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Tessa turned to look at Jem. "Oh, there you are." Jem smiled. He liked how Tessa was relieved to see him.

"I was looking for you," she said, grinning. "I have some questions about the school standings."

He nodded. "Ask away, Miss. Gray."

She began. "Okay. So what is the deal with the social standings in this school. I'm honestly so confused."

He laughed. "It's simple, really, Tessa. The popular ones are the athletes: the Shadowhunters. They include anybody who is part of either the soccer, football, or fighting teams. Second, come the Angels. Please don't ask about their name: they made it up. They are the girls who believe they have possession over the Shadowhunters. They're all a bit full of themselves," he stated.

"Second from the bottom are the intellects. They are not popular, per se, but they are respected. This includes musicians as well as mathletes, chess leaders, and of course, the debate King. Lastly, are the "Demons," basically the girls whom the Angels have deemed unpopular or a threat."

Tessa nodded, thoughtfully. "And where do you stand on this social ladder?" She looked at him with a teasing sparkle in her eye.

He let out a peal of stiff laughter. "Why, Tessa, I'm a Shadowhunter." His grin faded, however, when he said, "but I also do pride myself on my violin skills, therefore attaching me to the Intellect group as well."

She smiled at him. "Well, as they say, brains over brawn." He nodded, and took her books from her. "And first most, Miss. Gray, I am a gentleman."

"Why, I had no idea, Mr. Carstairs," she replied with a laugh.

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It was finally the end of the day. Tessa practically collapsed in front of her locker. She had never felt so exhausted after a first day of school ever in her whole entire life.

Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that she had stayed up late the night before, trying to furiously type up notes for all her classes. She was over prepared, and for once, it didn't feel good to be so.

She opened her locker, stuffed the books she didn't need in it, and breathed a sigh of relief. Now, she could finally go home and collapse on her comfortable bed.

Tessa took her phone out of her backpack and called her dorm mate, Sophie Collins, who answered promptly on the first ring.

"Hey Tessa, what's up?" Sophie's voice came through, sounding cheerful, and not at all how Tessa imagined someones voice could sound after a tiring day of classes.

"Nothing, really. I just wanted to let you know that I'm heading back to our dorm now, and was going to suggest getting a pizza for dinner."

Tessa could almost see Sophie smile over the phone when she replied, "pizza? That's my favourite! Definitely get one, Tess!"

"Okay, Sophie. See you back at the dorm!" Tessa hung up, and smiled to herself as she hitched her bag higher over her shoulders, and raced towards the big school doors.

After all, there wasn't much that Pizza couldn't solve.

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"Pizza, for Miss. Tessa Gray," came a voice from outside Tessa and Sophie's dorm room." It was a deep, velvety voice, and Tessa couldn't help but wonder who was on the other side of the door. She opened it and frowned.

It was Will Herondale. The arrogant boy whom she had met in just about every one of her classes that day. He smirked at her.

"Tess. I heard you ordered a pizza, and I'm here to deliver. Not a pizza, though. It's better than that. It's an invitation to a party."

He couldn't go any further because she stopped him. "And how do you know I'd want to go to a party?" She scoffed. Presumptuous, thats what he was.

"You're coming, Tess," he said smugly. "Sophie's going. Aren't you going to go, too? I cancelled your pizza order, just for this very reason."

Her eyes widened in anger. "You didn't!" He nodded. "I did. So, see you at my flat. Number 23, at 10:00." With that, he smiled complacently and left down the hallway.

Tessa slammed the door. How dare he. How dare he just come up to her dorm. (She still couldn't call it a flat, really. She was still an American at heart.) He was so... so... infuriating!

She shook her curly brown hair out of its ponytail angrily, and felt her face flush. He was just so incorrigible. (She thought of other nasty words, too, but refrained from using them. Just barely)

And there was Sophie to talk to. And damn it, she wouldn't even be getting her pizza! She slumped down on the sofa, and sighed.

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"Come on, Tessie. Parties are fun. And what better way to get associated with the school! If the Shadowhunters are hosting, everybody will be there. And I mean everybody."

Sophie looked pleadingly at Tessa. She somehow felt that Tessa wouldn't let her go without permission. She made puppy-dog eyes at Tessa.

"Please, Tessie. Please! I'll even lend you clothes." Tessa noticed the look on her friends cheerful face, and laughed. "All right, Sophie. And yes, I'll borrow."

Sophie clasped her hands together excitedly. "Oh Tessa, we'll have so much fun. You'll have so much fun." Tessa nodded, rolling her eyes and getting up to follow Sophie to their shared wardrobe.

"Okay. So I'm thinking you need something different," Sophie said, looking Tessa up and down. There wasn't anything wrong with the taller ones outfit, to say exactly. Except for the fact that it was almost shapeless. Sophie shook her head. This was going to be difficult, but she loved a challenge.

She tossed Tessa a tight gray dress. "Here, put this on. Let's see how this looks on you." The other girl groaned, but slipped the dress on over her head.

"Oh, Tessa. It looks completely gorgeous!" Tessa looked at herself in the giant floor-length mirror. "By the angel, I do look rather different," Tessa said cautiously, looking over herself. The dress fit her really well, and hugged her body in all the right places.

"Thanks, Sophie," Tessa said to her dorm mate, who was pulling a black dress over her head. "My pleasure," the other one said, grinning at Tessa.

Putting high heels on to match their dresses, the two girls grabbed little purses, their car keys, and headed out the door.