Chapter 2
New York Institute
2013
"Henry's invention worked." I muttered in disbelief. It must've been a time machine, I thought.
"Who's Henry," The angel boy asked. "Better yet who are you?"
"I'm William Herondale, but you can call me Will." I smirked.
"I'm Jace Herondale, but you can call me Jace." Jace replied flipping his golden hair.
"I'm Izzy," The pretty girl smiled. "And that's Alec, my brother."
"I'm Maryse Lightwood," The woman said. I took a sudden step back.
"You're a Lightwood," I spat, in disgust. Maryse looked confused.
"Yes." She frowned straightening up. A man walked into the room.
"Maryse I finished my last case… Wait who's this?" He looked straight at me.
"Who was your great grandfather?" I demanded to know, looking at the man.
"Gideon Lightwood," He replied.
"Oh good your Gideon and Sophie's grandchildren." I sighed. "I'm William Herondale" I said cheerfully. "I'm from the past."
"Did you know your great grandfather's my friend?" I smiled.
"Maryse what is he on?" He asked. Maryse shrugged.
"I'm not high." I shook my head angrily. The man stepped out of the room uncomfortably.
"Oh well" I shrugged. "His great grandfather was an ass anyway,"
Jace stifled a laugh.
"Suddenly I don't doubt he's Jace's great grandfather" Izzy stated.
Suddenly something slammed into me. I turned around. A red headed girl stared at me.
"I know I'm irresistible but please try to control yourself" I smirked. The girl glared at me and introduced herself.
"I'm Clary and you must be Mr. Over Confident." She glared walking next to Jace.