A/N
I can't believe people like the fic! Thanks so much for the support!
To Clearmoonlight:
I know Clary is kind of OOC with her 'girliness', but don't worry she still has her ripped jeans and band tees! It's the first day so I thought she could dress up a little. And plus in this fic her and Isabelle have been friends for years so some of her style has rubbed off on Clary! Hope you enjoy her later fashions!
~Gifted
Chapter 2: First Day
By the time we got to school it was only 8:07 and students were still milling around the parking lot. When I pulled into where Jon usually parks his Porsche, everyone was gawking at my new car. I smiled slightly and we both stepped out of the car and all the girls looked immediately to Jon. A few freshmen girls giggled and whispered to each other. On the other hand once the boys were done gawking at my car they looked at me, mouths in small 'o' shapes. I got my bag and placed it on my shoulder to look for any familiar faces.
"Clary!" a voice I recognized immediately yelled, I turned in their direction and came face to face with one of my best friends, Isabelle Lightwood. I smiled and walked to meet her half way after locking my car and making sure the hood was up. Once we were close enough she wrapped her arms around me and I did the same.
"Izzy! You look amazing," and this was true Isabelle was wearing designer blue 5" heels with a bright black skater skirt and a tank top with sequences to match her heels with her hair was in perfect beach waves and just the right amount of make up acquitted with smokey eye, "but of course I wouldn't expect nothing less from THE Isabelle Lightwood."
She smiled to me and said exactly what I told Jon earlier, "I approve," I returned her smile and turned to see that Jon had gone off with his football buddies. Amongst them I saw numerous familiar faces like Alec Lightwood—Isabelle's brother—, Jordan Kyle and his girlfriend Maia Roberts, Raphael Santiago, Meliorn Marigold, Sebastian Verlac and a few others that I've known from the constant raids on my kitchen in the summer and even before then. But there was one I didn't know with blonde hair, that was almost gold in the sunlight, who's face I couldn't see because his back was to me. I shrugged it off and looked away. Vaguely aware of Isabelle telling me about Paris and giving a nod or 'mhmm' when necessary.
I continued to look around and found the faces of a few other people I knew. I saw Sebastian's cousin, Aline Penhallow, with her girlfriend Helen Blackthorn talking to Magnus Bane, Alec's boyfriend. But no matter how hard I look I couldn't find the one face I was looking for.
"Hey Iz?" I questioned, stopping her mid sentence.
"Yeah Clare?" she replied noticing my head still looking around the parking lot even as the crowds of students started to thin out.
"Have you seen Simon today?"
"No actually," she replied with a slight frown as we both began to notice that it was just the two of us and a few other students.
As if on cue Simon's silver BMW came zooming into the parking lot and once it was parked a flustered looking Simon emerged, breathing somewhat heavily. Simon had on his usual jeans and gamer t-shirt paired with high top black converse. His glasses we're even more askew than average.
"Simon!" Isabelle and I yelled at the same time as he threw his bag onto one shoulder.
Though we weren't completely surprised, Simon had a habit of sleeping in late though not usually on the first day of school.
Just as Simon caught up to us the bell for homeroom blared out and as the three of us walked in, he began to tell his tale of playing Call of Duty all night and rushing to not be late. We laughed at his usual antics and he glared playfully at us. When we got to the hallway where the junior homerooms were in Isabelle and Simon went to homeroom together while I was left to go it alone, even if it was only one class away. I walked in and got to my seat just as soon as the late bell rang.
I thought I was the last one before Meliorn came in and sat in the empty seat next to me. I gave him a friendly smile and he returned it.
"Hey Clary, you're looking," he paused to scan my body, "good," he said with a sly smirk. I rolled my eyes. He was always trying to flirt with me, ever since freshman year.
"Thanks," I responded. In truth Meliorn wasn't a bad guy he just got around to much for my liking. And no offense but I'm not one of those girls who likes the guy to have hair as long as hers. We talked about our summers before the teacher, Mr. Whitelaw, came in took attendance and soon let us talk amongst ourselves.
Meliorn told me he would be the kicker for football again this year, he was the varsity kicker as a sophomore and junior varsity as a freshman so I wasn't surprised by this. I smiled at the way his eyes lit up when he was talking about football. Soon the bell rang just as Meliorn finished his story about how he sprained his ankle when he was 14.
