A.N./ Hey guys! Well, I decided one review was enough. Also I'm itching to write some more. I'm hoping you like it! I don't have a total plan on where I'm taking the story just yet; I'll just have to see where it takes me while I write it. Also sorry for the wait, for those of you who are waiting, I had this 6:30 hour dance intensives last week and was way too tired to write.
Anyways, on to the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot. Everything else goes to the fantabulous Cassandra Clare.
Also the rating might change in later chapters. Just letting you know.
C p.o.v.
I step out of the car, and start to make the journey past the sea of people to the doors of the school. Some familiar faces, some not. I quickly head to the office to get my schedule for the year. Chemistry, Trigonometry, English Honors, World History honors, Lunch, Art, Gym, and my last period is a Free period. Not too shabby this year. I take my schedule and head out to my locker and hopefully, Izzy and Simon.
I get to my locker and just finish putting my stuff away, close my locker and hit a human wall. I look up to see golden eyes and hair staring back at me. Jace Herondale. The infuriatingly gorgeous Jace Herondale. His face is a mask of surprise for a split second then changes back to his usual smirk.
"What where you're going short stuff, don't want you to get lost." He says with his usual teasingly seductive voice. He is such an asshat, but such a hot asshat.
"You were the one who ran into me!" I snap back at him. "I was just standing here!"
He just looks at me with his usual arrogance. God, I hate him.
"Well then you better move, Red." He whispers in my ear. I involuntarily shiver.
No! Don't do that! Don't let him affect you!
I just stand there as the blush creeps up on me, heating my cheeks a darker red than my hair.
Jace Herondale is something else. With his Angel like face and God like body, he is one of the most beautiful people I have ever met. Of course, his ego is just as big as his beauty, which then makes him a total jerk. He's the biggest player in our grade, probably even in our school. He always has some bimbo hanging on his arm. He just uses them then throws them away like they're trash.
He's always been mean to me, ever since I moved here. I don't think he likes that I stole some attention from him. He never gives up an opportunity to irritate me.
"But you don't want him to stop." A voice in my head says.
"What!? Of course I want him to stop. I want him to leave me alone. Forever."
"Oh really? Is that why you basically drool over him every chance you get? Or those dreams you-"
"Stop it! I will not take this from a voice in my own head! I do not have feelings for Jace Herondale! He is a pig who should not be allowed to live on this Earth!"
As I stop arguing with myself I realize I've been standing here at my locker for a full minute and hurry to find my friends.
I found Izzy and Simon with some of our other friends.
Maia Roberts, who has caramel skin, brown hair, and brown eyes. She is currently breaking the PDA code with her boyfriend, and one of our other friends, Jordan Kyle.
Jordan is tall, olive skinned, with dark curly hair and hazel eyes. He is also a part of Simon's band. He's the lead singer.
I catch up to them all just in time to see Jace sauntering over with Alec in tow.
"God, he is the most infuriating guy I have ever met!" I exclaim, exasperated.
"Try having to live with him. It's even worse." Izzy replies, after looking away from Simon long enough to notice my present.
"I would hate having to live with that jerk, Izzy." Simon chimes in.
"You're so understanding…" Izzy trails off as she and Simon zone out into each other again.
"I-" I'm cut off by the warning bell. Sighing I bid farewell to my friends and head to my homeroom.
My first few classes weren't that bad, I was lucky that my friends were in some. Then came English. Which, so wonderfully, I have with Jace. Who coincidentally, also is assigned the seat next to me. Great.
Once the teacher, Mrs. Blackthorn, turns away and begins her beginning of the year lesson, I take out my sketchbook and begin to draw.
"Normally people pay attention during class." Jess remarks, looking at my book.
I startle, then collect myself before answering him.
"Says you, you're going to tell me to pay attention?" I reply back.
"Yes I am, as much as I love your drawing of me."
What!?
I look down and notice that, in fact, I did draw Jace, as an angel. I wasn't really paying attention to what I was drawing, I just did it.
My face starts to burn as red as my hair which Jace snickers. I quickly close my sketchbook and keep my eyes on the board and Mrs. Blackthorn for the rest of the period.
When the bell rings, I quickly gather my stuff as fast as I can and head to leave, my a hang catches my wrist before I can bolt.
"Hey! Short Stuff, hold on a second, lemme see your schedule before you leave."
I huff out an irritated breath before I hand over my schedule.
He studies it before smirking and handing it back.
"Well, looks like we'll be spending a lot of time together this year, we've got every other class together."
Again, what!?
I inwardly, and maybe a little bit outwardly, groan. I'm going to have to deal with him for five or six periods every day!? The school obviously hates me.
"Now you can see my pretty face for more than half the school day!"
"Oh great, I can't wait!" My voice oozing with sarcasm.
"That's the spirit!" He says, completely ignoring my sarcasm.
I stuff my schedule back into my back and head out, to my next class, which wonderfully, I share with Jace.
After successfully getting through all of my classes, and lunch, where I got to see more of Jordan and Maia breaking the school's PDA rules, and Simon and Izzy, being as close as possible without actually kissing; I get to have my free period. I head to the courtyard in the back of the school where I love to sit and draw.
After I just get into the zone, I'm again startled by the wonderous Jace Herondale.
"Drawing some more pictures of me, Red?"
"You wish, Blondie. What are you doing out here anyways. Do you have nothing better to do than come and bug me?"
"As sad as I am to say, I also enjoy this spot. I come out here to think."
"Well, think without using your mouth." I snap back at him.
He smirks and goes over to lie down under this big oak tree. The shadow it casts on him is so perfect, I can't help but draw it. Or do you just want an excuse to stare at him? I stop myself from having another fight with myself and continue drawing. Unconsciously, I stop drawing the tree altogether, and just continue to draw Jace. The curve of his jaw, the way his amber eyes catch the light. How his T-shirt hugs his most likely washboard abs. The way his jeans… WOAH! Clary! Again with this! How many times do you have to remind yourself. You do NOT like Jace. He is an arrogant prick who just plays girls and breaks their hearts! I shake my head to clear my Jace-like thoughts and find him looking over my shoulder and the sketch I did of him.
"So, the fan art continues, could you just not resist my God-like looks?" He teases.
Once again my face goes bright red.
"I-I uh…" I stammer. What has gotten over me? Why am I getting all tongue tied?
He chuckles then walks back to grab his backpack as the bell rings.
"Well, see ya tomorrow Shorty." He says.
"Uh- uh yeah." My speech is award worthy today.
He smirks at me before he goes back inside, not before I catch a glimpse of a real emotion in his eyes. I didn't have enough time to figure out what it was, but it was off setting.
I quickly grab my stuff and head to my locker to grab my things before walking to my car. I throw my stuff in the passenger seat before getting in on my side. I check my phone before I leave. One new message from my mom.
Hope your first day is going well, love you sweetie.
Xoxo Mom
I text back a quick reply then start the car and head out of the parking lot to get home.
This is going to be a loooonng year. I think in my mind.
A./N. Sooo what do ya think!? Love/hate/like it? I will take them all!
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Mari