It turns out, that she didn't have such an eventful day, I mean, it is probably because she didn't have two or more of the Shadowhunters in nearly all of her classes, but I don't mention it.

We don't realize that we aren't alone until it is too late.

"So Cecily, how was your experience with the teachers?" I ask her, taking a sip of my water, for I loathed soda.

"Pretty good, except Mr. Lightwood, I don't necessarily like him, I mean, ugh!" she exclaims, throwing her hands into the air.

I laugh along with her. "I don't like him either, he's the one that called me out in front of everyone in the entire gym. He wanted to see what I was made of, gym seems more like Murder 101 than gym," I inform her, and she looks really confused.

"That is how gym is everywhere else, right?" she asks me.

"Not even close! We play sports and run and play sports and get graded on running. Honestly though, Murder 101 sounds a little better than other gym," I tell her, chuckling.

"Oh well, I guess it's just another thing you're going to have to get used to here," she says with a sigh.

"Oh that reminds me, your outfit came today!" she squealed, "I didn't look at it, but man, they must've been in a hurry to get it to you."

I squeal. "I can't wait to see it!"

"Now has Mr. Lightworm always been the way he is now?" I ask her.

"Mr. Lightworm?" she asks me, like she's going to burst out laughing within seconds. She does.

"That is the best! Tessa! You genius! Mr. Lightworm has always been dreadful, but I do think that it is getting increasingly hard to deal with him, don't you think, Miss Gray?" she asks me, impersonating someone who is fancy, trading her Welsh accent for a British one. I laugh and she joins in.

Then, someone coughs, not a real cough, a trying-to-get-your-attention cough. My insides turn to mush. We slowly turn to see who had tried to get our attention.

Who happened to be sitting on the other side of the table that we hadn't paid any attention to.

There sat the Shadowhunters. All of them. Jem, Jessamine, Gabriel, Gideon and Will.

By the Angel!

WHY?

Cecily gasped and turned to me, both of our faces flushed with embarrassment.

What in the name of the Angel did they want now?

"Yes?" I ask as calmly as I could muster. Cecily and I grab each other's hand and squeeze for the seconds that felt like minutes they took to reply.

"They've never acknowledged me before, they never seem to care, why are they here now?" she whispers to me and I feel my stomach drop. Of course I had forgotten completely about my promise. The promise to teach them how to throw knives. But I had hoped they would forget too, especially now, I didn't have any want to be anywhere near these people.

"Cecily, you are coming to the Nightly Party, are you not?" Gabriel asked. I looked at her with confuzzled eyes. She stares back at me with the same eyes. I have to tap her on the leg to get her to respond.

"What's it to you?" she asked, looking at our intertwined hands the whole time. "It's not like you even care, Will doesn't care either and I was seriously hoping Tessa had given both Will and Jessamine a concussion, but, unfortunately, they both seem to have a thick skull."

I snort to keep myself from laughing. I mouth the words 'me too' to her and she smirks.

"Tessa giving Will and Jessamine a concussion? What's this about?" Jem asked us.

"Oh just that Will and Jessamine decided to kiss on my bed and I wasn't having any of it, especially with how much it hurt Cecily," I tell him. I tried to make it sound like no big deal. Even though, it was one of the biggest reasons for my murder planning.

"What, exactly, did you do?" Gideon asked me, sounding quite amused.

"Well, I pushed them off my bed and into the corridor before slamming the door in their faces. I had hoped that I actually hit their faces," I say. Will scowls while Jessamine crosses her arms and stares at me with such intensity I'm afraid that my face might blow up. "Unfortunately, I missed, but that doesn't mean they're going to get away with hurting my roommate."

They stare at me, Gideon looking amused, Gabriel on the verge of laughter, and Jem with the are-you-serious look. I cock my head.

"Is there a problem?" I ask.

"Why do you care so much about Cecily?" Will questions.

I look at him, trying to get him to realize what a horrible brother he's been. I want to get into that thick skull and give him a taste of pain, real pain, something he'd never of thought existed. The kind of pain Cecily and I've been through.

"Why wouldn't I? She's my roommate," I say harshly, whilst holding up our intertwined hands to the rest of the Shadowhunters, "and apparently her brother doesn't even love her, or care about her. So I'm her sister, besides my brother kicked me out too. We have each other, in ways that you don't even understand, in ways you'd never understand."

No one said anything. We sat there listening to the conversations from the other tables that, somehow, had nothing to do with the oh spectacular Shadowhunters sitting at Cecily and I's table.

I look around, hoping to spot Sophie, to make my escape with Cecily, but see her not. I mentally groan and look at Cecily, who is staring intentally at Will and Jessamine.

Will staring back at her, Jessamine staring at me. Gabriel staring at Cecily, Gideon staring at me.

Jem flicks his eyes between the two of us.

I wasn't paying attention enough until now to notice the girls that were with Gabriel and Gideon earlier weren't here now. It mustn't have been anything serious.

Then, I saw Sophie, she walked in and looked around, eyes stopping when she saw me.

I got up, feeling all the stares from what was left of the Shadowhunter group hit me as I walk to her.

"Wanna sit by me today?" I ask. She nods then looks at the table. She takes a breath in to start speaking, but I don't let her. "I have no idea why they're there. Perhaps Will just wanted to see what Cecily was doing today."

I grab her arm and literally drag her over to the table and pull her into the seat next to me.