Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare
New York Institute
2013
Maryse sighed. "Well the Institute is required to be a home for Shadowhunters under age so your room will be ready in a few minutes. She speed walked down the hall.
"Well I have to be somewhere so bye" Clary tugged on Jace's shirt.
"Really where." I fake smiled, knowing a lie when i hear one.
"Anywhere but here," She said under her breath.
"I heard that" I said in a sing-song voice. I walked own the hallway to the weapons room. Izzy's voice floated down the hall.
"Clary that was mean!" She exclaimed.
"I'm not gonna sugar coat it, I don't like him." Clary responded. I picked up a seraph blade and examined it as i heard footsteps coming nearer. Izzy appeared in the doorway.
"We're going to our friend Magnus's Banes house. Want to come?" She asked. Magnus what is he doing here?, I thought. I nodded and followed her out. On my way I purposely bumped into Clary. A sketchpad fell out of her hand. She glared at me, her red hair falling over her face as she bent down.
The girl with red hair, I thought