Chapter 3.5
So I guess you could call this a half chapter, there go the .5. I'm going to add some of the chapters randomly throughout the story just so you can get an idea of what's going on with the other characters. Enjoy!
Alec
Alec shifted his weight nervously. He hated introducing himself and he hated the idea of being the new kid. Not because he didn't like people or anything random like that, he just didn't like being the center of attention. Unlike his brother and sister who both thrived on it. Alec preferred to stick to the shadows and blend in; it was just easier that way. Currently, he was standing in the hall with the school's principal, Mrs. Stark, and his new teacher, Mr. Kent, who was listening diligently to the principal as she spoke to him. With a nod the man went back into his classroom and a moment later Mrs. Stark was urging me into the class room.
As Alec entered the room was filled with hushed murmurs, making him even more uncomfortable. After introducing himself to the class Mr. Kent directed him to a seat by a red headed girl. Relieved, Alec quickly went to his new seat and just and sat down.
"Hi, I'm Clary." Alec heard from his right. He turned toward the red headed girl, Clary, and smiled just as the teacher started in with the day's lesson over ancient Egypt.
"What is your next class?" Alec had just stood up and turned to see Clary waiting for him, with her bag on her shoulder.
"Physics." Alec responded, surprised that she had stayed behind, but at the same time grateful.
"That's right across the hall from my next class. Mr. Jordan, right?" Alec nodded at the friendly redhead. "Follow me then, I can show you the way."
Alec smiled and followed the girl as she started towards the hallway. When they got to his next class he was thankful she had led him, he had been to a big school before but he wasn't familiar at all with this schools layout.
"Here you are." Clary said as the stopped in front of the room.
"Thank you."
Clary nodded and walked across the hall to her class. With a sigh, Alec walked into his physics class and walked up to where the teacher was standing at his desk.
"Hello, I'm Alec Lightwood. I'm new here." The teacher looked up at him and smiled.
"Yes, I just received an email from Principal Stark. It's nice to have, please just wait here a moment until the others are all in class."
Alec nodded and a minute later the bell rang signaling that second period had started.
"Class." Mr. Jordan said and the whispering came to an immediate standstill. "We have a new student joining us today, Alec Lightwood." Alec tried not to fidget too much as, once again, all the eyes in the room were trained on him. He was glad he only had to go through this today. Still feeling uneasy, Alec noticed a pair of golden eyes staring at him. Glancing over to their owner, Alec saw that they belonged to a boy with spiky black hair that had purple streaks in it and what looked like glitter.
"You can sit by Magnus, Alec." Mr. Jordan said as he pointed at the sparkly boy that had caught Alec's attention. Alec didn't know if he was relieved or weary of the idea of sitting by the boy that was smirking at him, but he did as the teacher said and went to the empty chair beside him.
"Hello, cutie." Magnus said with a smirk and his eyes gleaming as Alec sat down beside him. At a loss for words Alec opened his mouth and then turned his attention to the front of the room. Cursing himself for the little bit of heat that made it to his cheeks, even more so when he heard the boy beside him chuckle in amusement.
Magnus
As Magnus walked into his physics class he couldn't help but notice the black haired boy that stood by Mr. Jordan's desk and he felt curiosity strike him as he took his seat. He was thankful when the bell rang and the boy turned to face the class, looking very self-conscious as he did. He heard Mr. Jordan introduce the new boy as Alec Lightwood, but anything his teacher might have said beyond that was lost to Magnus as he got a better look at the nervous looking boy.
He had black hair that looked really soft and his skin was very pale, setting off the black in his hair even more. Alec's clothes were somewhat hideous, but none of that was what really struck Magnus's attention. The one feature the Magnus couldn't seem to help stare at was the boy's face. It was gentle looking, but had strong bone structure. But what really caught his attention even more so that the blush in the boy's cheeks and the curve of his lips was the color of his eyes. They were the most intense blue Magnus had ever seen and they were completely captivating.
Magnus felt oddly pleased when the physics teacher motioned Alec to sit by Magnus.
