sorry for the short chapter but I wanted to get it up fast

I sit by the tree in the school yard to wait. My freshly dyed hair shining blue. I hear a loud scream and turn to see Chris run up am grab strands of my hair ," omg omg omg what have you done!" She shrieks obviously happy with my hair.

"I got hit by a blue truck." I tell her sarcasm dripping from my voice. She rolls her eyes and continues to play with my hair.

Time lapse or in my way writers block

My books are forced out of my hands in an instant. I look around the courtyard to see Four looking murderous. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" He shouts at me as I scramble to pick up my books.

"I don't know what you are talking about." I exclaim as i turn to run but a hand guilty grabs my arm and squeezes. I am turned around to face Four.

"Don't even act like you didn't know she was with him!" He shout earning a confused look from yours truly.

"Cut the crap what are you trying to say!" I shout back.

"Izzy you knew she was with Simon behind my back" I stumbled back a step and tripped on a tree stump my books once again tumbling to the ground. Four also falls back a step relishing what I already knew and what I didn't.

Sorry but another time lapse.

"If she lied about this there has to be more secrets." Four points out to me. I haven't said much since I discovered the truth about Izzy. She was my best friend and she lied about something so big, but why?

(four pov)

When I told Tris about the Izzy thing she was so to say stunned and I knew she had no idea. I had apologized many times but she hardly spoke a word. We talked for a bit and that brings up to now I guess.

"Ok then why don't we do this question for question?" She nodded and gestured for me to go first. "Did you have any suspensions?" I asked her and she nodded her head yes.

"Why are you always mean to me?" This one caught me by surprise I mean sure I was pretty mean to her but I have reasons.

"Uhh you see I thought you were just another uhhhh..." I try to continue. "Ithoughtyouwerejustanotherslut!" I say as fast as I can. Tris stares at me with her mouth wide open.

"Wh...ho... How did you come to that?" She stuttered. Her blonde and blue hair falling over her face.

"Well it happens often.." I answer quietly. I hear her mutter something about me being narcissistic.

"So every girl just throws themselves at you!?" She shouts.

"Well only the sluts." I answer her. Tris stands up from the Chair and leaves me following suit.

Clary pov

Izzy keeps drowning on and on about how we need to tell Tris about us. You see we are shadowhunters a race of angelic humans or whatever you want to call us. Most downworlders you know like vampires and stuff call us nephilim." She needs to know and soon!" Izzy shouts grabbing my attention.

"Ok but how do we tell her?" I tell izzy. She pauses as to think and grabs her stele. She twirls it around in her hand and leaves the room.