Hey guys, SShinyEspeonn here with another chapter!

Fanfiction . net is finally cooperating and I can upload chapters by selecting a Microsoft Word file!

Summer vacation is also starting! Hazah!

Sorry for any mistakes.

ALSO: I changed the math teacher from Mr. Herondale to Mr. Carstairs after I realized that made no sense because Mr. Herondale is supposed to be in jail, so yeah.

DISCLAIMER: Even though I keep forgetting to say that TMI does not belong to me, TMI does not belong to me. You all should know this already. BUT! There may be some characters I create. Those would be mentioned in the Author's Note that I put after the story.

And after the huge disclaimer, enjoy the seventh chapter of Agent in High School!

Clary POV:

"Ms. Morgenstern, it's your first day here at our school, and you wind up in a fight!" Mrs. Whitewillow said. She's the principal of Alicante high, and she is a no-nonsense person. I would like her, if she wasn't scolding Sebastian, as I learned his name, and me.

As I heard Mrs. Whitewillow talk, I learned that Sebastian was a friend of Jace Lightwood and he got into a lot of fights. Apparently, he was undefeated. Until I came along and bet him up without breaking a sweat.

"Hey! Speaking of which, how the hell did a little girl like you beat me up? I bet it was pure luck," Sebastian said.

"It wasn't pure luck," I muttered. I thought I was quiet, and that no one heard me. I was wrong.

"What did you say, little red?" His face went red. "Wanna go again? I'll make sure to go easy on you, I normally don't go around beating girls up. This is a seldom sight, girl, pay attention."

He lunged at me once more. This time, my vision didn't go into what I like to call fighting mode. Instead of dodging him like I did before, I took the attack head on. Wow, he wasn't even as strong as the weakest AITs in the Institute. Sebastian pinned me to the wall.

He was smiling. "Got you."

With his guard down, I kneed him in his groin sending him off me stumbling. I walked closer and elbowed him in the face and punched him in his guts. Game over, again.

After another long lecture from the principal, we were finally set free.

Sebastian glared at me, then stomped away. I shrugged it off and went to room 206. Thanks to Mrs. Whitewillow, I missed art.

When I arrived at the classroom, I was the last student there. And the only seat left was the corner seat, closer to the blackboard and the teacher's desk. Fine by me. Also noticed Jace was on the back window side of the classroom, with a girl wearing barely any clothes hanging over him. I hate people like them.

As I moved closer to the desk that was left, everyone started whispering, pointing at me. Argh, this was one of the reasons on why I wanted to stay low.

Anyways, after I took my seat, Mr. Hodge came in.

"Okay, everyone, settle down. It's time for class, the bell rung already."

The students quieted down, and Mr. Hodge started talking about a pop quiz. Everyone groaned, except for me. Why?

Because I studied at the Institute, where it's not only one of the most hardcore places to train, but it's also one of the most hardcore places to study and learn things. I basically took college level courses at the Institute about an year before and been studying the stuff ever since, because there's a test every three months or so and if you have below a ninety percent, your kicked out. Harsh stuff.

Anyway, the teacher handed out quiz papers and I finished in about ten minutes. I stood up and walked up to the teacher's desk, where Mr. Hodge was drinking coffee and surfing the Internet. Everyone looked up. Bet he thought it would be a lot later until someone finished.

"Mr. Hodge? I finished the quiz." I said.

"What? Now? This was supposed to be the most difficult quiz I've given in this class, designed to last about a period even for the smartest student, yet you come here and tell me you're done in ten minutes? You better get a good grade on this, or I'm going to have to contact your parents about you not trying." Mr. Hodge seemed baffled to say the least. But he took my paper with a sigh and told me to sit at my desk for the rest of the class. Fun.

It was lunch, and I met up with Aline and her friends.

"Okay, Clary, you're finally here! What took you so long? Rhetorical, by the way. So, let me introduce you guys!" Aline said, hyped.

"Everyone, this is Clary. My, um, friend from when we were younger, but then I, uh, moved!" I gave a small wave.