"Hello, cutie." Magnus said with a smirk, taking advantage of the few seconds before his teacher jumped into class. Alec turned to look at him with startled blue eyes and opened his mouth but then closed it again. Red was slowly spreading across his face and he quickly turned his head to the front of the room. Magnus couldn't help but chuckle at how cute the unnerved boy was. Much to his pleasure, the cute black haired, blue eyed boy was also in his next two classes. Albeit not right next to him, but he would take what he could get.
Jace
Jace hadn't been able to find his next class, so in frustration he had made his way back to the office only to be escorted by Mrs. Stark all the way to chemistry. He sighed as he followed her into his class room. Looking around the class as the principal introduced him, his eyes landed on a redheaded girl sitting by a boy with glasses. He noticed that she looked at him in curiosity and her brows furrowed a little when the principal announced his name and he couldn't help but wonder why.
Even though Jace acted as though he was scanning the room his gaze kept going to the redhead. He noticed she had pale skin and a dew light freckles across her nose and cheeks. Her eyes were a captivating green color that made it even harder to look away from her. What intrigued Jace even more was that unlike all of the other girls who were staring at him lustfully and practically drooling she was merely just curious. It was almost as if she didn't find anything interesting about him at all besides his name.
Going to his seat by the window he couldn't help but feel her gaze following him. He almost felt disappointed when she turned her attention back to the teacher at the front of the room.
Jace was oddly delighted that he was in her precalculus class and at lunch he couldn't help but notice she was sitting with the boy with the glasses and a sparkly semi-Asian looking boy. He also couldn't help but notice that when she smiled it lit up her face. During gym class he finally found out her name was Clary when his sister, Isabelle, was paired up with her before they started to play a short game of soccer. Jace was surprised at how good she was at soccer but was disappointed that he never got the chance to talk to her.
Still disappointed that he hadn't been able to talk to the redheaded girl yet he didn't notice the footsteps coming towards him as he returned to his last class. Suddenly he felt a small body run into his and then heard a thud. Looking down he was surprised to see Clary, who almost seemed to grimace a little as she shifted her weight.
"Crap, I'm sorry." Jace said, slightly embarrassed and yet excited at the same time.
"Don't worry about it; I should have paid more attention." Clary said as she looked up at him as he offered her his hand. For a split second she seemed surprised to see him but her face was once again slightly embarrassed as he helped her up. "Thank you."
"No problem." Jace said as he started to walk away but then paused a moment when he heard her footsteps go down the hall. He looked back a moment to see her shaking her head even as she entered the girls bathroom. Not wanting to make his teacher mad the first day he was at school he quickly turned back around and headed back to class.
Even though he tried, Jace couldn't get Clary off his mind the entire class period and kept staring at his hand, which was still warm from hers. He couldn't have been happier to get out of that class when the bell finally rang; he wanted nothing more at the moment than to go for a run and try to figure out why he was so curious of the redhead. In fact, Jace was in such a rush to get to his car where he knew his siblings were waiting for him that he almost didn't notice Clary standing in front of the gym. It wasn't until a girl called her name that Jace stopped where he was and turned to look at them.
Jace heard Clary great the girl and couldn't help but think her smile seemed forced.
"Hey, why don't you watch practice? We all miss you." Clary's smile seemed to waver for a second but stayed in place at the girl's question.
"Sorry, I have to get home." Clary sighed as she looked past her friend. She almost seemed sad.
"Are you going to try out for next year? You really should. I'm sure we could find ways to make sure you didn't have to do too complicated tumbling passes. That way you wouldn't hurt your ankle." The eagerness in her friend's voice brought Clary's attention back to the girl in front of her.
This time the smile did slip some from Clary's face as she answered almost hesitantly, "I don't know."
"Well, are you at least coming to the game tomorrow?" The girl seemed oblivious of the fact that her questions seemed to be making Clary uncomfortable.
"Yes. I wouldn't miss it." Clary said, her smile coming back some, only more genuine this time.
This seemed to satisfy the girl as they said goodbye and she trotted back into the gym. Turning around, so that Jace could see her full face, Clary's smile quickly disappeared from her face and she almost seemed troubled as she continued on her way to the doors. Furrowing his brows a little, Jace waited until she was outside before continuing on his way. Jace was both confused and surprised. He was confused and couldn't help wonder why Clary seemed so depressed by the conversation she had had with her friend, but he was also surprised to find out that she had been a cheerleader. What little he had been able to find out about her she most definitely didn't seem like the pom pom type of girl. She was full of surprises and this made Jace even more curious about her.
