Sorry for the Wait!
I had a lot of stuff to do and I won't bore you by telling you what they are, so...time for thank yous!
Thank you: Ashi and Damon Salvatore, mangaka pixie, ,G, gee, runemagic, SimplyLily94, Katy-ne chan, B, AnniaAngele for reviewing!
Katy-ne chan: No I'm not...but I should *evil grin* JK.
Now to get this off my chest: Dear PhillipJane, You review my 3rd chapter as my 1st one. When you first reviewed I was happy. But your second review hurt my feelings. You're an annoyomous reveiwer so I can't yell at you via PM but honestly that was really men. Kinda crushed my feelings. If you don't like it please don't review or read. I'm not forcing you too and also Yeah she's kinda weak but not totally and wouldn't you be? She was kidnapped for God's sake! So take your mean reviews and never ever post them! You offend me.
To other readers: Sorry for the blow up. I was honestly really hurt.
Disclaimer: I do not own TMI! If I did I wouldn't be writing this and I would have a doll of Jace. C:
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Clary's POV
"C'mon Clary" Izzy yelled, dragging me out from the safety of Alec's car. I winced; she was drawing more unwanted attention to us. "Izzy. Calm down. I won't resist anymore," I said, trying to calm her down. However she just kept pulling on my arm, "Clary! We'll be late!"
"Wait! That's exactly what we want!" she said in a low tone. Oh no…. that doesn't sound good. "And w-why would we want that" I questioned a little afraid. "Because. A) We'll get to miss most of class and not be in trouble. And B) because once we walk through those doors all the attention will be on us!" her smile growing. My eyes widened. More attention? "Ummm, Izzy? How do you know we won't get in trouble for certain? I mean you could have a sub, and what if I have a guide and you're not it?" I ask, hoping we can just get to class. "It won't matter, trust me. And I am your guide your mom told my mom she requested me. There's no getting out of this Clary," she said, and I swear she smiled evilly at me. Help! "Now let's make you look perfect" she dragged me into the bathroom. I guess there's no hope, so I just gave in.
"Perfect!" she cried after what seemed like hours. I opened my eyes. Was I done yet? I turned towards the mirror and gasped. Was that really me? I mean Izzy's clothes made me look good this morning but now I was…. Wow! I tilted my head and saw the beautiful redhead in the mirror do the same. I took that time to examine her. She had bright green eyes fringed with dark lashes and her light green eye shadow made her eyes pop. Her usually untamable red hair cascaded down her back in smooth waves and her usually plain pale complexion was glowing. Even her outfit looked fantastic! She had on a long purple shirt with a studded belt under the bust paired with faded skinny jeans. She also had on black round-toed 2-inch heels and lots of black bracelets and one with a heart. She-I mean, I looked great.
"Briiiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggggggg" the bell went off. "Fantastic! I finished you before the bell and all I have to do is a touch up for me! We are so gonna be late" Izzy said extremely happy. I smiled, either she really hated that class or loved making an entrance. I watched her prance around and look for the perfect makeup and jewelry. It was definitely the latter.
Once Izzy finished her makeup we walked towards the office. We walked inside and sat down in the tan upholstered chairs. Izzy looked around the room and grimaced, "They totally need a new interior designer" she whispered. I smothered a laugh, typical Izzy.
"Ah. Miss Fray, welcome! And Miss…. Lightwood? How unusual. What are you doing here? It's only 7:56, surely even you haven't come across Miss Fae yet," a balding man in a grey suit said coming out from a hallway. I glanced over at Izzy, who was this and who was Miss Fae? "Not yet Mr. Birch. I was just showing my friend Clary here where the office was, so she could pick up her schedule. And I can't help it if Kaelie is just annoys me" she replied. "Well then, do come in Miss Fray" Mr. Birch said motioning me to go in to his office. I stood up and walked hesitantly into the principal's office.
He walked in after me and closed the door. "Now Miss Fray, Miss Lightwood is your friend is she not?" he questioned sitting behind his desk. "Yeah. Isabelle is great" I replied. Where was this going? "Good. Good." He mumbled to himself. O…..k…..? "From what I can tell you had quite excellent grades at your previous school so your transferring in the middle of the school year will be no problem. I'm just concerned about if you want to join a sports team. Most have already been picked but I suppose if you explain to the coach you could join. Also we have quite an excellent Art room and we have plenty of supplies too. Your mother said you would like that. I don't think you'll have any problems academically or socially if Miss Lightwood is your guide. I do worry about your emotional readiness though. I heard from your mother a bit about your situation so if you have to leave a class at any point you can and I will cover you. You can also come talk to me or the nurse or a teacher about anything. We wo-" I cut him off. "I get it. I've had this conversation before. Please Mr. Birch can we just move on" I said quietly. He regarded me for a second before nodding, "Then I think that Miss Lightwood is getting a little tired of waiting. Let's get your schedule now," he said walking to the door.
3rd Person
They walked out the door and to the secretary who greeted them with a smile. That smile died however when she felt the tension in the air. Clary noticed this and gave a small smile. She hated making others uncomfortable. "Here you are dearie," she said in a sweet tone. Clary accepted it and mumbled a quiet apology. The apology went unnoticed by the Principal but the secretary heard and said, "Your very welcome dear. My name is Mrs. Avenhall. If you ever need someone to talk to I'll be happy to listen. Welcome to the Eagle Nest Clarissa." Clary looked slightly startled by the kindness but recovered enough to say, "Thank you . And you can call me Clary."
