Sooo School is back and I start sophomore year with 2 AP classes? Pretty scary to me… So in the first two weeks of school my kind teachers have already loaded up on homework like it's the end of the world as we know it… But I feel like procrastinating so that means you guys get a new chapter!

Here's a new chapter for all you people! Time for you guys to meet someone ;)

Happy Reading!

Previously…

While Sebastian and Clary were in their own little world, Jonathan sat there with an evil grin on his face, looking at them with his mind working double time. Time for a game plan! He thought. It was about time those two got together. And he had the perfect plan. Nothing was going to mess it up. Nothing!

Chapter 3- New Kids on the Block

Saturday Mornings were always busy in the house of the Frays'. Jocelyn woke up at the crack of dawn to make a nutritious meal for her two athletic kids. Luke was always a noon waker upper and so he was not to be bothered but Jonathan and Clary like to go on runs when the sun was rising. When she realized they were exercising without a decent breakfast, Jocelyn woke up earlier to feed them. Today she made them scrambled eggs, and pancakes. By the time the pancakes were done she heard footsteps going down the stairs.

"What is that heavenly smell?" Jonathan questioned with his head tilted up sniffing the air.

"It's your breakfast so sit down and eat while I go wake Clary." Jocelyn said and she made her way to her daughter's room. As she turned the knob, the early morning sunshine was peeping through the window, lighting up the whole room with a soft glow. The walls were painted a soft mint green with paper lanterns hanging down. The canopy bed hid the tiny girl who was laying in it with its draping forest like wisps. Clary had always wanted to visit a rain forest so that was her inspiration when she decorated her room, taking down the Lilo and Stitch theme that she had chosen when she was 4. Now the room was covered in soft green and brown pallets of color. Now matter how cold it got in the house, Clary's room was always warm and welcoming. Jocelyn smiled as she saw the giant oak tree Clary has painted on her wall. She knew Clary wanted to be an artist but didn't want to upset her brother or father in giving up soccer for art. But Jocelyn's opinion didn't matter. From what she saw, she knew Clary was happy, and that's all that mattered. She walked over to the bed and gently shook she daughter's shoulder slightly.

"Wake up sweetie. Jonathan's already up and eating." She said softly. Clary moaned and rubbed her eyes for them to open.

"Thanks for waking me up mom. I'll meet you guys down stairs." Clary mumbled still half asleep.

"Okay honey. Just hurry a bit. You know how Jon gets when he waits." Jocelyn left the room so Clary could get ready for the morning run. Clary rolled off the bed and walked into her bathroom to brush her teeth and tame her wild red mane. Then she went to change out of her jammies into black running shorts and a pink sports bra. Pink was not Clary's favorite color but it was super comfy so she decided to let the color choice slide. She pranced down the stares and plopped down in a chair where the kitchen island was and grabbed a plate of pancakes and eggs.

"Good god sis. You eat like a pig!" Jonathan joked.

"No I don't! And please, we all know you eat like a lawn mower" Clary grinned.

"It's true Jon. You ate my pancakes." Luke came down the stairs with a pouty face when he saw there we no more pancakes left.

"Sorry dad, but a growing boy needs his chow!" Jonathan laughed.

"Awww poor daddy! I'll give you my pancakes if you promise to come to my game on Friday!" Clary asked hoping her father would say yes. Luke was always working. He own his own weapon design company, making new weapons and technology for the military, but he always tried to make time for his family. His father was a workaholic and he sore not to be one either.

"I will most definitely try to make it honey, but you know I can't make you any promises." Luke said softly. He hated knowing that his daughter begged him to go to all of her games but he could only make it to a few of them.

"I know daddy. Here take my pancakes anyway, it's time to go now." Clary smiled trying to lighten the damped mood. Jonathan and Clary said goodbye to their parents and closed the front door behind them.

Jonathan sighed. "Clary, you know dad gets upset already when he knows you have a game and he can't make it. You just make him feel guiltier when you ask. I know you want him to go badly but you know his job… and… and…" He couldn't find the right words. He knew he was making Clary feel bad but she needed to stop asking. He did. And she needed too.

