So this is my very first fan fiction ever and I am very excited to have everyone read it! So enjoy

DISCLAIMER - I don't own any of the characters. Those all came from the brilliant mind of Cassandra Clare!

CPOV

I woke to the sound of my alarm clock blaring in my ear so I grabbed it and flung it across the room successfully silencing the annoying thing as it broke into a bunch of pieces against my wall. I got up and rummaged through my closet looking for something to wear. It was the first day of my Junior year at Idris High along with Izzy, Simon, and Jace. They were my best friends and I was happy that they would be going through yet another year of the tortures of high school with me. I did have to admit that I was a little bit more excited that Jace would be there with me. Jace and I were inseparable and have been since we met in the first grade.

~Flashback~

"Get back here Simon!" Yelled the six year old Clary as she ran after the seven year old Simon. They had known each other since diapers and had done everything together. They were on the playground during recess one day and Simon had snuck up behind her and tagged her and then ran away as fast as he could. Clary was unaware of the blonde haired, golden eyed boy watching the whole ordeal from the swing set so when Simon ran past the swings the boy tripped Simon and he fell face first on the mats that were under the swing set.

Clary finally caught up to where Simon was and looked from Simon to the blonde boy who had a smirk on his face and then back at Simon. She knew what happened just by looking at the boy.

"Hey why did you tripped Simon?" She asked while helping Simon up.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, but if i were you i would be thanking whatever did trip him cause it didn't look like you were going to get him any time soon." He said with that smirk still plastered on his face the entire time.

"I was doing just fine without any help thank you very much!" Clary said while stepping closer to him. "But since you think i need so much help then . . . tag your it!" She yelled while giggling and running away as fast as she could, it didn't do much good though because he caught after a couple of seconds. But they had been best friends ever since.

~End Flashback~

"Clary you have twenty minutes to get your ass down here and out the door before I leave you!" My brother Jonathon yelled, breaking me out of my reverie. He was a senior this year along with my other friends Alec, Magnus, Sebastian and Maia, she was supposed to be in my grade this year but tested out so she could graduate early.

"I'll be down in fifteen so fuck off Jonathon!" I hurried and put on a pair of ripped skinny jeans a green scoop neck tee and my green chucks. I went to the bath room to re-straighten my hair that I had done the night before, brush my teeth, and put on a little bit of make-up so Izzy wouldn't bitch at me about how a girl should always at least put on mascara and some eye liner. I grabbed my back pack and rushed down the stairs. Jon was sitting on the couch waiting for me.

"Ready." I said while heading outside to Jon's 1967 Shelby GT500. He had been rebuilding it for years and he finally had it drivable this year. It still needed to be painted so right now it only had the gray primer on it.

"It's about God damn time, I was about ready to leave your ass!" Jon said while climbing into the drivers seat and starting the car.

"Shut the fuck up and just drive." The drive to school was quiet the only sound coming from the radio. Jon pulled into the school parking lot finding a place to park quickly and turned the car off. We both got out and made our way to the school. I spotted Isabelle almost immediately. She was wearing a bight blue dress that came just above her knee and five inch strappy heels that made her tower over me.

"Clary, oh my God, it's about time I've been waiting for you for like 10 minutes!" Izzy said and took a hold of my hand and dragged me to the doors. "So I already found our lockers and ours are right by each other, thankfully. I so didn't want to get stuck by someone I didn't like! Oh and Simon and Jace are by ours too! They are just around this corner."

Me and Izzy rounded one of the many corners in the school and when we did I came to an abrupt stop at what I saw. There in front of what I assumed were our lockers was Jace, pinning Kaelie against the lockers making out. I had liked Jace for a couple of years now with his blonde wavy hair that had grown just to eyes length, his rare amber eyes, slim muscular build, and the tattoo that started at his wrist and ran the length of his arm up under his shirt and then became visible again at his collar and ended just below his ear. It was a very detailed piece of art work that he had asked me to draw, of an angel's wing wrapping around his arm and he had my name written on the inside of his wrist, which totally finished off the bad boy vibe that he seemed to want everyone to think he was. Only I knew that behind all that facade was the sweet friend that I knew and loved but I was to much of a coward to tell him how I felt knowing that he would never go for a girl like me.

I had a tattoo of my own starting at my hip and going up on my side ending on my ribs just below my arm pit, of a black and white snake wrapped around a rose vine with two bright red roses with Jace's name right below the biggest rose though I had never told any one about it. Jace knew his name was tattooed on me he just didn't know where and nothing about the snake.

I had never really minded any of Jace's girlfriends and they had never minded me but Kaelie was different. Kaelie hated me and I hated her. Kaelie was the biggest bitchiest slut in our school and everyone knew it. Whenever Jace wasn't around or wasn't paying attention Kaelie would always glare and say horrible things to me. I noticed Izzy looking at me with a sympathetic expression breaking me out of my thoughts so I just shook my head at Izzy and continued walking towards the vomit inducing scene in front of us.

"Hey bitch your in the fucking way so if you would so kindly remove yourself from my locker I would really appreciate it." I said in the sweetest voice I could muster up, upon approaching the seemingly oblivous couple in front of me. Izzy laughed and Jace recognizing the voice broke apart from Kaelie and took a step away from her.

