I led Simon to my room so he could meet Izzy. Isabelle, other than being an amazing person, could stomp a guy's heart with her high heels.

"Izzy?" I knocked on the door before entering. She answered with a squeal and threw open the door almost incapacitating Simon with the door board. Simon ducked and lost his balance, landing on his butt. "Dear lord, Simon you okay?"

"This is Simon?" She asked after helping him up. "Well I'm Izzy, Clarys best friend and fashion mentor. Speaking of which," She descended into the room and called me in.

"One second Si."

"Okay." He said obviously confused," I'll just sit on the wall for a while."*(Fangirl Reference)

I walked in to a see a green dress with black tights and brown boots on my bed. After I raised an eyebrow, she smirked. "I'll go entertain Simon, then we'll all go to lunch. Y'all are sitting with me." I nodded and went to strip off my Basketball Jersey that was originally Jon's and old jeans. It took five minutes to put everything on but I figured if I didn't wear mascara Izzy would have my throat. Ten minutes later I stepped out in the hallway and saw Izzy smiling and Simon blushing. "Guys?"

Izzy glanced up and pointed in my direction. "See Simon, I am a fashion goddess." She hopped up and linked her arm in mine. "To lunch we go! Coming Simon?" He nodded and linked his arm with mine on the other side. We went like that down the elevator and down to the lobby, where the guys were waiting.

"Oh, are we in first grade again Iz? Why the linked arms?"

She separated from me and stomped over to Jace. "At least I have friends to link arms with." His face darkened, which she ignored. "Clary this is Jace. Jace, Clary."

"We've met." I said walking over. She just accepted the fact and we all walked to tall, tan building across campus. Freshman waited in pack to see what the older grades would do and caught sight of Jace. I heard a few whispers before he looped his arm around mine and walked ahead of the group. "What are you doing Jace?"

"Gaining you popularity and escaping freshman crushes. You have no idea how annoying they are. "

"Hey, I'm a freshman too."

"But you are actually ridiculously talented and cool. Not fawning over my fine self like they are."

"Hey love birds," Izzy teased.

"Izzy," I groaned. We had entered and Jace showed Simon and me how to maneuver the cafeteria. Salad bar to the left, Cramming food beside that, and the normal food to the right. (Think of a college cafeteria) Our trays accidently touched and he laughed. I laughed with him and followed him to their table. Two guys sat beside each other laughing at a photo on the dark haired ones phone. When we sat down they looked up.

"Jace, dude! Who's the pretty girl?" The dark haired guy said smiling.

"Excuse my friend here. I'm Sebastian." He stuck out his hand and I noticed his white-blond buzz cut. "That's Bat, his girlfriend Maia should be around here somewhere."

"Well I'm Clary, Jonathon's sister." I shook his hand and took it back to my fork.

Bat grinned with a mouthful of mashed potatoes. "Jon Jon's sister? How cute. Wait! Aren't you a freshman?"

"NOT so loud," Jace whispered.

` "How come?" I whispered. Jace shot me a worried look then relaxed.

Jon sat down and picked up where we left off. "Any sophomore or junior caught helping a freshman gets humiliated by the seniors. That's why Izzy is distracting a senior male to let Simon sneak over here." He pointed back and I saw Simon calmly pacing to the table. Izzy was flipping her hair and flirting with a boy that looked about 6' 5".

"Oh, do I look like a freshman then?" The boys shook their heads. "Seriously?"

Jace touched my arm. "Izzy gave you that outfit and make up for a reason. She didn't get picked on last year because the guys never believed she was a freshman." He intertwined our fingers when the 6'5" guy came over to the table. His eyebrows knitted together when he saw us.

"Hey guys. Sorry to interrupt your lunch but the seniors are having a freshman check. We are missing a female and male. Clarissa Fray and Simon Lewis." I tensed at the sound of my name and yawned to cover it up. He glanced my way but targeted Simon. "What's your name?"

"Hance Finley," he said smiling. I was proud until he was asked again. "I said Hance..."

"Your name is most definitely not Hance, Simon." My fingers froze and Jace rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb. Simon gulped and said senior made him move to the freshman table. "Now, who's the hot redhead?" I blushed and looked down.

"I'm…"

Jace interrupted me," My girlfriend. Her name's not important Lance."

