Hello again! So some of the reviews suggested making the chapters longer and I will try my hardest. So again I'm thinking about getting a beta so just PM me. And carebear96, you were correct on one but I'm not going to tell you which ;) LOVE YOU GUYS! Btw I'm just curious if any of my readers are Starkid fans? Who's excited for AVPSY tomorrow? OK back to the point…. Here's chapter 5. Look forward to some Malec, Clace, and maybe even some Sizzy. Answers will be revealed in this chapter. I added in some chapter songs at the end but if I put them here there could be some spoilers;) ENJOY!

Chapter 5

Clary's POV

"You know Iz; I need to use the bathroom real quick. You go on ahead and start breakfast," I hesitantly told Izzy right before we reached the stairs. She carried on without a moment's thought and said she'll see me in a few.

I found the bathroom and stepped inside. Moving in front of the mirror, I gave myself a pep talk. I had no reason to be nervous right? I didn't even need to be embarrassed. It was just a boy, albeit a boy that looked like a golden Greek god, but still a boy. Though not all boys, Greek god or not, acted like an asshat manwhore who just happened to live in your new friends house. Oh boy. I looked up into the mirror and placed my hands on the smooth counter. A smile danced across my face in the mirror. I didn't look like myself, so why should I act like myself. I looked confident and beautiful. I decided to act like it.

Taking a deep breath unlocked the bathroom door and started down the stairs. Hey I told myself He might not even be downstairs. He could still be asleep.

When I found the enormous kitchen I entered and all my hopes of avoiding Golden Boy dissipated into thin air. I walked in and saw him making breakfast. Damn. He could cook too? Not fair at all. I looked to Izzy and saw her talking to a boy our age who must've been her brother. They were almost identical except he had piercing blue eyes where she had deep brown ones. He was holding hands with an extremely sparkly and flamboyant man.

Izzy must've heard me come in because she turned in her seat and introduced me to everyone. "Guys this is Clary. She is my new best friend and I gave her a makeover this morning. Doesn't she look great?" I saw him turn around and smirk. He seemed to falter for a second when he saw me but it went away so quickly I thought I had imagined it.

"Red. So nice to see you again. But you look tired. Did you not get enough sleep after you visited me last night?" Oh God. He did NOT just say that. I turned back to face the table and saw three jaws hanging open with surprise.

"NO! Nothing happened last night! I accidently stumbled into him when I was looking for the bathroom. And my name isn't Red. It's Clary." So much for trying to be confident. I was not expecting him to bring last night up. I still don't know what happened.

"Jace," Why, oh why, did he have to have such a sexy name? The other boy continued to scold him, "Don't tease Izzy's new friend. I'm terribly sorry Clary for Jace being an asshole. He can't help it. I'm Alec and this is Magnus." He gestured to the guy beside him.

"Hello Darling. You may also call me Magnus the Magnificent. Come on Alexander. Let's go to school." Magnus spoke with a faint accent. He got up and grabbed his bag as he walked out the door. Alec soon followed after saying goodbye to Izzy. I took his spot at the table and looked at Izzy, asking for an explanation for why Jace was making pancakes in her house.

"Clary, remember when I said our house is so big because we take in foster kids? Well Jace is my adopted brother. He's been living with us for a while unfortunately." Oh. That explained it…. Kind of. I was still confused about the empty bedroom on Izzy's floor.

"Oh Iz," Jace sighed, placing his hand over his heart as if he actually had one," you know you love me. I mean who could resist this?" he asked while gesturing to his body. I know I couldn't resist looking him over. He was wearing a tight white shirt that showed off his perfect chest and dark blue jeans. It all looked expensive but he could've been wearing sweats and still have looked perfect.

Doing my best to ignore Jace, which was pretty damn hard, I turned to Izzy.
"So how many other foster children are here? I saw a bedroom on your floor last night when I was looking for the bathroom." It seemed like a harmless question to me, but Izzy's face hardened and her eyes became misty. I backpedaled. "Sorry I didn't mean to pry. You don't have to tell me anything."

Izzy excused herself from the table and ran to the bathroom. Aw shit. This is what happens when I try to make friends. I laid my head in the table forgetting Jace was in the kitchen with me. I messed up.

Then I felt a hand on my arm and I instantly felt better. I looked up to see Gold eyes. The smirk was gone, replaced by a soft smile. "Don't feel bad. It's not your fault. Izzy and Alec had another brother and that was his room. Izzy feels like she's responsible for his death. When she's ready she'll tell you. Don't worry."

I couldn't believe this was the same boy who was acting like an asshat not even five minutes ago. His voice conveyed compassion instead of mockery. We stayed like that for a moment, his hand on my arm, green pouring into gold, before we heard Izzy coming back into the room. He jumped back and returned to making breakfast.

"Hey. Sorry about that. I just get a little emotional sometimes. Are you guys ready to go?" Izzy sniffed and from the look in her eyes I felt like she needed me as much as I needed her. I didn't ruin our friendship, but maybe I had created an opportunity to make it stronger.

