Tessa eyed herself in the mirror, holding one outfit in her right hand and another one in her left. Both outfits were modest and conservative, but there was a difference.

The one in her right hand had blue stripes in the shirt.

Deciding to take a risk, no matter how small it was, she chose to wear the long-sleeved knitted sweater. Yes, the one with blue stripes. Black jeans were slung on her slim waist. Tessa struggled to button them as she ran out her bedroom door.

She was late. Again. The moment she slipped on a pair of black flats, she realized. She forgot her messenger bag. Tessa groaned and cursed herself for being so forgetful. She darted back upstairs and grabbed her bag. "Don't you want to eat breakfast?" Nate called to her from the kitchen.

"No!" Tessa shouted back. "I'm late! If Will left without me, I'm murdering him."

Deciding to be a little bit bolder even, Tessa slipped on blue flats. Her mother had given them to her, before she died, of course. Though they pinched her feet a little bit, she loved them.

Tessa ran out the front door and thankfully, Will and Cecily were still there. Tessa almost jumped into Will's car and without a moment's hesitation, Will drove off.

"Tessa!" Cecily shouted the moment Tessa got into the car. "You're wearing blue!"

Will screeched to a stop. Tessa was almost thrown out of her seat and she was sending prayers of thanks to whoever had the genius seatbelt. Will eyed Tessa incredulously, scanning her from the top of her head to her feet. Will's eyes widened. Tessa shifted under the scrutiny, though, uncomfortable again.

"She's wearing blue flats too, Cecy!" Will pointed.

Cecily screamed. "But you didn't have to make me deaf," Will grumbled. Honks sounded from behind Will and Will shot off again, as fast as a bullet. Tessa made it to the school in one piece, where Jem greeted her.

"I got Cecily's text that you're wearing colours!" Jem laughed excitedly, sweeping Tessa into his arms. Jem spun Tessa around in a circle, her feet flying off the floor.

"It's just a colour," Tessa said, rolling her eyes. But she couldn't help but feel excited too. It wasn't just colour. Not really. Tessa always looked like she was mourning since her mom died.

And now she looked normal. Pulling the sleeves of her knitted sweater down to cover her hands, Tessa hurried inside. She was thankful that it was merely cloudy and not yet raining in London, though the weatherman said there would be drizzling in the afternoon.

The bell rang and Tessa ran to her locker to retrieve her gym uniform. Will was one step behind her. Jem and Cecily already left to go to their classes. Every month, the Institute staff insisted that the students that don't have P.E. on a regular basis should go to the gym and have one class. Tessa was fine with it. She needed her exercise, simply because it was good for you. But Jessamine definitely wasn't.

She wailed and screamed and demanded for herself to be excused to no avail. Gym class for Jessamine meant the other people in her class never got to have any fun. And Tessa was in her class, unfortunately. Will, who endured Jessamine's tantrums with Tessa, was in the same gym class Tessa was in.

It was always good to watch Will get bothered by Jessamine, who was keen on smothering him. But having Will date Jessie? Tessa shuddered. That was one road she didn't want to go down again.

Will walked casually to the boy's change room and Tessa rushed to the girl's. Tessa changed as quick as she could before running to the gym. Volleyball nets were set up and some people were already volleying to each other and practicing over the net. Will had parted with her to change as well, but he was faster than Tessa and was already practicing his serves at the net.

"Alright! I'm splitting you into teams," Coach Lightwood barked. Benedict Lightwood, or Gabriel's father, was a very strict man. He didn't spare anyone, not even his own son, Gideon Lightwood, who had accidentally fumbled a football two years ago. The man had shouted at his son, threatening violence. Gideon graduated a year ago, leaving his brother to deal with the psychopath of a father alone.

"Herondale!" Coach Lightwood pointed. "You're on team red. Tessa Gray, you're with him. Iris Branwell, also red. Fleur Wayland on that team as well. Morgenstern twins, you boys are on that team too." Tessa inspected their team. Will was very good. There was no doubt about it. Fleur was a little delicate sometimes, but she was still a team player and was alright. Iris was not as aggressive as Fleur, nor as brave. She was merely a supportive player, though she was known for several good volleys. The Morgenstern twins, Sebastian and Jonathan. Both handsome, intelligent and very tricky. They were good players as well.

Then there was Tessa herself, who was clumsy but could hit a ball. Tessa wasn't very good, but at least she wasn't as bad as Nerdy Nicky, who was tall and gangly but was scared when a ball got in three feet distance of him.

Coach Lightwood had already split the other teams. There were four teams and two nets. Tessa kept her eyes on her opponents.

Wren Carstairs, second cousin to Jem, was on the other team. As was Adele Fairchild, Tristan Starkweather, Drew Penhallow and lastly… Jessamine Lovelace. It was a pretty decent team, to Tessa at least, but Will was smirking as if he had no competition.

Tessa got to her position in the back row, left corner. Will was serving. Will tossed the ball in the air, stepping forward and jumped as high as he could, slamming his hand down on the volleyball. A beautiful jump serve. The volleyball was dangerously low over the net, barely skimming it and was as fast as a missile. Adele Fairchild struggled to get it, but she missed and the ball landed on the floor.

