"Shit." I sighed. Of course, I, the most intelligent human being had forgotten to write down everything I had been told. So, I had the books I needed I just… had absolutely no idea what to do. Or what exams to study for, or what homework needed to be done. What a great first impression.
I'd just ask somebody.
I checked my phone. Of course, me getting into the 'popular' group didn't mean that I got any of their phone numbers. I was screwed.
Though maybe…
Clary did live really close by. I could just pop in, say hi, avoid her brother, get the homework and leave. Yes. That sounded simple.
I left the house, telling my mother I'd be back shortly. I walked the dark streets until I got to Clary's house. When I was about to ring the doorbell, my instincts kicked in.
I had spent many years hiding from bullies, and from my experiences, Sebastian was the kind of guy I really wanted to avoid. And if he answered the door, then I might as well just wet myself.
But how else could I get in?
The garden.
I didn't even think how or what I was going to when I got outside Clary's widow, but I was already jumping over the fence and crossing the wet grass. But I saw a man standing right outside the window I was going to… throw rocks at or whatever.
What was he doing there? Oh no. Was Clary getting robbed? Should I scream? Call the police?
But then I saw the window open and Clary's head pop out of the window. She smiled down at the man and waved. I frowned. What the hell was going on?
Suddenly, Clary threw herself out of the window. I held back a scream. Was she insane? But, to my utter surprise, she landed softly in the man's arm. She laughed softly as he put ther back on her feet on the ground.
And that's when she saw me. Her mouth made a perfect 'o' shape and she nodded towards me. The man turned around with a puzzled face. We both gasped when we saw each other. It was unmistakable. The strong build, stubborn jaw, gold eyes. The man was Jace Herondale.
"Uh… Clary?" I squeak, searching for an explanation. She smiles softly at me, though Jace seems annoyed as all hell.
"But… You're uh… sneaking out? But you're so… good!" I search for a word and end up using the same one Isabelle had used to describe her. I just couldn't comprehend what exactly was going on.
That was when she looked me dead in the eye and said,
"Forget what you thought. Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught." She said it in the softest, most hypnotizing whisper I had ever heard. "So just turn around and forget what you saw, cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught." She said like a mantra, a rule; something to live by.
She turned around and grabbed Jace's hand. She threw me one quick wink before running away to… wherever the hell they were going and left me gormless in her garden.
Well, so much for my homework.