Clary's POV:

We spent the rest of the day at the beach playing volleyball, avoiding Daniel, playing with Max and having water fights. Eventually we had to leave when Max fell asleep and the tide came in. It was the next week and we were back at school. It was Wednesday and we were getting a new sociology teacher today. The first lesson flew past and then it was time for art. I sat by Izzy and Jace who were already there. Izzy brought out her phone and started to show the pictures of me wrapped in a towel from when we went to the beach. I snickered. I looked ridiculous and you could see Daniels disappointed face in background.

The door opened and the teacher walked in, followed by someone but we ignored them.

"...complete idiot Clary. His eyes practically fell out his head when you came out, soaking wet," Izzy said and I laughed.

"Well I'd rather I didn't get ogled at the beach, hence the towel," I replied and the teacher cleared her throat.

"Something you'd like to share with the class?" She asked.

"Well yes actually. We were at the beach and Clary-" Izzy started but I clapped a hand over her mouth.

"Absolutely nothing at all, please continue," I said and removed my hand. Izzy remained silent but stuck her tongue out.

"...new student. He just moved here as his dad got a job," the teacher was saying. We all looked up and Izzy and I exploded into laughter. The new student was Daniel. Izzy was howling, her face flushed. My body was shaking and I put my head down on the desk.

"Girls! Why are you laughing!" The teacher shouted.

"Because... that's the... the guy that ogled Clary at... at the beach," Izzy managed to choke out. Daniel turned ruby red and I laughed even harder. He was a nerd. A classified nerd with gamer T-shirts and everything. A bit like Simon actually. It was so funny because he was completely different at the beach. He was confident and didn't look like a nerd. He was actually pretty fit at the beach. Jace looked annoyed.

"Clary wrapped herself in a towel for two hours because of you!" He accused Daniel. The class sniggered. Daniel looked uncomfortable.

"Ok leave him alone guys," I said, biting my lip so I didn't laugh again. He shot me a grateful smile and I had to look away before I exploded. The rest of class was spent painting pictures of nature. I ignored Daniel, less I burst out laughing again.

In gym we carried on doing dance and at lunch Jon came up to me and asked about Daniel and my art lesson. Izzy happily filled him in with the story of the beach and the art lesson. When it came to the drooling part he clenched his fists.

"It's fine Jon," I calmed him. "We embarrassed him enough in front of everyone," Jon nodded tightly before walking off.

"If Daniel's killed then it's not my fault!" Izzy said, laughing. I nodded. The bell rang then and we all headed to sociology. A man stood at the front. He wore glasses, has a greying beard and wore jeans and a shirt. We all sat down in a row of three. I was in the middle, Izzy and Jace on either side of me.

The last person in was Daniel. He walked up to the teacher at the front and started talking to him. They looked pretty similar actually.

"Oh god," I said and the other two turned towards me. "Our new teacher is Daniel's dad," I explained, taking Jace's hand. Izzy snorted and Jace rolled his eyes. Daniel was sent to the spare seat in the front row.

"Alright class. My name is Mr Elmont. I am your new sociology teacher. This term we shall be starting crime, why it is committed, who the guilty party is and what each person should have done." He said and plugged his laptop in. He brought up a picture of a man and I grabbed Jace's hand. He squeezed it back.

"Does anyone know who this is?" He asked.

"Sebastian Verlac!" Someone said, raising their hand.

"Very good. Now. Sebastian was in the news for the crimes he has committed. They were murder, rape, abuse, drug dealing, pressuring others to do his dirty work and a final few items of abduction and attempted abduction. I have a clip we can watch about his latest attack on a group of teenagers." Izzy and Jace were holding me in my seat. If I ran then they would know it was me. If they saw the clip then they would know it was me. I was trapped. I saw that Nathan, Jake and Evey were in this class as well.

"All the faces apart from Sebastian's have been blurred out but that won't affect anything,"

"Calm down. Stop being so tense!" Izzy whispered. Jace stuck his elbow in my back and hit a pressure point. I immediately relaxed my muscles and I had to stop them from smacking onto the desk.

The clip came up. It was of the party were I had shot at him. You couldn't see anyone's faces and the quality was poor. The one thing that could give me away was my voice. The clip started from when I was pushed up against a tree and everyone came pouring out the house. I watched, seething, as I fought Sebastian off, kicking his legs out from under him. Jordan called the police. Sebastian said he only wanted to talk to me about the debt he owed me.

"Who was it?" I asked and Sebastian smiled his sick, twisted smile.

"Me," he said. I watched as I fought him, kicking and screaming and asking why he did it. I closed my eyes when he pointed the gun at Jace and revealed my scars to everyone. Everyone in the class gasped as well and I tightened my grip on Jace's hand, a tear rolling down my cheek. I didn't watch the part when I had had to pretend to give nearly give him a blowjob and then grabbed the gun. I opened my eyes when the police arrived. I watched as I asked why and he told me he wanted me. My mouth went dry when I saw myself shoot at his feet. I looked dangerous. I looked like a killer, like the assassin I was trained to be. The clip ended and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"You ok?" Jace asked. I gave a small nod and Jace wiped the tear away with his thumb quickly before anyone saw.

"What can we tell about the girl?" My name had been beeped out in the clip as had everyone else's.

"She's fit!" Someone yelled.

"She's troubled,"

"She has a rocky past,"

"You can say the last one again," I muttered under my breath.

"What else?" Mr Elmont asked. "We know that she was held against her will, that she was trained to be a killer again by her better judgement and that Sebastian owe'd her a debt. We don't know what for as the clip doesn't say it. We can also tell that she isn't completely cold hearted as she wouldn't kill him but it may only have been since the police were there. We know that she is highly trained, scarred mentally and physically by Sebastian and has seen things we can not begin to imagine."

Mr Elmont wrote the things on the board in bullet points.

"Now. Was the girl right to let him live?" He asked. There were several different answers. Izzy, Jace and I didn't answer any questions. My mind flashed back to the meeting we had had at the CIA.

"Where did you get this footage?" I asked loudly. The class fell silent.

"It wasn't in the news, there are no other clips, this was a private affair. Most likely kept hush hush by the CIA due to Verlac's many crimes!" I pointed out. "Judging by the quality of this footage it was taken on a mobile and edited poorly. This has not been put on as an act and it is very real. I can tell by those guns. They are M-9 shotguns (au: I made that up) which are unreliable, can go off at any moment and always have a bullet in them as they retain one untill the next pack is loaded so that you don't run out." I pointed out. Mr Elmont's grey eyes met mine across the room.

"And your point is?" He asked.

"There is no possible way for you to have gotten this footage." I spoke with a new found confidence and an even deeper hatred for Sebastian.