"I'm a bad ass, jumping off the moving train
I'm a Jane Bond, putting all the guys to shame
I'm a wild card, and I'm gonna steal your game
You better watch out"

I do not own the song 'Fire Starter' by Demi Lavato. I just got her new album and I heard this song and I figured it went perfectly with Clary in this story.

I may or may not have gotten ten reviews(I don't know, I read them but didn't count), I will not be the doing the reviewing thing again.

A special shout out to RonaldGarcia91. He proofread the chapter for me to help me keep Clary all bad ass. So thanks for that. :)

Sorry I didn't update earlier, I had writer's block so I read over the rest of the story and I got an inspiration from them. YAY! I know I said I would write a 3000 word chapter but considering I had writer's block this is pretty good, sorry. :(

Clary's POV

Previously

"Yes Officer, I have an explanation." she said.

"And what would that be?" he asked.

"Clary got sent into my office for the second time today, and her friend that she obviously has not seen for a long time, he showed up before her waiting. The teacher that brought my coffee to me forgot to give me a small straw to stir in the sugar with, so when I saw him I asked him to get the lady at the front desk to tell him where the cafeteria was so he could get me a stirring straw, while got Clary to come to my office. She walked in a few moments after." she paused, breathing. "He came back with a knife because they were out of straws and he asked the lunch ladies if they had anything he could get for me to stir the coffee with. The ladies of course knew that I get grumpy without my afternoon coffee so they gave him the only clean knife they had so I could stir the sugar in with. I assume once he saw Clary he dropped the knife and hugged her. And so on and so forth."

"Are you sure that is what happened?" the Officer Danny asked her.

"Yes I am sure!" she screamed her face turning red. Not form embarrassment, but it looked like from anger. "Now I am grumpy, I wonder why? Oh wait, maybe it is because I was called out of the school without my coffee, and my hands in the air!"

"Sor-" Mrs. Keller cut him off.

"Now if you will excuse us officer, I have coffee to get to. And my students need to get back to class. Sebastian,Simon, and Clary you may go home, because this must be too much for you to handle. Only for today though, I expect you back tomorrow."

She turned and walked back to her office and sat down at her desk. I looked through the window and saw her sipping her coffee. Wow, she should be some sort of drama teacher or maybe an actress.

"Well okay, thank you officer. Bye, sorry for wasting your time." Simon said and walked over to his car. He looked back at me, his face was in a state of shock I think. He walked over to his car, opened the door, got in and drove off. He probably slowed down when he remembered he was practically surrounded by cops. I turned to Officer Danny.

"Thank you for your time, sorry to waste it." I told him not meaning it at all. I turned around, and walked back into Mrs. Granny Smith's class. leaving Sebastian behind while I went to go and get my backpack.

I opened the door and slammed it behind myself. Apparently the classes had switched while I was having a little chat with the teacher.

"So Clarissa how did your little chat with the principal go?" she asked with a smirk on her face. Talk about a bitch. Two can play at this game.

"Well for the first five minutes she explained how much of a boring figure you are. Then after that I was reunited with an old friend. And finally, well why don't you just go ask the cops lined up outside." I said my voice dripping with sarcasm. Her jaw dropped and I just smirked at her. I turned towards the rest of the class. They looked like it was their first year or something. Except for one in the back, he looked like he was older than me and had been held back a couple of times.

"Listen up everyone, don't give Granny Smith over here a hard time. Otherwise she will get her granny panties in a twist." I said in a fake teacher's voice. Everyone in the class laughed,except the boy in the back. He just gave me a wicked grin, like saying I will see you later.

I walked the teacher and flipped my hair in her face. Take that, bitch. I opened the door and slammed it behind myself. I turned, looked through the window, and flipped everyone off. I could hear the laughter and the teacher trying to calm them down from halfway down the hall.

I took Sebastian's hand and led him over to my motorcycle.

"Do you want to drive or do you want me to?" I asked him. He looked shocked because I had a motorcycle and then he remembered.

"You can, I don't know how." he said sheepishly. I reached down and handed him the spare helmet I carried for when Jonathon rode with me. I kicked my leg over the side and sat down. Sebastian just stood there, I looked over at him.

"Are you going to sit or walk to my house?" I asked him.

"I think I will sit, thank very much though." he said smiling, for once I smiled back at him. I felt him swing his leg over the back and sit down behind me.

His arms hung at his sides hesitant.

"I don't bite." I joked. I took his wrists and wrapped them around my waist. He clasped his hands around my stomach and rested his chin on my shoulder. I have to face the ugly truth. I miss him and his old ways, they are so unlike my wicked ways.

Sorry it took so long to update I hope you enjoyed. Please follow/favorite/or review. Thanks again, zoey5211.