Meliorn and I said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. I found Isabelle and Simon standing rather closely to one and other and talking in quiet tones. Before I could wonder what that was about the jumped apart and began to exchange schedules. I sighed in relief when I realized we had some classes together. They went like this:
Clarissa Morgenstern:
Period 1: AP English ~
Period 2: Calculus ~
Period 3: American History ~
LUNCH BREAK
Period 5: Art ~
Period 6: Gym ~
Period 7: Physics ~
Period 8: Spanish III ~
Isabelle Lightwood:
Period 1: Physics ~
Period 2: Spanish III ~
Period 3: Calculus ~
LUNCH BREAK
Period 5: Theater Arts III ~
Period 6: Gym ~
Period 7: American History ~
Period 8: AP English ~
Simon Lewis:
Period 1: AP English ~
Period 2: French III ~
Period 3: Calculus ~ Mr. Whitelaw
LUNCH BREAK
Period 5: Advanced Animation ~ Mr. Fairchild
Period 6: Gym ~
Period 7: Physics ~
Period 8: American History ~
I smiled slightly, we had lunch together—of course because it was not as packed as a regular school everyone had lunch at the same time— and gym. I already knew we would also be sharing these two periods with Jon and Magnus, since that's almost always how it went. At least my schedule would allow me to see my friends throughout the day.
Simon and I headed towards English while Isabelle strutted, confident and proud in her 5" heels, to her physics class. In the shirt walk there Simon told me about his 'epic online accomplishments' last nightthat made him late for school. He told me about the new cheat codes he found for Grand Theft Auto 5 and I whacked him in the arm and shouted, "Cheater! I actually beat the entire story mode without using any of your stupid codes," he put a hand over his heart dramatically.
"Stupid, I can't believe you Clarissa, do you know how difficult it is to get the cops off your ass when you have 6 stars!?" He practically shrieked as we finally made it to Ms. Graymark's class room. I rolled my eyes at his antics and stepped in, only to meet golden eyes in the second row, previously speaking to Kaelie. I was frozen, and if not for Simon I would have stopped right there and continued to stare. His conversation stopped when his eyes met mine. I was the first to break eye contact when Simon pushed me lightly in the back and I followed him to two empty seats in the forth row.
"What was that all about," Simon questioned be wee took our seats and put our bags on the floor.
"Nothing," I replied, perhaps a little too quickly. I looked back to the front of the class just as Ms. Graymark came in, a light blush on my cheeks. I smiled slightly, Ms. Graymark was one of my favorite teachers and the sister of the football coach Mr. Graymark.
She look to me and Simon and smiled, one which we returned politely. After the boring entry of what would be happening this year Ms. Greymark let us talk and answered any questions we had about new year. I stole a few glances at the golden eyed boy, and once or twice o even caught him looking back. When I caught his eye I gave him a playful smile, and he'd wink or smirk back.
Once the bell finally rang I was off to Calculus with while Simon headed to French with . We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. I took the long way to class to drop off my English textbook in my locker and made my way to class.
Jace:
Second period and I'm already lost, I thought to myself dryly. Screw it, time to stop and ask directions. I was wondering by now when I saw the red head from my English class walking in my direction.
I walked over to her, "Hey Red," I greeted with a flirtatious smirk on my face. As I approached her I raked my eyes over her body, she had a pretty nice ass, and was dressed like someone that my 'cousin' Isabelle would be friends with. She looked up at me and this close—about arms length—I could see how short she was, even with heels on,
"What did you just call me?" she replied none too politely, "I have a name."
"And I'd love to hear exactly what it is," I responded, smirk still in my face.
"It's Clary," she told me, the polite smile returning in the slightest. Though I could tell she was trying to force it away.
Hmm, it fits her, I thought to myself with an inward smile.
"Well Clary, I'm Jace" I began, "And I'm new here and I seem to have lost my way. Think you can help me out?" I asked politely.
Her smile softened, "Sure, where are you going?"
"217, Mr. Whitelaw," in that second I could have swore her eyes widened, ever so slightly, for a moment before they went back to normal.
She cleared her throat, "I can take you," she paused, "I'm actually headed there right now," by then the bell sounded and we headed towards class.
