Rose had changed out of her gear and was walking out of her room and down the corridor. She walked into a room that she guessed was the kitchen. Isabelle was at the stove cooking. Rose's stomach turned, she knew Isabelle couldn't cook. Alec then walked into the kitchen and seeing Isabelle, he quickly spun around and was on his way out the door when Isabelle yelled, "Stop. Right. There, Alec Lightwood."

Alec froze in the middle of taking a step and groaned. "Why cant we just order take out, Izzy?"

"Because I'm cooking." She said and went back to her "cooking".

The door then opened again and Simon came in. Not seeing Isabelle he said, "What is that terrib-" he stopped mid sentence due to Isabelle's glare. "Terrific smell. I was going to say terrific. Yes; it smells amazing in here."

Alec and Simon glanced at each other as they slowly tried to leave the room again, but didn't succeed. Isabelle was watching Alec and Simon as Rose slipped out of the room. They had acted as if they didn't see her anyway. She was walking down the hall when she came to the library. Rose had been in the library before but didn't really have the time to look around. There were so may books, she didn't know where to start. She probably seemed like a little child as she raced to the book shelves and started pulling books out and examining them with hunger.

She grabbed a few books and through herself down in the nearest arm chair. She was deep in reading when she heard someone laughing from the far corner. She stood up and spun around to see the boy Jace had called Dylan sitting in a chair with a book in his lap. He was obviously laughing at her. Rage surged through her as she said, "Are you laughing at me?"

He placed the book on a table and stood up. "Why, yes. Yes I am laughing at you." He smiled at her and she did not return the gesture.

"Well, I'm not sure about you, but I find it rather rude to laugh at someone," she spat at him.

"I'm not really laughing at you, I suppose. I'm laughing because I find it pleasing that you take so much interest in books."

"Oh." For the first time Rose had nothing to say, she was speechless.

"I am Dylan, incase you were wondering." He was now grabbing a new book from the shelf. He opened it and began reading as he sat back down in his chair.

"Rose." He didn't seem to hear her, or didn't care. "What are you reading?"

"If you must know, Call of the Wild." She made a face at the sound of the title that he must have found a bit amusing. He close the book abruptly and sat up to look at her, trying not to laugh. "You don't like it?"

"Despise it. Jack London is not my favorite, probably my least favorite."

He mocked being hurt by putting a had to his chest as if she had hit him. "You wound me, Rose. Jack London has a gift."

"No, he has issues and is a drunk. His writing is depressing."

"Exactly the reason I like it." He said and smiled at her, she no longer felt like melting as she did before, she now wanted to take the book from him and throw it. "His depressing books make my life seem like it's a perfect fairytale."

"Well, you're a Shadowhunter. You kind of are a fairytale."

"Not really. Mundanes are just too stupid to see the truth."

"Glad you feel that way." She said as she picked up the book she had been reading and started for the door. He practically called me a stupid mundane, she thought.

"Tootles," he said and wiggled his fingers at her as she walked to the door. He then started saying goodbye in every way he could, "Seryanora. Unhello. May the forces of evil get lost on the way to your front doorstep. Live long and prosper. Cheerio! Kol Tuv. Adios. Xau. Hasta luego. May the odds be eva in your fava. Moi. May your feet never fall off and grow back as cactuses!" As she was slamming the door behind her she heard him shout, "Mizpah!"

Rose froze and then turned to stare at the closed library door. Mizpah. She knew it was from the Bible, but she remembered reading about the time when Jem had said Mizpah to Tessa in The Infernal Devices. Jem had told her it was a way of saying goodbye without really saying goodbye. Dylan must have read it too. He had obviously read most books she liked considering he had quoted a few goodbyes from them.

She walked back down the hall, clenching the book to her chest. She was determined. Determined to show everyone what a mundane could do. Determined to be better than all the Shadowhunters at the next training session. Determined to prove that she was strong. Determined.