Grayson's POV

It never occurred to me that going back to school after my dad's announcement would be any different from a normal school day, but as I walk down the hall on my way to History, I realize it was not going to be like any other day. Everyone keeps looking at me as if I am dressed as a clown and wearing a neon light that says "look at me".

It's not like my identity is some big secret. Grayson Herondale, son of famous burnt out rockstar Jace Herondale, that's how most people know me I guess. I really didn't think people my age would care about Rogue Kingdom getting back together, but apparently they do.

I try ignoring them as I keep walking when Macey Richter suddenly pops up in front of me with those big sparkling eyes.

"Hey Grayson" she smiles tilting her head a little bit.

"Macey!" I say surprised. I can't even believe this is happening right now. "how are you?"

"I'm fine" she nods, "I heard about your dad's band getting back together"

"Umm" I should have known it was about this. "Yeah..."

"That's so coool" she looks down.

"You like the band?" I wonder stepping a little closer and lean down slightly. I have never had to flirt with a girl before, but I got a few tips from Uncle Gage through the years.

"I'm obsessed with their new song!" She giggles.

"Maybe I could take you to a concert sometime" this was my chance.

"That would be awesome" the warning bell rings as she speaks, "see you later".

"See you" I say but shes already on her way to whatever class she has next.

My heart feels like it's about to pound its way out of my chest as I watch her dark locks move swiftly behind her.

"Duuudde" Rafael shoves me "that was unbelievable". I don't want to make a big deal out of it, but I am actually really excited. I continue walking with Raf by my side. "You really going to take her to a concert?"

I'm about to answer when a deep voice interrupts me. "Herondale!". I turn around to face Lachlan Freed. Everyone has turned their focus on us now. He used to be almost an entire head taller then me, but know we are almost the same height. He still looks down on me as if I am no more than the piece of gum he's always chewing. "I heard you just asked Macey out". I nod lifting my eyebrows as if to ask why he cares. "Well everyone here knows Macey is mine. So you better back off..." he shoves me and I slam into the lockers, "before I take you off like a scab". He pushes again before stepping away and leaving without a care in the world.

"You okay?" Raf asks as I recompose myself.

"You want an autograph or something?" I say a little too harshly to some people who are still staring. They scatter instantly and I shake my head. "I'll see you later" I sigh to Raf and continue on my way to class.


Clary's POV

Things have changed drastically since Jace's sudden return to the spotlight. It's a lot like before he took a break, but I didn't have 4 kids with school and extracurricular activities back then.

I went out with Logan to get some ice cream and was mobbed by paparazzi outside of the store. My old instincts kicked in and I carried Logan through the crowd. Jace rehired Bentley, the body guard we used to have when the twins were just a couple of years old. I complained that I didn't want a body guard, but he insisted it was for our safety and that it would just be until this all blows over.

The door opens and the slams closed. Izzy had her driver bring the kids home since everyone has been really busy lately. Everyone except Grayson, who has swimming practice and is going to Magnus and Alec's after. The hall is filled with "Hi mom" as they run past me and up the stairs to their rooms.

"Momma" I heard a soft voice from behind me. It was one of the twins, and by the tone of her voice it had to be Bree. Gina, the lady who helps us cook, clean and look after the kids, is making dinner while I check on some cookies in the oven

"Yeah sweet pea?" I turn to face her. She's in her uniform, with her shirt properly tucked in, her skirt crooked, one sock is taller than the other, and her hair, which had been perfectly braided this morning, is now a golden mess.

"Can I be homeschooled?" The words come out of her mouth and I am shocked. She's always loved school, my little social butterfly. And even though she isn't great in the academic side, she has never complained before.

"Where is his coming from?" I sit down in our breakfast nook and she joins me in silence. "You love school".

"No" she shakes her head, "I love my friends and I love dance. I don't love school". I know there's more to this story.

