Hey guys! I just wanted to say thank you if you even viewed or reviewed my story! I know it's cheesy, but I feel like all you Jessa shippers and even Wessa lovers are my family! (Huggles for all of you!)

BUT TO A MORE SERIOUS MATTER!

I'm totally new to fanfiction and how editing works, so my story summary may have been a little off. Sorry for any confusion, but I'll leave it up to you guys. At first I wanted to be a college like thing, but then it turned in to sorta Mission thing. SO THE NEXT MESSAGE WILL BE IN MADE BIG SO YOU SHALL ACTUALLY READ IT!

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2) SIMPLE MISSION AROUND THE SHADOW WORLD TO STOP BADDIES!

3) OR (probably most difficult) SUPER SHADOWHUNTER SPIES THAT STOP BADDIES!

SO LEAVE YOUR SUGGESTION IN THE REVIEWS PLEASE! THIS WRITER WOULD APPRECIATE IT! NOW, TO THE STORY!

Shoutout to Silver carstairs!

Will's POV

I walked down the hall, following James. Along the way, I started contemplating what to say to Miss Starkweather. "Maybe I should start be saying that I'm ten bucks an hour," I said cheerfully. Jem looked at me like I was a mad man. He wasn't exactly wrong there.

"Will, please don't frighten the dear girl," he said patiently,"Besides, everyone knows that you actually charge twenty in cash."

I laughed all the way to the door, with a grinning Jem in front of me. Then I remembered something important. I forgot to tell Agatha to make those heavenly delicious Chocolate Tarts! I ran through the Institue to the kitchen to make my request. Agatha and I chatted for a minute, then I remembered Jem.

I walked down several corridors to get to the front door. As I turned a corner, I wondered why she didn't just let herself in. Weird. She probably thought that barging in was rude. The again, she's a eighteen year old girl in 2014. Shocking.

I finally came upon the hallway that lend to the front door, and saw a GIRL of all things sprawled all over JEM. What has the world come to!? But I was proud of Jem for getting a girl. A pretty one at that. She looked up at me, and I saw her gray eyes and her long, flowing chocolate locks. I felt myself melt a bit.

Thankfully satire kicked in. Saved by the bell. I couldn't resist saying,"Well this is a surprise."

Tessa's POV

I looked up to see a man staring at me sprawled all over Jem. Awkward didn't even begin to define the situation. Jem seemed to see him as well, and flushed even darker.

The boy looked startled, then all soft and loving. Maybe a flash of jealousy was tossed in there as well.

But I had to admit, he was a very handsome man-boy but not as much as Jem, maybe equal hotness if I was being generous. His deep blue eyes were the ones you could fall into, and his tousled black hair practically yelled that this boy was trouble.

I rolled off of Jem, and got to my feet. I brushed myself off as the unknown stranger helped James up.

I mumbled out an apology, neither of them hearing it. Speaking a bit louder, I said,"Hello, my name is Theresa Gray, but you can call me Tessa." The mystery man gave me a half-lidded look, which made him look more sleepy than hot. Still sexy though.

He said nothing. After period of tension, Jem cleared his throat, and said, "Tessa, this is William Herondale. You can call him Will."

I smiled politely at Jem and said,"It is so nice to meet you both, but could you show me to my room please?"

They walked down several corridors before they made it to her room. It was next to Jem's, who smiled politely and told her that she could stop by any time.

Will had left the tour early, mumbling about evil ducks. Tessa stopped and wondered what was wrong with him, but Jem just shook his head.

She entered her room, and felt completely exhausted. However, she found that she could not sleep or relax. She pulled a book from her suitcase, not surprised to find that it was A Tale of Two Cities. She grabbed the book and headed out of her room to find the head of the Institute.

With her nose buried in a book, she could not see a certain silver someone walk her way. Once again, as if by fate, they toppled over one another.

This time, however, they weren't JUST sprawled all over. Their lips were locked, and their eyes wide open.

CLIFFHANGER! So once again, please place your suggestions on my story in your reviews. ALL OF YOU GET A VIRTUAL CANDY BAR FOR EVEN READING THIS!

Thanks!

~Lutheish