"Jon, I need him to go! You don't understand! When he's not there I feel like a piece of me is missing. I always look up at the bleachers to look for him, even if I know he won't be coming. I just need him okay?" Clary was frustrated. She knew Jonathan was right but he didn't know how she felt.

"I DON'T KNOW?" Jonathan shouted. "Stop acting like a baby for one minute and think about someone other then you! You don't think I need dad either? You don't think I do the exact same thing you do before the game starts? I stopped asking when he stopped coming, and I treasure each time he can make it, he knows it means a lot to me when he comes Clary. You're not the only one who needs him. I need him too so shut up and stop whinnying and let's start. We are already running late god damn it…" Jonathan hated to be late for anything at all. But what he hated more was yelling at his little sister. He loved her so much that if he could, he would lock her up in a castle and keep her safe forever. But he knew he couldn't. He had to teach her how to handle life, and how to deal with things when they don't go your way, he had to teach her things wither he liked it or not. There was no way in hell she was going to learn the hard things in life from others, they would crush her and she would learn to hate. But he rather her hate him for a moment then hate others, because he knew that he would always love her and she would always love him.

Clary looked at him in shock. He never yelled at her. Never. What he said made tears from in her eyes. She didn't think of it that way, he was right, but it hurt to realize the truth.

"umm… I'm gonna run to the store, I need to get stuff. You just go ahead and run the path we always do." Clary mumbled trying to hold back her tears.

"Clare-bear I'm sorry for yelling at you like that. I love you and you know I would never hurt you right?" Jonathan asked hoping to the Angels he hadn't crosses the line with his hissy fit.

"I know Jon. And I love you too. See ya in a few." Clary smiled and headed in the different direction Jonathan was running.

"Okay." Jonathan said awkwardly. He knew when Clary was upset she needed space.

Clary placed her headphones in and listened to stronger by Kelly Clarkson. Music really affected her mood. They could make her feel better when she was sad, or they could make all giggly and happy. She didn't like it when people just like songs that talked about hot girls or drugs or sex. She believed in listening to music that had meaning, she believed that the words in the song should matter more that what they do now. (My real opinion ) She ran past 4 houses when she saw a moving truck. It was in front of the nicest house on the block. Even though all the houses in the neighborhood and look relatively the same, this house gave off a royal vibe. It had that soft vanilla white with a creamy light blue trim. Her trained artistic eyes started to take in the details when she heard a loud clash! She ran over to the moving truck and peeked in.

"Are you okay?" She asked not know what made that noise are if she should be afraid. Than a boy, her age, stood up with his back facing her. He was lean but muscular. He wore tan khakis and a black V-neck. Clary recognized the outline of his body.

"Sebastian? Wha…. What are you doing?" Clary was confused? Was he moving in her neighborhood? Was he moving out? Clary yelled in her mind that the thought was stupid. How could he be moving out when he wasn't even living here?

"Hey Clary! I'm helping my aunt and her family move in. They just moved here from the other side of town. Come meet them!" Sebastian was surprised to see Clary this early. Not really though. He knew she went out for a jog every Saturday morning with Jonathan but they never went this way.

"Sure!" Clary smiled at the thought of meeting new people. New people always interested her.

"Alec! Come out here! I want you to meet someone!" Sebastian yelled.

"Yeah?" A tall and skinny boy walked out the front door. He had midnight black hair and crystal blue eyes. Clary stared right into them, imagining taking a swim in them.

"Alec, this is Clary Fray. She and her brother are my best friends. Clary, this is Alec, my cousin." Sebastian introduced them.

"Nice to meet you." Alec said. "You're in for trouble, my sister loves redheads. She thinks they are the best people to help makeover and dress like a Barbie doll." Alec smiled, from the way Clary looked she seemed very nice and kind, someone her was glad that Isabelle would hang out with rather that a handful of guys.

"Nice to meet you to Alec. I sort of look forward to meeting your sister?" Clary said not sure if she was to be intimidated by Alec's sister or not. Sebastian and Alec started to burst out into laugher.

