Clary's pov

It's science time. I hope I get to have a really smart lab partner or I'll be so fucked. Even more fucked than the fifty shades movie. See I'm not that good when it comes to precision and technical things. I'm more of the easygoing artsy gall. I prefer when you can create something and know it could be improved or even more beautiful. That there is no right and wrong, it's limitless. Subjects such as English drama and arts fall into the category of things that make sense for me and math just seems useless.

I walk into the classroom and look around; most of the people are already here. I see the girl with the dark hair and amazing shoes next to another dark haired girl in a cheerleader uniform. Simon is paired up with a guy who seems to be wearing a terribly cheesy shirt. And sitting at a table near the window was golden boy with the blue-eyed boy. God did he get hotter within these few hours or is my brain just going delusional. He looks and me and smiles. How could I have not noticed this before? His eyes are golden. They look like a pool of melted sunshine I could get lost in for hours and hours. Okay, calm down. Breathe in, breathe out and smile back. Jesus why is it so hard to act normal with that guy. I haven't even spoken to him and I already want to do terrible things to him.

I'm assigned to a boy called Magnus Bane. When Mr. Wayland points him out to me I choke on air. How the fuck can you fit so much glitter on one individual? He has black hair that seems to be spiked up with amazing precision. His makeup is so on point jealousy overwhelms me. He takes the guy liner concept to a whole new level and I think this person is my favorite so far. He is wearing a, what seems to be a Colbert lined with jems and glitter. A baby blue top underneath and a pair of leather pants. And his shoes are simple dark blue combat boots. I walk up to him and say;

" You are rocking the guy liner", he smiles at me "the name's clary fray"

" Why thank you, Magnus Bane"

" I believe we are lab partners?" I smile at him

" It seems so, biscuit"

" Biscuit?" I ask confused

" Yes," he contemplated philosophically "it suits you"

I snorted and we started working.

After a long silence, I ask,

" So what's the deal around here?"

" Well what do you want to know biscuit?"

" You seem to be the up to date on gossip kind of guy so," I stopped for a dramatic effect; " enlighten me on the current situation."

" I'll start with the people in this class, over there," he pointed at the girl with the black hair, "you have Isabelle lightwood, badass bitch supreme, sister of Alec lightwood, the guy with the blue eyes"

"Wait a sec did you just say lightwood?"

"Yea keep up girlie" that's so weird. Back in London I used to know these two guys called Gideon and Gabriel lightwood. They were a few years older than me but they were kids from my mom's old college friends, it's probably just a coincidence but it still seems weird.

"so anyway next to Isabelle you have Aline Penhallow," he was vaguely pointing at the girl in the cheerleader uniform, "her mom is a history teacher. Next to them is Maureen brown, she has sort of become Camille's little worshipper. Oh yeah shit I forgot Camille is a silver haired bitch who sadly seems to run this place, she used to shag a guy called Sebastian Verlac, a basketball captain but she seems to have let go of him."

I nodded for him to continue, then you have the previously mentioned Alec lightwood and next to him is Jace Herondale" wait a sec, Herondale? This is getting weird. " Those guys and Isabelle are pat of a band called the Shadowhunters."

He paused for a moment and grinned;

"Talking about Herondale, he hasn't stopped staring at you since the moment you set foot in this class. Teach me this black magic will ya?"

I nodded and suddenly notice a figure approaching us, I turned and saw goldie locks himself standing next to me.

"Hi?" I asked

"Hey, sorry to ask this so out of the blue but would you like to join us for lunch?" he let out his breath.

" Sure," I answered, " as long as the mysterious us won't chop me up horror movie style it sounds good"

He laughed and said, " see you there red"

Oh my god. I have died. He walked away and I only started to feel aware of my elevated pulse and unsteady breathing. What did this guy do to me? The bell rang and it was time for lunch. Wish me luck.