"You're the girl from this morning, aren't you?! The one who bet up Sebastian? I just want to say thank you, for beating the jerk up for me. He stole my lunch money on Friday," a brown haired boy said. He wore a Star Wars t-shirt, worn out jeans, sneakers, and a pair of glasses.

"Hey, I think I saw you from Hodge's class? The one that finished his hell-quizzes in record time?" a raven haired girl said. She seemed like she belonged with more popular people, not the normal people like us. But she seemed nice.

"Shush!" Aline said. "Now, let me continue before I was rudely interrupted by the two love birds back there." The brown haired buy and the black haired girl blushed a shade of red similar to my hair color.

"The two love birds are Simon and Isabelle, the other brown haired girl is Maia, and the blonde haired girl is Helen, my girlfriend!"

We exchanged hello's and hi's, then we went inside the cafeteria and sat at a blank table. All of the group except for Helen and Isabelle went to get school lunch. I stayed at the table.

Helen and Isabelle took out their lunches and started eating. Isabelle noticed that I didn't take anything out to eat and that I didn't go to get school lunch.

"Hey, Clary. Do you have any food to eat?" Isabelle asked.

"No, I don't." I replied.

"Oh, you don't have to be formal around me or anything. And also, why don't you get school lunch if you don't have any of your own food to eat? I mean, it's disgusting and all, but I think it's better than eating nothing at all. Wait a moment, are you anorexic?" Isabelle started ranting on. After about a minute, she caught herself. "Oh, sorry, I tend to ramble on a lot. So, why aren't you eating lunch?"

"I'm not used to eating lunch," I said. Only half true, but it still has some truth. The Institute didn't serve lunch, only served breakfast and dinner. So I became accustomed to not eating lunch.

Isabelle looked at me weirdly, then went back to eating her lunch which consisted of a salad. I personally don't like salads, they're too much work for just a bit of fruits and veggies and maybe salad dressing.

Anyway, Aline, Simon, and Maia came back with trays of school lunch. They sat down around the table, and started chatting. It would've been awkward if I have not been from the Institute, but I was used to being left alone in conversations.

I decided to make use of this time and think about my mission.

To be completely honest, I had no idea on how to go about my mission. It wasn't like I could beat a bunch of people up to solve this, or solve a puzzle. No, it was more complicated. How would I keep an eye on Jace without being so obvious that it seems wrong, or look stalker-ish. This was going to be difficult.

A large thump sound broke me out of my reverie. Looking up, I saw Sebastian and Jace standing next to Isabelle. I didn't like how this looked.

"Hey Iz?" Jace said with a smirk. God, I hate him already.

"What do you want Jace?" Isabelle replied in an annoyed voice. "Better be something worth my time."

"Just wanted to tell you I can't drive you home today. Sebastian and I are going on a date." Jace said, nonchalantly.

"Wait, WHAT? YOU'RE GAY? I KNEW IT, YOU AREN'T INTERESTED IN ANY GIRLS!" Isabelle shouted. She seemed really happy for Jace. I had no idea what kind of relationship the two were in. Were they like friends, or acquaintances? I looked towards the direction of Jace, and he seemed pretty pissed.

"No, moron. I'm going on a double date. I'm going with Kaelie and Sebastian's going with Seelie. Sorry sis, you're going to have to either walk home, or catch a ride." And with that, the blonde walked off with his black haired friend.

I looked at Isabelle. She looked enraged, to say the least. Then, she looked at Simon. "I hate that I'm asking this of you, but can you drop me off at my house with your van?" she said.

"For the last time Izzy, the van is not mine, it's Eric's. But yes, I told him I had to use it today anyway."

"Thanks Si," Isabelle said. I tapped her on her shoulder, making her turn around to face me.

"Sorry if this is private or if you don't want to talk about it, but is Jace your brother?" I asked. Maybe I could get information on him.

"No, it's completely fine. Jace is actually adopted, and he has no idea who is parents are. He lives with my family, which is a huge pain in the neck."

Suddenly, I had a plan. I would get really close to Isabelle so that I could visit her house several times to keep an eye on Jace and make sure he doesn't find out who his birth parents are. Maybe this would work out.

The rest of the day was a blur, and I rushed out of school when the final bell rang. I had to go home fast, to formulate a plan to complete my mission.

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