Clary frowned. "What's so funny?"

Regaining his breath, Sebastian said, "no one looks forward to meeting Isabelle. No one." He started laughing again he remember the last time Isabelle met one of his friends. She insulted their style of clothing and made the guy cry. A guy? Yeah a guy.

"If you stay on her good side then you'll be fine. I think…" Alec thought about the people on the "good side list" for Isabelle. He only thought of him, sometimes Sebastian, his little brother Max, and rarely his adopted brother Jace.

Clary stood there with here eyes wide open. Was this chick gonna kill her?

"Don't worry Clary." Sebastian said, when he saw the look on her facing know it was the look she gave out when she was intimidated. "You'll be fine, as long as you don't act like Jace."

Before Clary could ask who Jace was, a voice behind her said, "Well of course no one should act like me Sebby dear, I'm god, their not."

Clary turned her head to see actually god. His golden hair shined like real gold in the morning light. And his eyes. His eyes. They looked like golden orbs. She stared into them, unable to look away. They captured her and didn't let her go. And she didn't want to be let go of.

Jace stared at the redhead shorty. Before that, he was in their new house getting all of Izzy's crap into her room. What kind of human needs a half of a moving van for a teenager's room? Well Izzy was no ordinary human. She was all drama and all sass. Jace rolled his eyes at the thought of how much stuff he needed to lug up the stairs. He hopped down the stairs and walked out the door to the van but stopped in his tracks when he saw her. Her? She's just a girl. He told himself. No girl could tame the Jace Lightwood. He heard Seb say his name and how she shouldn't act like him. What did he know? Sebastian was always jealous of Jace. He always got the girls, always had the nicest stuff, and was always cooler than him.

Before he thought about it, words slipped out of his mouth, "Well of course no one should act like me Sebby dear, I'm god, their not." He grinned when Sebastian glared at him.

But then his focus turned to the redhead girl standing in front of him. Her green eyes stared into his own eyes. She had the perfect body. Even thought she wasn't tall, she had curves like a goddess. She was wearing a pink sports bra that was not helping him think straight. And those legs, those beautiful gorgeous legs… He felt the heat rising to his checks. Thank the Angel that Jace Lightwood did not blush or he would be in trouble.

He snapped out of his world and decided to test the waters with this interesting girl. He put on his sensationally awesome smirk and said, "I'm Jace. And who might this beautiful redhead be?"

Clary knew from the smirk what kind of guy this Jace kid was. He was a player, a jerk, an asshat. She would not let him get to her. Not at all.

"I'm Clary. Nice to meet you all." Clary said with a smile. She wanted to play the role perfectly. This is going to be fun she thought. "I'm gonna go home and shower now. I hope to see you all soon!" She was about to turn and leave when Jace stepped in front on her.

"You should come back for lunch and meet the whole gang. We would love to have you." Jace smiled knowing that no girl could resist him.

"Yes Clary! Please come! Sebastian too! Mom is making a big lunch." Alec said.

Clary thought for a moment. "Okay. I'll come over after I shower and tell my brother."

"Bring Jonathan too," Sebastian said. "I want him to get to know my family as well."

"Okay." Clary said sweetly. She walked up to Sebastian and gave him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before jogging home.

Jace looked at Sebastian with a hateful stare. He wanted to get to know the girl who took his breath away. He wanted her. And what Jace Lightwood wants, he gets. And Sebastian? Well Jace didn't even consider him competition; he was just in the way. Jace grinned as he saw the tiny redheaded fade into the distance.

Sebastian watched as Clary jogged back home. He suddenly noticed Jace was watching her too. No fucking way…He thought. This dude would not take his girl. He would take down heaven and hell to be with Clary, and he would do whatever it took to be with her.

Oooooo! The plot is thickening! Hahaha what do you guys think? Opinions? Who do you guys want Clary to be with? YOUR OPINION COUNTS! I really don't know who she is going to choose so that choice will be yours! Choose wisely ;) Hope this was long enough for ya'll!

Until next time,

J