When we entered the class I held the door for Clary, a habit I picked up from my upbringing. She smiled politely as a thanks. After fully stepping in we were greeted by a short pudgy man with salt and pepper hair and gray eyes.
"Ah," he began, "Miss Morgenstern, how nice of you to finally join us."
"Hey, Mr Whitelaw sorry about that I was helping the new kid find his way," she threw a thumb over her shoulder towards me, and I smirked.
"And who is this?" He looked at me as if he didn't see me standing there before —I was quiet offended since my presence seemed to always light up the room, and barely went unnoticed. So I stepped up.
"Jonathan Herondale," I stated proudly, "but I prefer Jace."
"Well Mr. Herondale, you can take your seat next to Clarissa." My brows furrowed momentarily before Clary gestured me to follow her to two seats at the back of the class.
She sat to my right and I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Clarissa, I like it."
He cheeks flushed a bright red and she shivered slightly at my breath on her ear.
"Thanks," she replied quickly before tuning to her bag and producing a sketchbook and a pencil.
And that was it, she spent the rest of the period drawing. But whenever I attempted to look at what it was she'd block my view with her bright red hair.
And for some reason the only thing I could think of when I looked at her —hunched over her sketchbook with a wistful smile and flowing red hair— was, beautiful.
Clary:
When the bell rang I finally looked at my sketchbook to see that I had drawn angel wings that were beginning to burn from the bottom. I smiled at an quickly stuffed it back in my bag before Jace could see it. Jace. I knew his type cocky, bad boy, full of himself, ego bigger than his head, and way too good looking for his own good. I frowned slightly to myself as I walked out of the class room and headed to American History. I knew his type all too well, because I fell in love with it.
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By the time I was out of history I had finally gotten my thoughts together and away from him. And no not Jace. Maia was in that class with me, so talking about her and Jordan's summer ah-hem, 'activities' helped me get my mind off of things. We were on our way to drop off our American history textbooks in our lockers and then head to lunch. We went over to our usual table and found Isabelle, Jordan, Simon, and Magnus already there. Of course Maia took the free seat next to Jordan while I sat next to Isabelle.
"Hey Clare Bear," Magus greeted with a wide smile. As usual he was covered in glitter, but underneath the shimmering layers he was wearing tight black leather pants —not the shiny ones —a royal blue button down shirt, a leather jacket and royal blue toms to match. His hair was up in its usual black spikes with royal blue tips and, of course, glitter.
"Hey Mags," I replied, a smile just as large, "how was your summer?"
He looked across the lunch room, and following his gaze I caught sight of Alec buying his lunch with Jon and...Jace? Well Jon did say a new kid was looking to join the football team. And Jace certainly had the physique for it. No Clary, I scolded myself silently, you're not going down that road again. I turned back to Magnus instead.
"Rather eventful," he responded, putting a sensual emphasis on 'eventful'.
I rolled my eyes, "I believe that."
He winked at me and began talking to Isabelle about their annual school year kickoff party.
"Hey Kyle," I said turning my attention to the boy with the hazel-green eyes.
"Sup Morgenstern," he replied with a friendly lopsided smile. "What'd you do this summer?"
I blushed as he knowingly smiled at me. I had go down to Florida for a couple of weeks and really hit it off with this guy. And in conclusion we may or may not have did a few things on the beach. Don't get me wrong I'm not a slut or anything but I have had my fair share of boyfriends. So apparently Jordan had heard about my summer from Maia.
He popped a grape, from little plastic tupperware container Maia had just pulled out of her bag. Blush still on my face I asked, "Well what did you not do this summer?"
He choked on the grape.
I smirked as Jordan turned to Maia with wide eyes.
"You told her?!" Maia smiled sweetly back at him and leant over to kiss him on the cheek.
"It's okay Jordan, Clary won't say anything to anyone. Will you Clare-Bear?" I shook my head and pulled an innocent face with the sweetest smile I could muster. I heard Simon snicker.
"Maia, Clary is evil she—"
"Most certainly will use whatever information she has whenever she gets the chance," A voice I've known forever said from over my shoulder.
