Clary and her brother Johnathon have just lost their father. Jocelyn, their mother, tells them that they can't stay in LA any longer and are moving closer to New York to be closer to family. While in New York, they learn about their family history and have to face a new boarding school, new friends, a new home, and new memories. You will see some Clace, Malec, Sizzy, and more.

DISCLAIMER – I do not own TMI or the characters, that honor goes to Cassie Clare

Chapter 1

"You know I will come with you," Simon says sitting next to his best friend. Clary picks out a spot on the swinging chair and pats the spot next to her for Simon to join her. He doesn't hesitate as he pushes off the ground. She places her head on his shoulder and curls her legs up to her chest. "My mom said it was okay as long as I keep in touch."

"I know Si. For some reason, it just doesn't feel real. Almost like I'm still waiting for him to come home from his business trip with his presents and stories." Johnathon knocks from the sliding glass doors that lead into the house and gestures for them to come inside. Clary smiles and nods at her brother. "Do you want to come inside?"

"Do you want me to come inside?" Simon asks instead. He knows that she only asked him to be polite and she fully expects him to stick around until dinner. Since Valentine passed he has spent more nights with her family than with his own.

She nudged him with her shoulder and let out a smirk. He decides to follow her inside so he can at least say hello to Joselyn and Johnathon. Clary locks the sliding door behind her and joins her family at the dining room table. "This one is for you sweetheart," Joselyn says handing Clary a postcard timestamped for last week.

"Africa ," Clary smiles. The postcard is from her father and a couple of his coworkers. They were working on a huge development project for the Clave. "Did they finish the new Institute at least?" Joselyn nods quietly. She stared at the photo until she memorized each and every person in it. Luke Garraway, who was Valentines closest partner and friend stood the closest to him. Luke comes home with Valentine for every holiday, stays with them every Christmas break, and always comes with presents. Robert Lightwood stands on the other side of him. For as long as Clary could remember, Robert has always been a part of the picture. She only met his family once before when her father took them to New York for the holidays when she was five. She notices there was one person missing from this picture. "Where did Stephen Herondale go?"

"Last I heard from Valentine he had to take some time off," Joselyn answers. "His wife passed last year and his son was taking it pretty hard."

"What's going to happen to them?" Simon asks for the first time since they went inside.

"Well Jace has been living with the Lightwoods since it happened," Johnathan answers instead. Johnathon and Jace had been best friends since her family had lived in New York. They didn't move to LA until Johnathon turned four, Clary was two. However, Johnathon goes to New York every summer for a month to visit him. "And Stephen has spent more time drinking and at strip clubs than anywhere else."

Silence filled the room and Clary put the photo on the fridge. Attaching one of her favorite magnets to the top of it to hold it secure. Her mother looked proud of her and even let a genuine smile through. Clary was only eleven years old right now but she knows exactly what happened to her family. Her mother has cried herself to sleep for the past five nights since the phone call came. Johnathon has spent a lot of time out of the house trying to take his mind off of everything, he was only fourteen right now but at least he would remember more about their father.

"So, Simon your mom called me this afternoon," Joselyn said eventually breaking the silence. Simon's face lit up. "You are more than welcome to come with us. I am sure you will love New York, and she said she plans to move with us as soon as she gets Rebecca settled at her new college."

"That's awesome," Clary ads with enthusiasm.

The next few months went by in a blur. The packing and unpacking became endless and the misery among them became prominent. They all were different knowing they would never see Valentine again, even his funeral went by without remorse. The tears came to pass and all that remained was this new place and new people.

Clary's new room was upstairs two doors down from Jonathon's while her mother was on the main floor where the master room was located. Simon stayed in the spare bedroom down the hallway from her mother. Their new house was bigger than the house she was used too in LA and with a few more bedrooms than they've ever had before. Luke even started coming around a lot more and usually slept in one of the spare rooms for days at a time. He said he loved being able to help us and was thinking about taking work closer to home. Even though he already lived in New York, he hardly ever spent any time at his place.

For a while, every night was a sleepover. They watched movies and ate bottomless tubs of popcorn, stayed up most nights until almost midnight, did homework together every day, and made fun of the cool kids at school silently while no one was watching. Clary was starting to see her mother get better and Jonathon became too cool to be seen around with.

Jonathon and Jace spent most of their time at the Lightwood Manor. The rest of us only spent time there during the holidays because the place was gigantic and incredibly nice.

When Simon and Clary graduated from middle school, eighth grade to be precise, Simon's mother and Rebecca made the move to New York to spend more time together. Simon's leaving Clary's house was a bummer but they still spent all their waking time together. Simon's mom made sure that the two houses were within walking distance of each other so they couldn't get lost. Since the two of them were going to be in Highschool now, they were granted the same freedoms as Jonathon had.

They went to Java Jones by themselves, and to the art store alone, and was even allowed to go to restaurants and take the subways alone. Jonathon made Clary promise not to follow him around in high school because he was going to be in the grade above them and it wasn't cool for his little sister to follow him around.

That changed over the next two years as Johnathon and Jace had developed their own "crew", and that means they have a posy of varsity athletes following them around with a large group of girls trying to get their attention. They no longer minded Clary asking him for help or talking to him at school, it was Johnathon's way of keeping the boys away from Clary.

