Clary's POV

I was running through a feild of Forget-Me-Not flowers. Those are my favorite kind of flower. I was just running, with no real place in mind.

I was spinning around, laughing, when I heard someone say, "Clary?"

I stopped spinning and turned aroung to see Jace standing there.

"Oh, hi Jace," I said.

He walked over to me and stopped in front of me.

"So, having fun spinning?" he asked smiling. I knew something was wrong because Jace hardly ever smiled, he smirked.

"Jace?" I asked. I cocked my head to the right and just stared at him.

"What?" he asked. He grabbed the top of my arm, roughly. He hurts when he grabs by the way.

"Ow," I said. "You're hurting my arm."

"So? Your use to it."

I was so shocked by what he just said that I didn't say anything back.

He pushed me to the ground and leaned over me.

"Jace," I said. "What're you doing?"

"Showing you not to disobey me."

"What?" His gold strands starting turning white. His features were getting sharper.

"Valentine," I whispered.

"Yes, my lovely." He starting leaning his head foward. I screamed as loud as I could.

He reared bckward holding his ears. I took that moment and got up and ran as hard and fast as I could.

I was still screaming, still trying to get away from him. He started chasing me, gaining on me.

"SEBASTIAN!" I screamed. "SEBASTIAN!"

"Clary, Clary, wake up," a voice said. Hands were shaking me. I tried opening my eyes, but that just made the tears come even harder.

"Clary, please wake up." Sebastian?

I quit moving and thrashing around.

"Sebastian?" I croaked. My eyes were still closed.

"Yes, Clary," he soothed. "I'm right here."

I opened my eyes and saw Sebastian leaning over me worried. I sat up and saw Jace, Alec, Izzy, and Sebastian watching me.

"Sorry," I said. "Bad dream."

"What was it about?" Izzy asked sitting on the edge of the bed next to me.

"You don't want to know," I said. I looked at Jace who was standing at the foot of the bed. My dream came rushing back to me about Jace and I looked back to Sebastian who was watching me.

"What do you mean?" Alec asked. He was standing behind Izzy.

"It was bad."

"Bad how?"

"Just bad, okay?"

"Okay, calm down."

I laid back down.

"Can I please go back to sleep now?" I asked closing my eyes.

"Sure," Izzy said.

I felt the bed move and heard shuffling going out the door.

"Clary?" a voice whispered. I opened my eyes and saw Jace crouched down next to me.

"What?" I whispered back.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Nothing I'm not used to." I tried to give him a smile, but it felt false on my face.

"Okay." He still watched me, waiting for me to say or do something.

"What?" I asked again.

"Nothing, it's just... I don't know. You don't really seem okay."

"I'll be fine, don't worry about me."

"I'll always worry about you, Clary."

What the heck was that suppose to mean.

"What?" I asked again.

"Nothing," he said again.

"Will you just quit with the whole 'I'm being vague' thing and just tell me the hell you want?"

He chuckled.

"Nope." He leaned foward and kissed my forehead.

What the hell?

"Good night, Clary," he said standing up.

"Good night, Jace."

He left the room and I fell asleep wondering what the heck was going on.

Clary's POV

I was just waking up when I saw Izzy walking through my room.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, still tired.

"I was trying to pick out your outfit for today. We need something to those gross cuts." She said it as nicely as possible but I know what she meant, and I didn't take it personly.

"Sorry, I-I didn't think. I meant-"

"Iz, chill," I told her smiling. "I know what you meant."

"Good, thank God."

I laughed as she turned back to my closet.

"So, what do you want to wear today?"

"I don't know." I got up and walked over to my closet next to Izzy.

I pulled out a pair of cut-offs and she nodded. I slipped out of my bloody shorts and was about to put on my shorts when Izzy stopped me.

"What?" I asked.

"Come here." She walked into the bathroom that was connected to my room. I followed her as she was wetting a rag.

"Sit," she commanded. I sat on the toilet as she cleaned off the blood that was on my legs and arms. I took off my tank-top and she cleaned off my belly gently, watching out for the bruises.

She sucked in her breath as she looked at my back.

"Oh my God," she whispered.

"It's okay," I said. "I can't feel it." Partly true.

She nodded and gently, oh so gently, got rid of the blood.

After she was done she led me back to the bedroom.

I slipped on my cut-offs an looked for a shirt.

I put on a white lacy tank-top.

"Okay," I said tucking my tank-top into my cut-offs. "What about this?" I pulled out a black and white plaid shirt that stopped a little below my waist and knotted in he front.

"Ohhh, cute."

I put it on and tied it around my waist. I got my zebra print belt and put it on.

"Now," Izzy said tapping her lips with one finger. "For your shoes."

"How about these?"

I pulled out a pair of black converse shoes.

"Those will adorable," Izzy gushed.

For the first time all morning I looked at what she was wearing.

She was wearing a red dress that stopped mid-thigh. She had a short black leather jacket that stopped at her waist. With black thigh-high boots.

"Cute," I told her.

"Oh, now you notice it."

"Sorry."

"Chill, I'm just teasing."

"Are we done yet?"

She looked at me.

"Well, how about we try to flat iron your hair?"

"Okay." I sat down on a chair as she did my hair and make-up.

About an hour later we headed downstairs.

We saw Jace, Alec, and Sebastian sitting in the living room.

"Hey, guys," Izzy said.

"Hey, Iz," Alec said. "Are you girls ready now?"

"Why, yes, of course," she said. I laughed.

We headed out to the cars. Me and Sebastain got in ours and Jace, Alec, and Izzy got into theirs.

We arrivied at school about ten minutes later.

"So," Alec said. "I heard there's suppose to be a new kid today."

"Really?" Izzy asked excited.

"Yeah, I don't know his name yet."

"Okay, well, maybe he'll be in one of our classes."

"Or, maybe not," I said.

"You always have to look at the down side, don't you?" Izzy scoffed.

"No, I'm being realistic."

"But-"

"No buts."

"Fine."

I went to my locker and got my books out and went to my first class. Reading.

I sat down in my usual seat just as the teacher walked in.

"Class," Mrs. Penhallow said. "I would like for you to meet our newest student."

A boy with pale blond hair and very dark brown eyes walked in.

"This is Jonathon Verlac."

Hey guys. Sorry about his last name being Verlac. I don't want him to be Clary's brother. So I used Sebastian's other last name.