It's a new chapter! The story is based off Cassandra Clare's 's a description on Dylan.

Name: Dylan Marcus Treewood

Hair: Black

Eyes: Grey

Height: 6'2

Age: 17

Species: Shadowhunter

Personality: Secretive, careful, srtong minded, arrogant (an act?), free willed

Family: Mom- Julianne Caroline Marshfield Treewood, Father- Thomas (Tom) Gregory Treewood, Sister- Haley Elizabeth Treewood

Friends: Sage Harper, Mark Brooklyn, Darcey Ming

Love Interests: Sage Harper, Jamie Freegallow (ex)

ENJOY!

Sage walked out into the cold street. She felt the sudden cold and realized she didn't have her jacket. It must have been covered with blood from the night before.

She ran down a block and started calling for a cab. After two passed her up, one finally stopped adn she got in. She gave the driver, a scrawny man with shaggy hair and wrinkles so big that Sage was surprised his forehead didn't over lap his face, a ten dollar bill,"Drive me to 643 Waltin Street."

"You got it."

It took the driver only twenty minutesto get her home. She walked up the front steps and through the door.

"Mom? Dad? Steven? Is any body home?,"called Sage.

Sage's mom's head appeared around the kitchen door,"Sage?"

"Hey Mom."

Diane Harper ran toward her daughter and hugged her tight. When she put her down, she had anger written all over her face,"Where the hell have you been?"

"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean for you to get upset. I spent the night at Darcey's,"lied Sage.

Diane said,"And you didn't feel like calling me?"

"Sorry, Mom. I just thought you would have realized"

Diane sighed,"It's fine. Just go to your room for now."

Sage nodded and headed upstairs to her room. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed Darcey's number. She answered on the fourth ring.

"Hello?"

"Darcey?"

"Sage? Hey."

"Hey, Darce. If my mom calls, can you say I spent the night over there?,"asked Sage.

"Sure, no problem. Where were you last night?"

Sage thought for a moment and then said,"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Sage, please. I believed you when you told me a spider layed eggs in your pillow. I'll believe you on anything."

That was enough for Sage. She told Darcey everything- the werewolf attack, Dylan, the Institute, th fact that werewolves and vampires were real, Shadowhunters, Raziel, and the fact that she was a werewolf now.

Darcey was silent for a moment. It felt like forever before she spoke,"I believe you."

Sage was surprised,"You do?"

"Of course. I mean this would explain the deaths of those two teens last month. It could be the wolf that attacked you."

Sage smiled,"I'm so glad you believe me. I was affraid you wouldn't."

Sage heard Darcey laugh,"Well, I do."

Sage sighed and then heard Darcey stop laughing,"Darcey, is everything all right?"

"Um. Do you know when you'll change?"

"I think it will be on Thursday, the next full moon. Dylan said that I have to call to the pack when I change,"said Sage.

"Okay. Well, I have to go and be careful. Don't tell anyone what you are and don't attack any cats."

They both laughed.

"Okay. Bye, Darce."

"Lates, Sage."

Sage hung up and then called her boyfriend, Jason Franks. He answered on the second ring,"Sage?"

"Hey."

"Hey. What's up?"

"Oh, nothing really. I just felt like calling you. I was wondering if you wanted to meet up."

":Um, sorry, babe. I can't. I have to study."

Sage heard a little giggle in the background and a whisper of a girls voice,"I can't stay too long. So are we going to do it or not?"

"Really, Jason. Well, I think you should take sometime to study by yourself,"said Sage in a tough voice.

"What's that supposed to mean?,"asked Jason.

"It means were through. Have fun with your sluts, Jason,"Sage said and hung up the phone.

Woah, thought Sage, where the hell did that courage come from.

Sage looked down at her phone. She pulled out the number Dylan had given her and called it.

He answered on the first ring,"Hello?"

"Dylan?"

Sage could almost here the smirk grow on his face,"Well,well. If it isn't our little werewolf, Sage. What can I do for you."

"I had a few questions,"said Sage.

"Ask away."

"Can we discuss them over lunch,"asked Sage.

"Can't get enough of me, can you?,"said Dylan, slyly.

"Please,"Sage begged.

She heard Dylan sigh,"Sure. Where?"

Sage hadn't thought that far ahead,"I don't know? Where do you recommend?"

Dylan laughed,"Isn't the point of a date for the girl to choose the restraunt?"

Sage elt a blush start to creep up,"This isn't a date!"

Dyaln laughed,"Relax. I was just joking. I recommend Rookie's on Seventh Street."

"Okay, I'll meet you there in ten minutes."

"See you in ten."