Jace quickly handed each of us a pancake and we filed out the door on the way to school. I could tell from a sideways glace that whatever side of Jace I had just seen was gone. His cocky attitude was back and the walls were up. This made me wonder why he was living with the Lightwoods. I didn't really have much time to ponder that though because as soon as we got in the car Izzy slid in next to me and started gushing about all the drama from the first day of school. I locked eyes with Jace in the rear-view mirror and knew she was back to normal. But I also knew that Jace would be back to normal as well.

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I walked into art class with Izzy. I uncovered my painting and inspected it. There were swirls of black and gray to represent my shitty life. I added in a long swirl of red to represent me. I knew if I looked at the painting for too long bad memories from the last time I saw my dad would resurface. I quickly raised my hand and waited for our teacher to come by.

Our teacher insisted we call her Tessa. "Ms. Gray makes me feel old." She was probably In her mid-twenties and she had a picture on her desk of her and two men. One was stunningly beautiful with black hair and blue eyes and the other one was beautifully stunning with silver hair and eyes. Tessa herself had long brown hair and was quite pretty. She was currently reading a book on her desk but she put it down when she noticed my hand.

She came over to me and looked at my painting. After a few minutes I started to get nervous when she muttered," It's beautiful," She then turned to face me," Clary, you have true talent. Do you want to join the art club we have here? We meet every Wednesday after school." I wanted to agree to the offer so badly, but I remembered that Wednesdays were when I visited my mom.

"I'm sorry Tessa, but I already have other arrangements for Wednesdays. Maybe I could just come by to paint during lunch sometimes?" She hastily agreed to that saying she couldn't wait to see what else I could do.

When lunch finally came around I decided not to go to art today but talk to Simon instead. I found him sitting in the same table from yesterday talking to Izzy. I decided to walk slowly so they would have more time to talk. Anyone would see that they had feelings for each other. They were both leaning across the table talking animatedly with their hands. When I sat down next to Simon neither of them noticed me until I cleared my throat, causing both of them to jump then blush.

"So Lovebirds, how has your day been so far?" I asked, causing Simon to blush more and look at the table. Izzy then began to go into great detail over every single little thing that had happened that day even though I'm in every single class with her.

I turned to Simon and asked him quietly how his day has been. He said he would text me later because he was hanging onto every word Izzy said. I don't have my own cell phone because we can't afford it, but Simon let me have his old one and he pays for everything. When I sat at the lunch table I realized how lucky I really was to have a best friend like Simon.

He has been there for me since we were in kindergarten. We were playing hopscotch when a group of girls came over and pushed me. When I fell I got a scrape on my knee and simon carried me to the nurse's office. Since then we have been joined at the hip.

Lunch finally ended and the three of us headed to our next class; math. I usually hate math and Simon has to help me, but since all three of us had this class together it wasn't so bad. We were almost to the classroom when someone knocked me over.

"Oh my God I am so incredibly sorry here let me help you," a deep voice mumbled while a hand shot out to help me
up. I grabbed the hand and when he helped me stand I looked up to see an attractive boy with messy brown hair and brown eyes staring at me. "I'm Sebastian. I totally didn't mean to knock you over."

I knew Sebastian. He was on the football team and he never made fun of me with everyone else. He actually seemed nice.

"I'm Clary. It's ok. I'm totally a klutz sometimes." I introduced myself and then he smiled at me.

"Well Clary it was nice to meet you. See ya around." After that I was dragged to math by Izzy. When we sat down, Izzy next to me and Simon on the other side, Izzy started freaking out.

"OMG CLARY! That guy was totally into you! You need to talk to him afterschool and get his number!" I just nodded my head as class started, knowing I would never talk to him. He would just leave me if he ever found out who I really was. Who my father was. It was so much easier to just not date or get that close to anyone. Plus I knew guys like that didn't care for girls like me, not really.

The day ended and I knew I had to go home. It's not home, I told myself, not really. I dreaded seeing Jonathan, but I knew I had to go back. I walked over to Izzy's car to grab my bags from the shopping trip then found Simon waiting in the front of the school.

"Ready to go home?" Simon asked.

Not at all. "Yep! Let's go!" I replied. And with that we started walking towards my own personal hell on Earth.

Did you enjoy? This is a little bit longer than the other chapters. Its four pages on a Word doc and 2,120 words so far. So if I get 15 reviews I will write in Jace's POV next chapter. If I get 20 I will add in Izzy's. Sound good? I'm still looking for a Beta so please PM me.

Chapter songs: (These are just what I listened to while writing)

Some Nights – Fun. This is for the beginning

Ready To Go – Starkid ( the one from the tour) this is for Clary's pep talk

Brighter side of hell- The Parlotones This is for the kitchen scene

Madness- Muse This is for Izzy's meltdown

Guys like Potter- Starkid This is for how I feel every time Jace is a dick

Explorers- The End of the chapter

My fault and

Hear me - Imagine Dragons These are just ones I love and everyone should check out.