Every morning at school Johnathon would walk Clary and Simon to their first period class, ask them if they needed anything, then stay with his crew the rest of the day, just like clockwork. Clary and Simon took most of the same classes except Clary took Gym, Math, and English, with the seniors because the Junior curriculum was "not challenging enough".

She was so excited to tell her brother about the advanced classes she ran right upstairs to his room, knocked twice, and heard moaning coming from behind it. He probably had another girl over. For some reason, Johnathon and Jace made a pact to see how many girls they could screw before the summer was over. I just categorized it as a senior boy thing and left them to their boy stuff. "Just a second Clary," she heard Johnathon yell from behind the door. There were a few things dropped, a couple of girly squeals, and a zipper being zipped before he opened up the door.

"You know you don't have to ruin the mood for me," Clary laughed looking at the blonde-haired girl facing Johnathon's back window. Clary noticed her as one of Isabell Lightwood's friends. Her and Izzy were close actually, since Jace and Johnathon "annoy" her, she spends her time she's not with her group of girls with Clary and Simon. They even go for coffee on the weekends and they help her do homework.

"I don't want you to think I'm unapproachable now do we?" Johnathon says grinning at her. Clary lets out a laugh. No matter what girl is in his bed he always makes it clear that I am more important. "What's up?"

"I'm taking three senior classes this year," Clary said smiling as wide as she could manage. The blonde behind Johnathon rolled her eyes. "I wanted to see if any of them were with you."

"Whacha got?" Johnathon said taking her schedule from her. He glanced over it wide eyed and laid his finger on a class towards the bottom. "We have gym together at the end of the day," he said gracefully. Clary took her paper back and nodded. "So… uh…" Johnathon pointed his eyes back to the blonde. "That's all?"

"That's all," Clary rolled her eyes. She closed the door for him and immediately heard a noise like a button falling off and the girly laughter that followed. She envied her brother's way of being loved by everyone but she came to realize she didn't need everyone. She just needed the people she had now.

The doorbell rang and she didn't think Johnathon was going to stop this time to open it so Clary when down to see who was at her house on a weekend. The second the door opened, she saw Jace, with a brunet on his arms. "Hey Clary," he said giggling. "Your brother?"

"Is busy," she finishes. "But I don't think he'll be much longer if you want to wait."

"Yeah," Jace says to the brunet, "I'll see you there baby." The brunet giggled something flirty and let go of him. She took the car sitting in the driveway, it had to be hers because it didn't look like Jace's. "Are you going to let me in?" he says after she's driven away.

"Right," Clary says moving from the middle of the doorway. Jace's eyes were a brilliant gold and he sure knew how to use them. Not to mention the golden hair he let grow longer than any typical male would. It worked for him and Jace knew it. He almost always wore jeans and a tee shirt that was slightly too small for him. "Who's the new chick?" Clary says slightly more salty than she intended. Jace brushed it off and smiled.

"Her name is Kaelie," he said proudly, "and she's a new student this year." They take spots on opposite couches and Jace pretends to be interested in the newspaper that lays on the table.

"What are you seeing her later tonight for?" Clary asked filling in the silence. She didn't expect Jace to really answer her but to her surprise, he did.

"Back to school party," he said like it was common knowledge. "It is at my house this year." By my house, he means the Lightwood manor because he's been staying with them since his mother had passed away. Since then, his father has dropped off the face of the earth and hasn't made contact in years, and Jace has made himself quite happy since then. "Did you want to come? Simon can too if he wants."

"Maybe," Clary says picking up her phone. She sent a quick text message to Simon about the party. Before Jace could say anything more he had already replied with a yes.

"I'm sure Izzy would love to help you get ready if you want to be there a little early." Jace has always looked at her like her brother's friends have always looked at her: with respect but strictly and I mean very strictly, off limits.

"That sounds great," I say. The conversation was interrupted by Johnathon coming down the stairs with the blonde two stairs behind him walking like a supermodel right by Clary and out the front door. He tapped fists with Jace and grabbed went to the kitchen for water.

"Hey man, Clary and Simon are joining the party tonight," Jace said laying back on the couch. Jonathon came back into the room with a blank face, totally ignoring his sister, eyes wide on Jace.

"Are you sure?" he asked finally acknowledging Clary.

"Yeah why not," Clary states, "what else am I going to do before school starts on Monday."

"That's the spirit," Jace says making his way to the front door. Johnathon nods at him that they will be out in a second and Jace leaves to meet them in Johnathon's car.

"It's just that," he starts at Clary, "everyone that goes has to participate in the famous truth or dare game, its tradition."

"I thought everyone chooses their own groups?" Clary asks.

"Well," Johnathon blushes. "I don't want you playing with anyone you don't feel comfortable with so you will play with whatever group I am in." Clary knows by the way his words come out that his mind is made up and she has no chance in changing it. She nods her head to say thank you and he adds, "Simon too, I would feel better if I could be there to help you in case either of you get uncomfortable."

She nods appreciating his protection and she follows him out the front door, locking it behind them. Jace already has the music on and loud enough to be heard from the front door. Johnathon slides into the driver's seat and puts a seatbelt on.

"Let's go," Jace says fixing his hair in the mirror.

I hope everyone enjoyed it! This is just the beginning. Let me know what you think! I would appreciate some ideas of your own and where I should take the story line! I want this to be something completely new and exciting!

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