Clary walked into the sitting room where she left Izzy, in a hurry to escape the Principal. She did not want any reminders of the incident. The two girls walked out to their next class, one listening to the other complain about furniture and clothes. In their haste to get out the missed the principal's quiet, "Please, Miss. Lightwood, fix that broken child."
Clary's POV
Izzy and I ran out of the office. It was 8:16 and we were walking to my locker. Apparently I had the one right next to Izzy and some girl named Maia. Izzy said she's super nice and pretty but her only flaw is her taste in clothes. Which in Izzy-speak loosely translates into she wears a lot of band t-shirts and she doesn't have any heels. I laughed but quickly smothered it when Izzy glared at me. "I'm serious. She wears a band shirt at least once a week. AND she doesn't have ANY heels!" she said dead serious.
"Sacrilege!" I said in mock horror.
"It's not a laughing matter. It's horrible!" she said. I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing. She sent me a scalding look, "Whatever. Let's get to homeroom…or whatever we have left of it," she said slyly. Man, she really hates that class. "Wait. Show me your schedule so I can see what classes I have to show you to" she said.
Clary's Schedule:
Homeroom: Mr. Vehaysher, Room: 130
1st Period: Spanish 2, Mrs. Debuant, Room: 234
2nd Period: AP History: American History, Mrs. Hienzaki, Room: 216
3rd Period: AP English, Ms. Kikante, Room: 312
4th Period: Lunch
5th Period: AP Biology, Mr. Block, Gymnasium
6th Period: Geometry, Mr. Veezart, Room: 318
7th Period: AP Art, Mr. Caverntali, Room: 217
8th Period: P.E, Mr. Jerry, Room: 146
A Week: HR, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8
B Week: HR, 2,1,3,4,7,6,5,8
C Week: Elective Week
Homeroom: Mr. Vehaysher, Room: 130
1st Period: Choir, Ms. Francante, Room: 258
2nd Period: AP Art, , Room: 217
3rd Period: Drama, Mrs. Rivers, Room: 171
4th Period: P.E/ Club, Mr. Block, Gymnasium
"Wow! You're pretty smart," she said in awe. "I had a lot of time to study" I blushed. I didn't add in the fact that after the incident I spent hours in my room and worked on art or studied when I got home and when I didn't sleep. "Well I have every class with you except Art and Spanish. Why didn't you take French?" she asks puzzled. I hesitated, should I tell her I was already fluent in French and I spent hours on end studying to get out of having class with his friends? No. Definitely not. "I speak fluent French so Spanish was easy to pick up" I smiled at her. I felt bad for lying to my new best friend but she couldn't know. She couldn't.
"You're helping me with my French. You have no choice," she said smiling evilly. I laughed, she was so…. Izzy! "I couldn't let my best friend fail could I?" I asked smiling. Wait! Best friend? I only met her 3 days a go but…we really became fast friends. "Yep! As my best friend you must help me so I don't fail and turn to a life of crime" she said dramatically. "I know why you're in Drama," I said giggling. We walked past locker 288, my new locker and headed off to class.
We approached the door and a wave of anxiety hit me. What if they don't like me? What if they hate me? Izzy turns to me and says, "Just a warning but, Kaelie is a bitch but everyone else if friendly and if Aline hits on you brush it off, she does that to everyone. So c'mon let's blow their minds." I smile albeit a bit nervously in response. She pushes open the door. Time to face the music.
"Miss. Lightwood. How nice of you to finally join us. Is there a reason why you're 31 minutes late?" Mr. Vehaysher questions. "Yup," Izzy says happily, "I was showing Clary to the office and Mr. Birch was talking to her. She's our new student isn't that great" she says grinning even more. She's having way too much fun with this. Mr. Vehaysher looks at me and motions, "Well you might as well introduce yourself Miss…" "Fray," I say, "Thank you," I say stepping up to the front of the room.
"My name is Clarissa Fray. Just call me Clary though. I like Art, English and Track. It's nice to meet you," I said, semi-confidently. "Ok. Miss. Fray you ma sit next to Miss. Lightwood" Mr. Vehaysher said pointing to the second left most seat in the middle row.
I walked over to my seat and sat down. I was getting out my sketchbook and pencil when I heard someone say, "You just can't stay away can you, Red?" I froze and turned. It was Jace. "Oh stalker boy. No I just can't resist you," I said sarcastically. I can't believe I just said that. I was just planning on rolling my eyes but instead I opened my mouth. Why, does my body hate me? "I knew it. I'm irresistible. I can see you're feisty as ever. Maybe your name should be Fireball. Hmm… it has a nice ring to it" he mused. "I have a name you know. You could just call me that." I responded dryly. "Nope. Fireball just seems to suit you best" he said smiling. I rolled my eyes great. A nickname from the super egotistical Greek god himself. Wait! Greek god? Well he is gorgeous; I have to give him that but his ego is definitely a deal breaker. His smile got larger and I couldn't help but notice how beautiful it was. I looked away and as my gaze swept the classroom I saw someone glaring at me. Great it hasn't even been 5 minutes and I've made an enemy and been given a nickname by the King Egos himself.
Well it could be worse I suppose. Now that those 2 things have happened what else could go wrong?
Why does Clary keep saying that? What does Izzy have against band t-shirts? What other questions will I keep asking?
No answers for those Sorry!
Clary's First Day of School Outfit: .com/arhtt-clarys_first_day_school_outfit/set?id=24001043
Isabelle's First Day of School Outfit: .com/arhtt-clarys_first_day_school_outfit/set?id=24001043
I promise to put more Jace and the Bet in the next chapter.
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