? Why did everyone act so weird. Why did Simon shun from my questions? He was supposed to be my best friend.

"Listen Clary, every small town has a story right? You obviously moved here without knowing ours. Maybe you should look into it more before you start asking about it." Simon said slowly.

Then he changed the subject and i let him. I could tell he was nervous and didnt want to speak about it. What was it with everyone not wanting to speak to me about such things! I decided to wait til art class to try and get some answers.

I had to make it through the rest of my classes before i could. Every minute crawled slowly along. The anticipation alone was killing me. I had to know what was going on, i had too! I suffered through lectures and lessons silently. Even though i couldnt care less.

When it was finally time for art, i made it there before the bell rang. I sat at my table and i waited. Just before the bell rang he came through the door. His golden eyes rested on me for just a split second and then he went to his table. His blonde girlfriend gave me another glare before turning around to engage him in conversation. I would get some answers!

I waited til all the other students were busy talking and then i walked over to Jace's table.

"Jace can i talk to you?" i asked politely.

The blonde turned an ice cold stare on me. I ignored her. Jace turned around to face me. I could see nothing friendly in his gaze.

"What do you want?" he asked coldly.

I had to swallow my fear before i continued. "I wanted to ask you about this 'project' i am working on."

He turned to look at his two table mates, "I'll be right back guys."

He got up and followed me to my table. He sat as far away as he could from me. I tried to bury the hurt that i felt by that.

"I want to talk about yesterday." I began.

"No, i told you. You dont talk about those kinda things!" he hissed through clenched teeth.

"Then why would you put my drawing in my locker?" i hissed back.

"What? What drawing." he asked.

I pulled the drawing out of my pocket and tossed it to him. His eyes went from angry and hostile to disbelief.

"That was in my locker this morning after i know i had thrown it away. And the only person who knew that i drew it was you." i spat out.

He continued to look at the drawing. His eyes still wide. If he didnt do it, then who did? The only ones who had been in the art room around me at the time, was Jace. No one else knew what i had drawn. Only him.

"Clary you must trust me. I didnt put this there." He finally said handing me the picture back.

I stuffed it back into my pocket, when i got home i was burning it.

"Then who did?" i asked.

He gazed at me in thought. I wish i could read minds, then i would know exactly what he was thinking. Eventually i got tired of waiting and i was about to speak but he beat me to it.

"Clary i need to speak to you, but not here. Meet me at the Briar Park tonight okay? Around 7." he asked looking at me. I was lost in his eyes. I tried to speak but couldnt, i just nodded my head. He looked at me one last time and then went back to his own table. I could see his blonde girlfriend wasnt happy that he had been over here. She grabbed his attention as soon as he returned to the table.

I sighed and turned back around. At least tonight i would get some answers! I just would have to find out where Briar Park was. I had only really ventured around my house. I hadnt went into the town at all since we moved here. My mother usually was the one who went into town, for food and the like. I was determined to meet him.

I needed answers. All this mysterious business was enough to drive anyone nuts. And i was already nuts to begin with. The day could not get over quick enough. I needed to find out what he knew. Whatever was happening in this town, i was now a part of it. Whether i liked it or not. I couldnt wait for this day to be over with.

The thought of me and Jace alone brought a blush to my cheeks. Even though he had Miss Blonde over there, a girl could still dream.