I turned my head up and around to look at him, "Johnny!" I said standing up and hugging him dramatically, giving him a glossy kiss on the cheek. I noticed the turkey sandwich and pudding cup in his hand. "You brought me lunch," I sighed, letting him go, "you're truly the best." I wiped a fake tear from my face as I sat down and Alec—who'd emerged from behind him— sat next to his boyfriend and Jon sat next to me.
"Please Clary, there's no need to say what everyone already knows," he smirked and took the empty seat next to me. I put my feet on his lap and stuck my tongue out at him.
When I was half way done with the sandwich —Jon told me Claudia had made it and he picked it up for me— a new face join the group, well semi-new.
"Hey Jace," Jon greeted as I eyed him curiously and he did the same to me.
"Jace!" Isabelle stated rather loudly, "where the hell have you been all day? I was looking for you everywhere" She told him dramatically, leaning against Simon's shoulder, who was currently talking to Jordan about the new Halo that came out.
"Wait," I interrupted confused, "do you to know each other."
"Well duh, don't you remember Clare? The cousin I told you was moving here?"
"This is the cousin?!" I exclaimed shocked, pointing a finger at Jace, "from the way you described him I thought he'd be—" I stopped myself from saying nerdy and douchey.
Jace noticed, "Thought I'd be..." He trailed off with a wave of his hand urging me to finish.
"Nothing," I muttered.
Jace shrugged and let it go, which I was grateful for. I decided to leave the rest of my sandwich uneaten and move into my pudding. Sadly I realized that I didn't have a spoon, and that I really didn't feel like getting up.
"Jon, do you love me?"
He turned to me, mildly confused, "Of course."
"Do you love me enough to get me a spoon for my chocolate pudding?" I widened my eyes innocently and stuck out my bottom lip.
Snickers came from around the table, even Jace. Jon got up with a sigh and pushed my feet to the floor with a quiet thump.
When he was a couple of yards away Jace spoke up, "So how long have you and Jon been a thing?" He asked curiously, with an undertone I couldn't place.
I literally laughed out loud along with Isabelle, Alec, Magnus, Simon, Jordan, and Maia. Simon even let out a little snort from how hard he was laughing. Jace sat there confused.
"Dude, seriously, they're brother and sister. Have you not looked at their eyes?" Jordan spoke up, still with a light laugh to his voice.
Jace's eyes widened for a second before he composed his features. "Well from how they were acting you'd think they were together," Jace mumble, crossing his arms over his chest childishly.
By now Jon had returned, spoon in hand. He looked at the pouting Jace, "What happened?" He pointed the spoon at me accusingly as he sat down.
"Why is it always me? Why can't it be Mags for once?" Magnus smirked at me and gave a glittery wink.
"Because you're known to cause trouble Clare-Bear."
It was my turn to cross my arms and pout, but then I remember pudding.
I ate my pudding and the rest of lunch continued with light conversation and party planning.
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5th period rolled around and we all went our separate ways. I found that I had art with Aline who was talented in her own way. She was known for her hand pantings. Literally, she stuck her hands in paint and would make a beautiful creation of different colors. She was good with a pen and paper too but paint was her thing.
After spending the whole period chatting with her about the summer and drawing little things in our sketchbooks.
When the bell rang we went our separate ways, her to history while I made my way to gym.
I already knew that I had gym with Isabelle and Simon but I smiled when I saw Magnus there, along with Jace and Jon.
I sighed, this was going to be a long year.
Since it was the first day we weren't changing, and we got to go outside and just hang out on the football field and bleachers. There was a couple making out underneath but now nobody —not even seemed to care. About 15 minutes after class started Magnus, Isabelle, and I started getting bored with Jon and Jace's conversations about football and their current rock, paper, scissors tournament—Simon included.
So Isabelle got up and connected her iPod to the beats pill she had in her bag for cheerleading.
Soon Bang Bang by Jessie J was blasting through the speaker. I smiled and we collected everyone and got them to the football field. Everyone was singing along and dancing and I smiled to myself. My mood lightened tenfold.
This is definitely going to be a great year.
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The rest of the day passed by rather uneventful and in no time it Izzy and I had to head to cheer practice.
We met at my locker and headed to the locker room, gym and school bags in hand. We picked up the list for girls who wanted to try out on the way there.
20 girls had signed up and there was one room for two.
This was gonna be tough.
A/N
I know its been kind of a while but how hope the chapter makes up for it!
~Gifted