"Tell me what really happened Bree" I encourage. She sighs and reaches into her book bag that's still hanging from her shoulders. From one of the front pockets, she pulls out a piece of paper that has been folded a couple of times, and hands it to me without looking me in the eye. The paper is scratched and worn out, like it has been in her bag for some time now. I open the paper to a math test with a big red F on top and the words "must be signed by parent" underneath. Mia probably got an A, but I have never liked comparing the twins. I sigh deeply trying to stay clam. "We went through this" I remember spending a whole afternoon with her and Mia going over the multiplication tables, "I know you know this".

"I thought I knew it" she throws her hands in the air, "but apparently I didn't". I almost laugh at this statement. She's such a drama queen.

"So this is why you want to be homeschooled?" I change the topic slightly. "Just a bad grade".

"Not really..." she looks down. I knew something else was going on. "I want to act... and dance... and being stuck in school for 7 hours a day doesn't give me much time to do other things"

"You know that you can do all that and still do school" I push a loose strand of hair out of her face, "that's why we chose Bridgeway for you guys".

"Sooo..." she flutters her eyes the way she does when she wants something from Jace, which usually makes him melt and give her whatever she wants, but it doesn't work with me. "Can I please switch to full time student at the dance studio?"

"I am going to talk to your dad about it" I say not wanting to make a decision without Jace. She smiles knowing her dad gives her practically everything. "I am not saying yes" I explain before she gets any ideas, "I am just saying I have to talk to your dad about this".

"Ok" she smiles slightly before taking off.

"You going to have you hands full when Ms. Bree is teenager, Ms. Clary" Gina says from the kitchen in a heavy accent.

"Oh" I grab a mitten to pull the cookies out of the oven, "don't remind me". We both laugh.


Grayson's POV

After practice, I go over to Raf's house. We work on some homework, but eventually we end up in his basement playing video games.

"Can I play?" Max walks in.

"This really isn't a game for little kids Max" Raf says before I have a chance to speak.

"I am not a little kid" he pouts. This game is a little intense, but Raf is just doing it because he doesn't want him to play.

"Max?" Uncle Alec comes down and stops the fight that was brewing, "Daddy says you wanted to help with dinner". With that, Max leaves without any complain. He always likes cooking. "You guys finished your homework?"

"Yep" Raf and I answer in unison as we kill a zombie.

"Really?" Uncle Alec questions.

"We're almost done" Raf lies again, "we were just taking a break".

"I am going to believe you guys even though every single bone in my body is telling me not to" he's about to leave when I turn around.

"Hey Uncle Alec?" I ask, "do you know when my mom's coming to pick me up?"

"I think you're staying here tonight, bud" he explains, "your dad stayed at the studio after I left, so I'm guessing he's going to be home pretty late".

"Nice!" Raf cheers.

"Play while you can boys. I want the tv off by 9" he goes back upstairs and we continue with our game.


Jace's POV

After setting up some dates for press, I finally get home. The house is dark by now, and there are only a few lights on. After checking in the kids, I head up to my room and give Clary a deep kiss when I spot her in the bathroom. I haven't seen her since this morning.

"How was your day?" I ask and she sits on the edge of our bed.

"Well" she sighs, "Logan wasn't feeling well, so I let him stay home. Gray is staying at Alec's tonight. Mia got an A- on her science project and was belittling the teacher, and I had a pretty interesting conversation with Bree today"

"What happened with Bree?" I ask concerned.

"Well" Clary shuffles closer when I sit on the bed and start changing out of my clothes. "She asked me if she could be homeschooled, which seemed completely off to me. So she tried to convince me it was because she was failing, but I knew that wasn't it".

"So what was going on with her?"

"Apparently your daughter wants to start acting, which means she need more hours at the studio" Clary explains. I am surprised, but at the same time I am not. I knew Bree would eventually want to break into the business, but I wasn't expecting it just yet.

"Isn't that why we chose Bridgeway?" I wonder why the hesitation

"Yeah" she nods tracing my arm with her soft hands, "but I want her to show us she is ready for this".

"You're right babe" I kiss her head before we lie down, "We'll talk to her tomorrow"

"I love you" she chimes snuggling closer.

"I love you too" I wrap an arm around her before we both drift off to sleep.