A/N- I've been busy so this chapter is a little late sorry, but i was unbelievably happy when i sat down at my computer today and saw 11 reviews! they all made me so happy, thank you all for reading, you guys are the best!3
"Alright girls you have five minutes to get changed then head down to the track!" The gym teacher shouted.
Clary found a stall and began changing into her running shorts and top. This was one of her only classes with Jace and that already put her in a good mood. The class was called "running for fitness" it was basically running around a track for an hour.
Jace had wanted to do the fighting class, but Maryse said that it would be suspicious.
She left the locker room and began down the hall. She felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped. She turned to see Jace smiling at her.
She returned his smile. "So, how's your first day of school going?" She asked as they walked.
"Well, I've been asked how old I was when my parents died, been hit on by a very high girl, and been assigned a one page biography by my English teacher." Jace said.
"Oh, that should be interesting. How do you think she would react to you being stabbed by a sword?" Clary joked.
"The time I died or the time I caught on fire?" Jace asked with a grin.
"Both."
"I think she would have a heart attack, she's old as dirt." Jace said.
"Oh don't tell me, you have Mrs. Chism."
"Nice guess. How do you know?"
"This kid in my art class wouldn't shut up about her. Apparently everyone hates her, says she looks like a dead mermaid." Clary said then burst out laughing.
"What?"
"I never imagined I would be talking about archaic school teachers with you." Clary said. "Just demons and monsters."
"There is a chance she could be a demon." Jace joked.
They had reached the track. Kids were stretching as teachers called attendance. Once again Clary and Jace told the teacher their preferred names.
When they said their names a girl getting stretched whipped her head around in shock to look at them. She had straight, dark brown hair and an angular face. She was pretty bit something was definitely off about her.
The teacher told them to start running and they did. Clary ran next to Jace and chatted. After a few minutes of running, a tall round faced boy ran up beside them and said "Leave room for Jesus!" In a high pitched voice and ran off cackling.
Less than a second later the brown haired girl from before ran after him shouting, "I can't believe you just did that!"
Jace and Clary looked after them baffled.
"Ugh they're so weird, just ignore them." A girl with dark braided hair said running beside them.
"Who are they?" Clary asked.
"They're the freaks. Half of them are in foster care." The girl said.
Clary was finding she did not like this girl.
"That girl with the brown hair is like their ring leader. She's one of the smartest girls in the school, but she's just as weird." The girl said. "Anyway, welcome to our school!" She said with a wide smile and slowed her pace so she fell behind them.
"Are we going to have to deal with stuff like this all year?" Jace asked.
"Yes." Clary answered.
They finished running then went to the poker room to get changed. After that they headed down to lunch.
When they entered the lunch room half the tables were filled up. Isabelle had already claimed a table and Simon was beside her.
Jace and Clary sat next to them and Isabelle pulled out her schedule.
"I've been meaning to ask, what's babies 101? Maryse put it on my schedule and I've been meaning to-" Isabelle was cut off by Simon and Clary laughing uncontrollably.
"It's the class where you raise fake babies!" Clary exclaimed through laughing.
Jace joined in the laughter and Simon suddenly sobered and took out his schedule.
"Oh no I have it too!" He groaned.
Jace and Clary kept laughing.
"Why would Maryse put that on our schedules? Why would she think we need to learn how to raise a baby?" Isabelle asked.
"It's not to teach you how to raise a baby, it's to scare you into never having unprotected sex!" Clary laughed.
"We have it the same block too!" Simon said.
"You hear that Isabelle? Maryse thinks ratboy is going to get you pregnant!" Jace laughed.
Simon proceeded to hit his head on the table.
"This day just keeps getting better and better." Isabelle said sarcastically.
They were eating when, two tables over, a roar of laughter sounded. Clary turned to see the brown haired girl and the round faced boy from her gym class laughing uncontrollably about something at a table packed with other laughing students. She noticed other tables looking over at them in disgust.
"Hey, I met that girl earlier." Isabelle said pointing to a girl with short hair. "She seemed nice but she had these weird cuts on her arm ."
"Oh." Simon said. He exchanged glances with Clary.
"This girl in our running class said they were the freaks and half of them were in foster care, but she seemed like a bitch." Clary said.
Her gaze kept traveling to the girl with dark brown hair. Something seemed off about her. Soon the laughter died down and they returned to their conversation, but that girl lingered in the back of Clary's head.