Simon
Simon smiled as Clary walked into their chemistry class and sat down beside him. "Hey, Fray, what's happening?" He greeted her while pushing his stupid glasses back up his nose. Clary shook her head at him in amusement but didn't get the chance to respond before the bell rang, signaling Mr. Banner to jump into chemical formulas. A good ten minutes into class the principal came into class follow by a golden haired boy that almost seemed smug. Mr. Banner nodded at Mrs. Stark and she introduced the boy as Jace Lightwood.
Simon could tell the girls in class were drooling over the new boy without even looking at them. He turned to say something to Clary and stopped as he saw that she was also staring at the boy. Only unlike most of their classmates, she seemed more curious of him than anything. Simon didn't know why, but this made him a little irritated. He was even more irritated when Jace was also in their precalculus class, but Clary didn't seem to really notice this time and this made him feel a little better.
At lunch Simon found his friends and sat down beside Clary, but his attention was quickly drawn to the doorway of the cafeteria. He couldn't help but stare as his eyes focused on a tall girl with long black hair. She was standing beside a black haired boy who was obviously her brother and Jace.
"Ow! What was that for?" Simon exclaimed as he rubbed his arm and look at Clary.
"You were about to drowned us all with the amount of drool coming out of your mouth." Magnus teased.
Simon could feel his cheeks getting red but chose to ignore it. "I- I don't know what you mean." He said, trying to not sound as embarrassed at he was.
"Yeah right, you were totally unclothing Isabelle Lightwood with your eyes right now." Magnus's were dancing as he laughed.
"I- I was not!" Simon said disdainfully. A little irritate with his friend as he inwardly cursed himself for blushing even more. "Besides, it's not like you weren't doing the same thing with her brothers." He shot back.
"That's true, but it's to be expected of me." Magnus smiled a devilish grin as he shrugged.
The two boys continued to bicker about the Lightwoods and other things and Simon felt a little bad when the bell rang to find that Clary had left and he hadn't even noticed. With a sigh he got up, threw away his trash, and left for his next class.
Isabelle
Isabelle paused in the doorway, surprised, as she saw Clary putting her one of her boots back on. Clary looked up at her and Isabelle heard her say something she couldn't hear as Clary quickly zipped her boot back up, but not quick enough for Isabelle to not see the bandage on her calf.
"Clary." Isabelle said confused as she looked at her new friend, who had just thrown something into the trash and was stuffing a tube back into her bag.
"Isabelle," Clary said, picking up her bag and trying to walk past to get to the door. Isabelle quickly reached out and grabbed Clary's arm before she could open the door.
"What do you want?" Clary's voice was light, but Isabelle could hear the strain in it. "I really need to get back to class."
"What's wrong with your leg?" Isabelle asked her friend, curious.
"Nothing." Clary quickly responded and turned away from her, but when Isabelle didn't let go of her arm she continued with a sigh. "I accidently burned myself, okay?" Clary looked at her friend with a level look even as her face started to get flush. Isabelle couldn't decide if she was embarrassed or ashamed and Clary's voice hadn't given anything away.
"Alright." Isabelle said after a moment and shrugged. She let Clary go and the girl seemed to sigh a breath of relief as she quickly exited the bathroom. Isabelle continued to stare at where Clary had been standing and then turned back to stare at the sinks. She didn't know why, but she had a nagging feeling.
Her mind went back to the bandage on her leg and Isabelle thought back to gym and she suddenly remembered how Clary had seemed to almost flinch anytime someone kicked that leg or the ball brushed up against it. Isabelle had no doubt that it was her leg that had been the hindrance to Clary during gym. Furrowing her brows a little, she wondered how Clary had even burned herself to begin with, but when she heard the door open she shrugged her thought off and left to go back to class without even bothering to use the restroom.
So there's that. I hope you enjoyed knowing the other character's thoughts. Please let me know if did or didn't like it. The next real chapter should be coming soon!