Lance got inches from his face, "Lightwood, don't think I don't know who she is. You're just lucky I owe you one." Then he twisted his face toward me. "Nice to meet you Clarissa." Then back to Jace. "Keep her close, you're the only reason she isn't busted." Then left us alone.

"Who was that?" I whispered.

Bat filled me in this time. "Lance Heck. Our resident jock and," he cleared his throat, intending his next statement to be loud, "overgrown jackass." Lance hurled a glare at Bat two tables ahead but stayed calm. It just felt like he kept staring at me because he made it obvious.

"Clary," Jace said normally, "if anyone asks, you're going out with me. No one should mess with you. I have a reputation for having 'anger issues' around here."

"Why me? I think some girls would hate me for that." Yes, I happen to be self-conscious.

Jon and Bat exchanged glances. "Tell her Jace." They said in unison.

He sighed and nodded. "If Lance gives anyone that look he's giving you, he wants more than a conversation and he's put a girl in the hospital before." I looked at them in shock. "Yes, he raped her so bad she went to the hospital. I probably wouldn't have been so hostile with him if I knew he would look at you like that."

So much for a normal first day. "Then let's go and explore campus. I want to get out of here anyway. Wait! Where's Izzy?"

"Hiding probably. Lance knows she was trying to protect Simon. The senior girls will grab her tonight."

"What about you?" I said, following Jace on the way to the trash. "Will the guys get y'all?" Lance winked and I flicked him off.

"Nope," he said dumping my tray and grabbing my hand. "Only Bat. Pity the fools in his room. Don't worry you won't be bothered by them. Freshman can't be pranked." We made it out to the middle of campus when he turned around. "Look, try staying up late. They hit from 12:00 am to 1 am. I did when Alec got in trouble with the seniors last year and they just left."

We sat on a bench and looked around, still hand in hand. I leaned on his shoulder when I began feeling tired. A small group of senior girls walked by grinning and one exited the group. She came over to us smiling.

"Are you Izzy's roommate Clarissa Fray?" She seemed nice enough to tell the truth too.

"Yes. Why do you ask?" She had crouched down like I was a kid, I already knew I was short.

"We are required to warn you we will take Izzy out of your room tonight at 12. She'll be back within the hour. Okay?" Yeah, she treated me like a kid.

"Okay. But can you do me a personal favor?" I asked as nicely as I could. She nodded and signaled for me to go on. "I'm glad you told me but you don't need to crouch, I know I'm short." She smiled and returned to the group. "Jace, do all the seniors do that to freshman?"

He didn't answer the question and started laughing so hard he was almost crying. I looked at him, concerned. He then looked back at me and shook his head. "You, my friend, know what sass is. She didn't expect that from a freshman. I love you for that." I started chucking myself and we discussed the fine art of sass.

"You did the best I've seen. No snapping required." He said playing with my hair.

"I learned from the best. Haven't you met my brother?" I grinned looking at the tree branches. "He has more sass than a boy should."

An idiot interrupted our moment by yelling in our direction. "Hey Clace! Get a room!" The idiot was of course one of Lances lackeys and they were morons, something I learned in under an hour. We walked back toward the dorms and quietly exchanged our schedules. When the elevator opened I didn't expect five senior girls to be camped outside my door. Jace pulled me back in before they saw me and we went to his room. I only entered because it was Jon's room too.

"What was that about?" I asked sitting on what I thought was Jon's bed. The boys had aligned the walls with a separate photo I drew over each bed.

"Jon's idea." I nodded and waited for an answer. "Izzy isn't in your room. This will happen sometimes. The girl knows they'll come so they hide, then the seniors wait her out. Izzy should be in mom's office or the library wing filled with historical novels. I just don't recommend searching for her though." He picked up a book and threw it at me. "I'll be right back, I need to call Bat." I looked at the book cover as the door closed. Two cloud like shapes said Okay. One with a question mark and one without. I had read this book and wondered if he was. His voice picked up in the bathroom. "I know, I know! Just find her please and bring her up." He paused and grunted. "She's in here with me right now, don't worry. Just go." I noted he hung up before the bathroom door opened again and he stepped back in the main room. His hair was ruffled and I could tell he had scrunched his eyebrows up for a moment. Jace sat beside me and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry. I feel like I'm keeping you prisoner here."

