Clary's POV:
...? My brother? Is alive? I... I don't even know. We were sitting at lunch when the sluts came up to us.
"Hey Johnny," they smiled and I felt sick. "You know she's dating Jace," they said about me and I rolled my eyes.
"I think I know who my sister is dating," Jonathan put his arm around my shoulder. The sluts smiled at me then. Apparently I was no competition and I would be able to aid their missions to get to Jonathan. I looked at Jonathan's clothes and groaned. He was one of the Jocks.
"What's the matter sis?" Jonathan asked and I shook my head.
"Never mind. I need to talk to you," I grabbed his hand and pulled him out the cafeteria. He led me down a corridor and we passed a group of boys. As we passed on of them smacked my but. I rounded on him but Jonathan got there first. He grabbed the boy by the throat and pushed him against the lockers. I cocked my head. Jonathan's stance was good but he needed to lock his legs in place.
"How dare you do that to my sister?" He growled and I smirked at his protectiveness. The boy cowered away from Jonathan and I decided to step in.
"Jon? Could you leave him alone?" I asked and Jonathan looked at me. "Please?" I batted my eyelashes. Jonathan faltered
"Ok?" It sounded like a question. Jonathan put the boy down.
"Thank you," the boy whispered and I cracked my knuckles and then my neck before punching him in the stomach. He doubled up and I kicked him between the legs. He grunted and fell to the floor.
"Well done sis. What did you want to talk to me about?" My brother asked.
"I don't remember." I said, heading back to the cafeteria. The bell rang and I grabbed my bag before heading to music, holding Jace's hand and flanked by Jonathan and his friends. I pulled Izzy along so she wouldn't get caught up in the crowd.
Jace and Izzy left before me and I was walked to music by my brother and his posse. At the door Jonathan gave me a hug before walking off. I walked into the room to see people staring at me.
"What?" I snapped.
"That's Jonathan Morgernstern! He doesn't hug anyone, ever!" Someone told me. I shrugged. "Not even his girlfriend! Apparently he has a dead sister too!" I smirked.
"I'm not dead as you can see," I said and they gapped at me.
"You're Jonathan's sister?" I looked up to see Nathan, Jake and Evey. I nodded, gesturing for ten to sit by me. Once they had sat down the teacher walked in.
"Alright class. I hear we have a new student, come up here and identify yourself!" He told me. Identify? I felt like a parcel now. I walked up to the front and the teacher began to question me.
"Name?"
"Clary," he looked at me like I were a piece of dirt on his shoe.
"Full name?"
"Clary Morgernstern"
"As in Jonanthan Morgernsterns sister?" He had gone white. I wondered what Jon had done.
"Yep,"
"Can you play any instruments?" He asked.
"Piano and violin,"
"And," he asked drily, removing his spectacles. "I'm guessing the boys want to know if you have a boyfriend?" Sir looked in impressed by the boys lustful stares.
"Yep,"
"Is that all you say?"
"Nope." I bit my lip to refrain from laughing as he mumbled to himself about young people and the standards of today.
"Do you know anyone here, in this class?"
"Nathan, Jake and Evey."
Eventually the questions subsided and I was told to play a song on the violin and piano, one after the other.
I did and sir put me in a group with Evey and two boys called Luis and Sammy. They were sweet, nerdy looking boys. The looked nervous and flinched away from me when I sat down.
"I'm not going to bite!" I said and Evey rolled her eyes.
"Your brother picks on them!" She told me and I Gritted my teeth.
"Not any more."
We had to compose a song. We had a few ideas by the end of the lesson. When the bell rang I followed my group out the door. Immediately Jon grabbed Luis and Sammy but their tops. I growled at him.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked through clenched teeth. Jon looked up surprised. I smacked his hands off the guys shirts and pushed Jon down the hall. I gestured for Sammy and Luis to follow me. I led Jon to my locker. I could reach it fine but pretended I couldn't and asked Jon to open it. He did and stuck his head in.
"Hey I used to-" Crash! I smacked the locker door against his head. He yelled and pulled back. He was glaring, his eyes blazing. I rolled my eyes. Sebastian had been far worse.
"What was that for?" He rubbed his head.
"I'm sorry but if you are going to pick on people then pick on someone your own size," I pulled his head down to examine it. It was fine. Jon grunted.
"Now say sorry!" I said as though I was speaking to a five year old. He looked at Sammy and Luis who were standing there, mouths hanging open.
"I'm sorry," he muttered and I tutted, clicking my knuckles. "I'm sorry," he said a bit louder.
"I can't hear you!" I teased him.
"I'm sorry!" He yelled and grinned at me. "Happy?"
"Absolutely," I winked at the guys and got Jon to take me to Sociology .