Summary: Clary Fray is a talented artist. But when she decides to stop attending the art school, she decides to go back to high school and live with her brother and parents. What happens when her brother is overprotective, and he has to keep her away from all the guys? Find out and see. She makes both friends and enemies, and maybe even relationships? (I suck at summaries, but give it a chance.)

A/N: Hi! This is my first fanfiction, and I'm very excited to be writing it. This is supposed to be rated T for language mostly, but ratings may change later on in the story, I haven't decided yet. I would love it if you would review/Favorite/follow. I don't really have an update schedule, so I will pretty much update whenever I a chance. I know most people don't even read these long-ass author's notes, so I'm gonna stop now.

Chapter 1

Clary POV

I was in my car, driving to my parents' house. My brother Jonathan lives there too. I left my family's home about a year and a half ago to go to some fancy art school in Virginia. I only spent that year and a half there because I found that I just didn't like it. So, I'm coming home to my family's mansion in Pennsylvania. My family's loaded, so my brother goes to some fancy rich kid school called Alicante High. Since I am now moving back, I have to go to the rich kid school. On the bright side, I get to see my best friend Simon. I've known him forever, and I love him like my own brother. We face-timed when I was gone, but I haven't seen him in person since I left. I miss him.

I'm not a very popular person. In fact, when it comes to school, I'm practically invisible. But I like it that way. I'm not one for attention. My brother on the other hand, is basically the most popular guy in school. Captain of the football team, gets pretty good grades, and he's a chick magnet. Literally. He sleeps with a new girl, like every night. It's gross. Plus, he's got a bunch of arrogant jerks he calls friends, following him around all the time. As long as they leave me alone, I don't really care what the hell they do.

I was finally there. I pulled into the driveway and my family were already coming towards my car. Got out and was immediately pulled into a hug. I look to see who it was and I found my mom. No surprise there. After she finally lets go of me, I give my dad a quick hug and I see my brother going in for one. He squeezes me so hard I feel like my eyes are going to pop out of my head.

"Jon, you can stop breaking me now," I tell him with the little breath I have.

"Sorry," he says as he releases me. "I just missed you Clary," he says with a grin.

"I missed you guys too," I say with a real smile, that I feel I've been missing since I left.

"Well let's get you unpacked," says my mom, Jocelyn, with a bright smile.

"Okay," I said. I started to grab my suitcase, but my brother beat me to it. He walked into the house with it over his head, singing the 'Lion King' song. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. After I finally controlled my giggles, I picked up the rest of my bags and headed up to my room. Jon was already there and he threw my suitcase onto my bed.

"Thanks," I told him as I put my other bags on the floor.

"No problem," he said as he was walking out the door. Jon is a good brother. He loves me, and stands up for me. But sometimes he's overprotective. Every time a boy comes up to me, Jon chases him away with threats and his fist. My brother can be a violent person at times. But I love him either way.

It's been about fifteen minutes and I'm already done packing. I don't own a lot of things. At least three-quarters of my stuff is art supplies. But what can I say, I take after my mom.

I walk downstairs and into the living room. There's no one in there, but I hear voices coming from the kitchen so I walk over to the door. I open it and find my mom, dad, and Jon sitting at the island counter.

"Hey Clare," my mom greeted me.

"Hey, what's going on?" I asked them.

"We were planning on going out for dinner tonight," she said in an excited voice.

"Okay, where?" I asked a little hesitantly.

"There's this place called 'Takis' not too far from here," she said.

"Cool, when are we going?" I asked a little more excitedly.

"Now! Let's go!" Jon yelled suddenly, making me jump. He started pushing her towards the door. I grabbed my Converse, and headed out the door, Jon right on my heels. Soon after, our parents came out too. We got in the car and left.

o.O.o.O.o

We arrived at Takis a few minutes later. We walked in and were greeted by the smell of delicious food. We were all seated at a booth, when my mom said suddenly, "Oh crap! I forgot my purse in the car!" She got up and walked out the door.

"When the waitress comes over, can you order your mother and me a coffee please," my dad said, getting up to go help my mom. Just then our waitress came over.

"Hey guys. My name's Kaelie, and I will be you—Oh my god! Hey Jon. I didn't know you were here!" she said in a very high pitched voice.

Yeah right, I thought.

"Hey, Kaelie," he said a little awkwardly.

"We should go out again, sometime," she said, with that stupid smile plastered on her face.

"Um, no thanks," he replied. Her expression immediately changed.

"Fine! I don't like you anyway!" she said in a total non believable voice. She took a glass of, what looked like Sprite, and dumped it on the front of my shirt. Then she stomped away.

"What the hell did I do?!" I yelled, but not loud enough for everyone else to pay attention.

"She probably thought we were dating," he said with a disturbed look on his face. I pretend to gag. We both start laughing.

"I should go home and change," I say, looking down at my wet clothes.

"Yeah, let's go," he said, starting to get up.

"You go to the car, I'll be out in a second," he said.

"Okay," I said, but he was already gone. I started walking towards the door, as I was looking down at my ruined clothes. I was making my way to the door, when I ran into a wall. But then I realized it wasn't a wall, 'cause it reached out to steady me.

"Sorry," the human wall said. I looked up to respond, but my words slipped from my mind as I looked at the golden god standing before me.