"Point one for me," Will laughed. Tessa rolled her eyes before focusing on the other team. Will did another jump serve, which sailed over the net to be received by Wren Carstairs. The ball came sailing over to Tessa, who passed it to Fleur. Fleur volleyed it to Sebastian, who spiked it hard enough that a sound that sounded eerily similar to a sonic boom sounded and touched the ground on the other side. Jessamine was suppose to guard that spot and looked shocked to see that the ball had actually touched the ground on her watch.

Will sneered at Jessamine and did another jump serve. This time, Drew got it and he bumped it hard enough that it went sailing back over the net. Iris tried to volley it, but it slipped past her fingers.

Jessamine cackled on the other side. "Shut up you wench!" Fleur snarled. Jessamine rolled her eyes. "It's fine, Iris," Fleur smiled.

Adele served then, a nice overhand serve which Jonathan received. He passed it to Iris, who was setter now, after a rotation. Iris did a nice set over to Tessa and Tessa, who wasn't really tall enough or strong enough to perfect a spike, tipped the ball over gently. The ball barely got over the net, but still went over. Tristan, on the other side, was shocked, since he was expecting a spike. He dove for the ball, but was just a little too late. Tessa felt a little giddy.

"Come on, Tess. That was weak sauce. Where are the spikes?" Will taunted. Tessa stuck her tongue out at Will before getting into a ready position.

Iris served, doing an underhand serve, which was easily received by Wren. Wren passed it to Tristan who volleyed it to Jessamine.

Jessamine, with a nasty grin on her face, leapt to do a spike and slammed the ball down… right onto Tessa's head. A loud slam filled Tessa's ears and a throbbing pain began to increase in her head. Tears filled Tessa's eyes from her head being hit, but she kept them in. It was only a natural reaction. The hit had forced her tears out, but she willed herself not to cry.

Will was at her side immediately. "At least you got us a point," Will smiled. Tessa felt weird butterflies in her stomach at Will's gentle smile. It was rare when he gave one of those out.

"How?" Tessa asked, struggling to stand up with Will's help.

"The ball hit you and went back over. Jessamine was too busy laughing to defend her spot."

Tessa laughed. The world spun around her and black spots filled her vision. Will eyed her concernedly. "Do you want to sit out?" he asked. Tessa shook her head. It only made it worse, but she bit her lip and nodded. Soon, her vision stopped spinning and Tessa focused again.

Sebastian was serving now, and Adele bumped it to Wren, who spiked it over the net, even though he was in the back row. Luckily, Will dove for it and passed it to Sebastian who set it perfectly to Tessa.

Tessa eyed the ball that was slowly losing altitude and jumped up. Her hand reached back and just as she was about to slam the ball down on Jessamine, she tipped it over instead.

Jessamine who had backed up because she thought Tessa was going to spike it, dove for the ball, but was too late and landed on her face. Will chuckled and Tessa couldn't help but grin.

…

"And she landed flat on her face because she tried to get the ball," Tessa laughed. She was Lucie Manette again and telling them the story of volleyball. Tessa was a little careless, telling her fans about a personal story, but it was too good not to. Tessa slipped her thumb into the pocket of her dark blue jeans. "Anyways. Whoever made those Lucie Manette shirts and sent one to me, thank you so much. I'm wearing it right now!"

Tessa was wearing that Lucie Manette shirt. It was a loose top, with smooth fabric. It reminded Tessa much of a crop top, but Tessa wouldn't wear that. The shirt flowed down to her knees and was white. The name Lucie Manette was in the middle, written in gold calligraphy. "This might be insane, but I actually like the rain," Tessa admitted. "So those of you who hate the rain because it blocks you from having fun, go to a friend's house! There's nothing stopping you from drinking a nice cup of hot chocolate and listening to some songs! I actually made a song for you guys, so here it is!" Tessa pressed a button and her song came on.

It was her song about Will. Angsty, dramatic and filled with flair, the song was probably one of Tessa's best. It was time for Tessa to leave and she took her navy pea coat that was draped on her chair.

Tessa's phone buzzed. Tessa froze immediately, taking her phone out of her jacket pocket. Cecily was rapping her knuckles smartly on the soundproof glass that blocked Tessa and Cecily, but Tessa ignored her.

She checked her text.

It read: I know who you are, Lucie Manette. Your secret is going to be revealed, and what will happen when people know you lied to them? Tricked them? Everything you said on your show was a farce. It's not like Bookworm Tessa does those things. You little wench. Hypocrite. Liar. You give inspiration to others, but you don't do those things yourself. How can you live knowing you lie to thousands of people? They deserve the truth, so I'll give it to them. Goodbye, Lucie Manette.

And Tessa's phone slid through her fingers, falling to the ground below.

Dun. Dun. DUUUNN!

I'm going to write the one-shot. It's up now! Idk. Review, Favourite, Follow! I don't know if you noticed but i spell honour with a U and favourite with a U.

Yes I am Canadian.

NO i don't say EH or AY at the end of every sentence. I have no idea what the heck a Canadian accent is.