I am so sorry that I have not been uploading lately since I have swim lessons and I have reading programs ;-; next month starting on July 10 to maybe two weeks after that day won't be posting at all since I am going on a camping trip! To be honest I am more of an inside person in the city :3 but I will enjoy the running, who doesn't love running! Anyways who ever signed up in the past few weeks are soon to be seen In The story soon! I may have to make the series go by faster so I can start a new story that will be called "The Choosing" it will be a mix of two stories including TMI and something else (it's a secret/surprise!) I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS XP well let's get to the story! So i will be doing that new story while i write this one so just a heads up! As i write "The Choosing", DO NOT THINK THAT THIS STORY IS DONE!

Last Chapter...". I had drawn the boy I have vowed to hate for the rest of my life. I had drawn Jace Christopher Wayland."

Clary Pov

I blankly stare at my hand.

A feel something poke the right side of my ribs. The touch is so light that it sends shivers across my spine. Jace used to do that...when i wasn't listening during class-

"Clarissa Morgenstern. Have you been paying attention to a single thing i have been saying?" My teacher says to me with a glare. I look at Jullian who gives me an apologetic expression that say: Sorry, i tried to warn you that you were next. "I am guessing that look from you is a no." The teacher sighs and explains to me that i need to introduce myself to the class. However, i had to do that while standing up in the front...

I slowly walk up to the front of the class and i take my spot in front of the whiteboard that had leftover markings from the markers that had been used on it in the past. I try my best to keep my distance away from the board where art books were displayed on the narrow shelf, connected to the board. To my left is where the teacher is sitting at her desk impatiently, waiting for me to speak. I fiddle with my hands behind my back nervously.

"My name is Clarissa Morgenstern but please call me Clary. I am in this specific art class because i hope to have my career as an artist as soon as i hopefully graduate from 'here." I say but i let the ''here'' in my sentence trail off as soon as i see a boy with black hair and dark eyes, nearly black, checking me out as he stares at me intently. He is cute...

I slowly walk back to my seat as i immediately start daydreaming about the Black-Haired Boy. Why couldnt have drawn him instead of Jace?

TIME SKIP TO LUNCH!

Jace's POV

"Clary...Clary...Clary...doesnt that have a nice ring to it?" I hear a voice say from my table of friends. I realize that it was Sebastian's voice. I feel my face turn into a scowl. "She is pretty cute. But then all red-heads are supposed to be hot. If she was taller, then i would consider to take her to bed maybe? But maybe take her on a date first then crush her heart? She was staring at me almost all through Art History Class."

He better not hurt her. I already regretted hurting her. I cant stand the fact of letting her get hurt again. I will never again let her leave my life. But then it was me who had left her life...

I slam my lunch try on the table and i slump down into a seat. But then i see a familiar raven-haired girl stalk towards me in anger. Izzy. She pushes he out of my seat and she sits down in my seat with a smirk. I roll my eyes as i return her with my signature smirk. "Izzy. What a pleasure to see you again." I say to her, still smirking. Wow. This woman hasnt changed a bit! The way she dresses and looks! I can already tell that her attitude is the same. But this time, she hates me for hurting Clary.

I then see Clary quietly walk up to the empty seat next to Izzy. I groan as soon as i see RatBoy sit across from Izzy with a smile. I walk up towards Clart and i grab her arm with her inner arm faced upwards. I gasp slightly. I see a picture drawn by pen of..me. But it was the old me where is still had only the slightest detail of freckles and the flecks of gold in my eyes. I look down at Clary with the question in my eyes. But then i immediatly get smack in my right cheek by Izzy. God, it was obviously easy to know that Izzy had been the one who smacked me for one reason: Her Nails.

"Look, Rock Star, stay away from Clary or you will meet these nails in your sleep." Izzy retorts to me with a glare. Clary pulls back her hand roughly and gives me her own glare. I see Sebastian slide up next to Clary with his 'charming' smile. Or at least thats what he calls it. I notice that the top two buttons of his shirt had been undone just to show off a part of his chest. I roll my eyes in annoyance.

"Clary is it? I am Sebastian from your Art History Class? I am having the urge to get to know you better so are you free after school on Friday?" Sebastian asks Clary. She is staring into his eyes with admiration, forgetting all her hate for me. As Clary hears the word 'Friday' i see her eyes sparkle.

I stare, lost into her emerald green eyes. The last time i saw them sparkle like this was when i saw her cry as ii watched her from my window in my mom's car. But this time, this kind of sparkle meant: She was in love.

I groan as she nods excitedly and as Izzy squeals in excitement. I watch Seb as he hands her a piece of paper.

No, Sebastian cant have Clary. She belongs to me, the one who wont ever break her heart again! I think to myself in anger as i stomp to my seat and i start to eat my food.

So are their any suggestions to what i should add to the story? Dont worry i am most likely going to add the character in the next few chapters but for the people who signed their characters up already, you guys can suggest on how your characters can join this story! See you next time and dont forget to keep an eye out for the new story. And yes, it has Clace and Sizzy drama and fluff :3 Caio!