HEY GUYS! BEEN A WHILE! When ya'll are done reading this chapter there is a note at the bottom (: Also this is going to be in Clary's view. OH! Well throughout the story you'll see numbers, at the bottom it explains what they are.

Disclaimer: Don't own mortal instruments! Or Jace… sigh..

Simon gingerly sat down in the seat next to me, still in shock from seeing Mrs. Lightwood. I had to suppress a laugh from how hilarious he looked; pale face, eyes wide, mouth agape. I pictured him as a cat I seen on a website. (1)

"Simon breatheeeee, chelllllllllllll." I told him in a mock high voice I had mastered by hanging around his druggy friends.

"I- Is- Uh.. C-Clary. Shit. N- Is… She… Here?" he asked. I looked at him with questioning eyes. He sounded like he was hyperventilating and looked as if he would collapse any second. "Clary. I need to know. Please. EHMAGAD. Is my hair okay?! Shit I should've worn my contacts today. EHHHH"

"The fuck Simon. I told you to chill. NOT THE OPPOSITE!" He was about to talk but I quickly shoved some of the chocolate bar I had in my hand into his mouth. "SHHHHHHHH don't speak," seductively saying this as a joke from a movie (2), "Now. Yes she's here. Maryse would NEVER leave her children behind with… Robert… But she isn't at school today, alright? Plus why are you flipping out so much about how you look? It's IZZY. Ya know? Our FRIEND from who knows how long."

"Yeah, but," still trying to chew the king size bar of Hersheys, "like you said. It's Izzy. I KNOW you know that I had a crush on her since I was 10."

"Hehehe, yeah…" I stare off into space and get lost in my memories.

"CLARY!"

"SHIT! SI! WHAT THE HELL!"

"You weren't listening to me. It WAS important, but I guess it doesn't matter anymore." He sighed and I instantly felt terrible.

"I'm so sorry. What was it? Tell me please. I'll listen, give my input, the whole enchiprada!" Once I finished saying the last part, he burst out laughing. Me being the amazing friend I was I "lightly' hit his arm and feigned anger. "What?" He held up his bony index finger and hunched over to suppress the pain he was getting in his stomach. I smirked at his pain. GOOD.

"OH JESUS! Okay hehe first off, my dearest Clarissa," I glared at him using my full name, "it is actually ENCHILADA not enchiprada. The fuck is that anyway? Sounds like a Mexican purse brand that you can eat! Secondly, I was joking. There was nothing important, but ya know how I like to mess with you. It's entertaining to watch you look sorry. EL O EL!" The only thing I did was glare at him and murmur, "Hoe," to him.

"What were you thinking about anyways? Seemed pretty… intense."

"Ehhhh. It's just that Iz sounds different. I haven't actually skyped her since the first year she moved."

"Well-" Simon was cut off by Maryse closing the door after the last student strolling into the classroom. "We'll talk later yeah?" I nodded and motioned him to face towards the front, not wanting to get in trouble. Not that Mrs. Lightwood would ACTUALLY punish me. She was talking about how Great Expectation's and Crime and Punishment were our next reading projects in order write our research paper over humanities. OH MA GAD YES! I thought sarcastically, mocking Gabriel Iglesias voice (3). I tuned her out and went back to thinking about what I was thinking about before Simon interrupted. Izzy. The last time I had seen her, she had on a pink, floor length, floral skirt, a blue polka-dot shirt, and purple converse. She was chubby, and shy. She always got teased, but she would NEVER let that get to her. I loved and admired her for that. But progressively, I sensed a change in her. She seemed… confident. More outgoing. She had new boyfriends every other week. It was.. strange. NOT that Izzy wasn't beautiful, because she was. Extremely. She had long ink black hair and charcoal eyes. Fair skin and tiny, yet plump lips. Her legs were long and muscular. I always envied her for her height.

"Hey, Clare." Simon whispered, trying to be as quiet as possible and passing me a note. As soon as my hands curled around the ball of paper, I put it on my desk and un-crumpled it. Hey Annie, why don't you quit looking at me, it's kinda rude to stare. I looked up and around to see who had written this. I was sort of confused on the whole "Annie' thing, considering my name was most certainly NOT Annie. I also hadn't realized I was staring at anyone, intentionally that is. I looked up to see a head start to turn and met a pair of eyes. Oh Raziel, no.

SO YEAH… I got hit with inspiration.. kinda weird. Considering tomorrow is my writing and reading STAAR exam and I should be sleeping by now, it is short. Sorry for that. I also apologize for telling ya'll I wasn't going to continue this story. ANYWAYSSSS. Yeh hoped ya'll liked it! (: I love you guys

(1) For the picture of Simon being all shocked, google image "surprised cat" and it's the first cat that's slightly leaning back.

(2) To whoever freaking finds the movie that does that I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER! I know what it looks like, but I can't figure out what movie.

(3) If you haven't already seen Fluffy, GO SEE HIM! I absolutely love him.

Well GOODNIGHT LOVELIES!

-Nemi