Izzy's POV;

Clary rushed out the showers, damn, she washed fast, or maybe she forgot something. I quickly washed and wrapped a towel around me. everyone else seemed to like the water temperature today as no-ne else had got out. By the time I got to Clary she was getting her clothes out, ready to change. Maybe she needed deodorant. I put my hand on her shoulder to get her attention. Then everything happened at once:

Clary turned like lightning, pushing me away from her, what happened? She was now in the corner, scrunched up in a ball.

"S-seb-sebastian pl-please, d-don`t h-h-hurt me." She spoke between desperate sobs. Her hands unknowingly grasping for something on the floor. She looked scared silly. When she looked up though, she looked shocked to see me. I then realised that my mouth was open in shock, closing it, she shakily got up, sniffing quietly. The fear was replaced by a new type, to me.

"Clary, who did this to you?" I asked her shocked. It took her a second before she breathed out.

"I'm sorry Izzy, you weren`t meant to see that, you just reminded me of a bully at my school, he was a nightmare. Teased me all the time." She explained.

"Does Jon kn-"

"No, it`s all in the past, he doesn`t need to know about him."

"Clary, are you sure you`re alright? That`s not how someone reacts to a bully who teased them, you just practically begged him to not hurt you."

"So? Gosh Issabelle, you barely know me. how would you know how I react to stuff?!"I then realised where my place was, She was right, I hadn`t even properly known her yet I was already prying into her business. I just knew that Jon wanted me and her to be friends, I also wanted to be her friend too.

"Sorry I didn`t mean to pry-"

"Well you did. Now let`s just forget it okay and get changed." I remembered that we were both only in towels. We silently got changed once again. She was breathing heavily, calming herself. Silence hung in the air as thick as Clary's hair. But we didn`t have to suffer long though, as some loud girls came out of the showers, shouting lyrics to songs, still, it was preferable to the awkward silence between us.

Clary's POV;

I was thankful to the months of quick thinking excuses, otherwise, I would of sounded more unbelievable to Izzy, but I just hoped she didn`t tell Jon. I felt bad at shouting at her, but if I didn`t do that, she wouldn`t stop. She was being silent, guilty I suspected.

We got to the lunch queue quickly. We goy both our lunches, though hers didn`t really count as one. It was an apple and some salad. While I had pizza and chips.

"You`re not getting any salad Clary?" She questioned.

"No, why?"

"No reason." She replied quickly, looking at my pizza critically.

"Do you want some of my pizza." I asked her.

"No thanks, I'm on a diet." She answered. Great, the one person I`d even slightly befriended was one of those ' I'm on a diet even though I already look stunning'. Izzy led me on to a table which was probably known as the 'popular' table. There sat two other girls who both had salad, though they were both untouched. There was also Jon, Alec, Magnus and the golden boy, Jace. I sat down and started to tuck into my pizza.

"hmm, god, I've missed New York style pizza. It`s just not the same in L.A." I dreamily said, looking at Jon. He`d once tried the 'New York' style pizza over there. it didn't even last 3 seconds in his mouth until he was spitting it out. He uncontrollably shivered as my smirk grew wider.

"Finally, a girl is actually eating real food on this table." Jace groaned loudly, I blushed slightly at that, while he caught my eye and winked at me, making me even more scarlet. I saw in the corner of my eye Jon shooting him a warning glance. He ignored it though. The two other girls both tried to grab Jace`s attention though. The first one, who was a died red and looked like she was head cheerleader, picked up a slice of pepper and nibbled on the end. While the other, who was an icy blond, took a bite out of a carrot slice. The ice blond had fake curled hair that was put into a bun. With the colour and shape of her hair, and her pale-ish skin, she looked a bit like a sheep. she probably was one too. And I guessed that the died redhead, was the shepherd.

Two other girls joined our table. They introduced themselves as Aline and Helen. They were the only other girls who had brought any real food. I smiled at them.

Magnus soon took me to art. where we started a project on emotions. The teacher explained that in partners, we would be graded on six different art pieces. all representing different emotions. Magnus and I discussed what we wanted and soon enough the bell rang again and I was once again in homeroom. Izzy was once again on her phone. and too soon. The final bell rang, meaning I could go home. Football Try-outs were today so instead of waiting for Jon, I instead walked home.

A.N: I don`t know whether everyone knows what I mean by sheep. but it`s really big in my school. Basically, someone who is a sheep follows round someone else and copies what they do or have the same opinions on something. And the shepherd is the person they follow. I'm sorry that the chapter is a bit short but I was in the middle of writing a discussion between Clary and Magnus before I decided to wait till later. otherwise it looked as if she was prying too much into other peoples business. So I'm saving it for a later chapter. Thank you to all the people who`ve reviewed so far and please keep reviewing. I will have the next update on Tuesday.

-Ruby-

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