I shook my head and handed the book back over to him. "I don't feel trapped. I just didn't expect my first day to be like this. I thought I'd make a few friends and be able to relax. Maybe my expectations were too high. It's only two and I'm having a fun conversation while being protected by a great guy, I'd say todays been great so far." He grinned and bent over to put the book back on the bookshelf. His boxers peeked from under the belt of his black jeans and I took temptation by the horns. "I see London, I see France, I see Jace's underpants." Annoyed? Nope, Jace just turned around and laid on his side so he could face me.

"That was cute. Now humor me. What goes on in the mind of Clarissa Fray?"

"Mainly art and pranks. Sometimes I want a pickle though, or a cheese sandwich. I do like food. Also music. Give me a song and I'll name the band." I challenged him.

"First song is Let it be."

"Beatles. Next."

"Don't stop believing."

"Journey."

"Popular Song."

"Mika featuring Ariana Grande."

"Nine in the afternoon."

"Panic! at the disco."

"That's what your get."

"Paramore."

"Be Okay."

"Oh Honey."

Jace leaned back and nodded. "Impressive. Oh, hi Jon"

"Jace, that isn't a song! There's Hey Jude, but…" I noticed my brother in the door way. "Oh, hey Jon." His face was solemn but relieved.

"We found her. Come on Izzy, Clarys here too." Izzy came in and sat beside me, sweating bullets.

"They almost…" She couldn't finish. I felt her slump against me but that was all. We put her to bed and gathered in the bathroom. Jace on the toilet, Jon and Alec in the shower, and me sitting on the counter beside the sink.

"What do we do?" Alec asked, confused.

"I'll think of something. Jesus, this usually happens in about two weeks. Not the first day." Jace added.

"Huh? Does she usually piss someone off here?" The boys looked at me and nodded. "How?"

They all said something at once:

"Switching the football players yellow Gatorade with piss from Alec, Jace, and I."

"Purposely yelling 'cunt' at Aubrey Simons, a senior, last year."

"Using my boyfriend's sparkly hair gel to humiliate the quarter back."

I sat there, shocked. "Wait, she did all that? I thought she only did the hair gel thing." Someone gave me a look from the shower. "Yes, I knew about that. She called and told me." We discussed options in the bathroom for an hour before the door to the room shut quietly, making everyone rush out of the bathroom. Izzy wasn't in the bed and there was a note.

Gentlemen, and the smoking redhead, currently in the bathroom talking:

Isabelle will be joining you at dinner tonight, but she is currently occupied by the senior girls and a few football players who got the butt of the piss-orade. I expect to see Clarissa, and you all, at dinner tonight. Be ready for a show. You know the first week's punishments are the worst.

Happy first day,

Lance Heck.

P.S. I have a special spot reserved for you if you want it sweetheart. Wear some green for me.

We waited twenty minutes before forming search parties. They were: Jace and I, Seb and Jon, and Bat and Alec. Jace took me down to my dorm room, now senior free, and let me change into my Heat Jersey and black sweat pants with Jon's old sneakers, and a jacket of Jon's which I stole. When I came out he laughed and took my hand. "You look hot and dangerous. Ready to kill?"

"Hell yes."

We met the others in front of the dining hall. Jon looked me over and grinned, no one looked better in his old clothes than me. As we walked in everyone's heads turned, including Lances. My lack of green may have not pleased him but he still eyed me. Jace wrapped his arm around my back protectively, no one touched me. When we sat down I saw Simon look warily over at me. Fear. Jace looked around and tensed up. "Where's Izzy?"

Our jaws dropped when she walked in. What had they done?

Sorry for not posting for a while. I have had EXTREME writers block. (I don't own TMI or any characters either.) Anyway, here's some questions to answer mentally, or in reviews, if you want. I may take ideas from y'all and include them.

1. What did they do to Izzy?

2. What should the gang do next?

3. Should Lance be punched or kicked in the balls?

4. Should Simon react or stay quiet? Should Magnus help him?

5. How is the story going so far? Any suggestions?

References:

A- Fangirl (Amazing book)

B- The Fault In Our Stars by John Green (Read his others too, fantastic writer.)

C- Music from some of my favorite artist or bands.

Facts:

I love pickles and Cuban sandwiches, but since Jace makes cheese sandwiches in the first book I choose them. Hance Finley is actually one of my friends who will be a high-school senior with me. Heck is a last name from the show The Middle, which is quite hilarious. Also, I love you all! I love y'all because you make me a better author for my stories.

R&R please!

-A