"Ugh why do you even hang out with this geek Jacey-poo?" Kaelie said while running one of her long fake painted finger nails up and down his tattooed arm.

"Because this geek happens to be my best friend and even though she can be a little rude sometimes I still happen to like her so deal with it." He said even though he was glaring at me the entire time. I knew I shouldn't have said what I did while Jace was there but I just couldn't help it. "I'll catch up with you in a minute Kaelie so yeah bye." Kaelie tried to give him a kiss on the lips but Jace had turned his face to look at me so she got his cheek instead but she didnt seem to mind and then walked off to her class. I always wondered why girls put up with his dickish attitude but they did, and seemed to like it even.

"You know you could at least pretend to like her while I'm around." He said while opening his locker which was right next to mine and getting his book out.

"Well you could not make out with your slut in front of my locker or in front of me at all you know. I mean no offence but I really don't want to watch you swapping spit with that walking STD Jacey-poo!" I had to laugh when I saw Jace's face turn into one of disgust at his nickname.

"Don't call me that you know I hate nicknames like that."

"Whatever Jacey-poo what is your first period?" The next thing I knew I was being picked up and thrown over Jace's shoulder. I looked to Izzy for help but she smiled and waved bye as she walked in the opposite direction. "Damn you Izzy!" I yelled after her. "Put me down Jace I promise I won't call you that name anymore."

"No i don't think I will. Do you know how many girls would die just to be in the position you are, and yet you take it for granted. Such a pity. But we both have math so I think I will just carry you."

"You are such an asshole you know that?"

"That's what they tell me." He said while smirking the whole way to math.

~XX-O-XX~

Math was uneventful, don't get me wrong I liked math I just hated my teacher, Mrs. Peterson, she was like 60 and had pale ivory skin that looked like crinkled up paper and a white afro looking thing with gray streaks through it. She couldn't teach worth a damn and she was always on my ass about one thing or another it was like she had a personal vendetta against me or something. The only good thing about math was that I got to sit next to Jace, so that made it worth while, well except that every girl in class was glaring at me the entire time. But I didn't care. My next two classes, U.S. History and Biology, went by in a blur. I had no friends in either class and so I just sat there and doodled the entire time. I was so relieved when the bell rang meaning it was time for lunch. I gathered up my things as fast as I could and nearly ran out the door. I was almost to the commons when I ran into to someone or rather some ran into me and hard. I flew back, landing on my butt sliding on the ground and finally hitting my head against the lockers.

"What the fuck!" I growled to whoever rammed me while rubbing my head. When I finally did look up I saw that the culprit was none other than the bitch herself, Kaelie was standing above me with the ugliest smile on her face.

"Watch where you're going geek! Oh and stay away from my boyfriend!" She and her slut gang were laughing now and that pissed me the fuck off and before I knew what I was doing I had swiped my leg across the floor and felt it connect with hers and with a howl she had landed with a huge thud on the tiled floor right on her back.

"Whoops must have been a result of hitting my head so hard you know spasms and what not. Well see you bitches later!" I couldn't help but laugh at the look on Kaelie's face right before she hit the floor.

I was in the commons now and spotted Izzy and Simon at our usual table and put up a finger saying that I would be there in a minute and headed towards the a la cart. When I finally took my hand away from my head I looked at it and saw that there was blood on it. Shit, that can't be good, I thought but I didn't want to worry about it right now because right now I was starving. Once I paid for my food I went and joined Izzy and Simon at our table.

JPOV

"Jacey-poo!" Ugh was all I could think when I heard the annoying high pitch whiney voice from behind me echoing through the halls. I slowly turned toward Kaelie only to be engulfed in a huge bear hug type thing. She was crying and trying to talk in between sobs, her make up was running down her face which made her look even worse then usual.

"Try to stop crying, it's not a good look on you, and tell me what happened cause I can't understand you through your annoying sobs." She stopped crying almost immediately, she was still sniffling while self-conscious trying to wipe up the make up that was running down her cheeks. I really wasn't in the mood to deal with her bull shit today.

"Well I was just walking down the hall with Aline and Mandy and I saw Clary on the ground picking up her books and stuff and I was just going to walk by her and not say anything cause I know that she's your friend, but when I was passing her she tripped me and I landed on my back." She began sobbing again at this point and I could hardly understand the next thing she said. "It hurt so bad and I didn't even do anything to her Jacey-poo."

"Ok well go and clean yourself up cause this is not your best look babe and I will go and talk to Clary." I gave her a quick kiss on her forehead and headed back towards the commons to talk to Clary.

I really didn't believe all of Kaelie's story because I knew she wasn't so innocent but I couldn't believe Clary would do something like that after I had asked her to be nice to Kaelie. I really didn't like Kaelie all that much, with her annoying ass voice and the clothes she wore that hardly covered anything leaving little to the imagination of a horny teenage boy but she was an easy lay and I had needs. I was probably going to break up with her soon. She was just to clingy and was always smacking her gum sounding like a cow and she always took my bull shit. Clary never took my bull shit, she always had some smart ass comment to say back to me and put me in my place and I liked that about her.

I would never tell anyone this but I was beginning to think that I liked Clary more just a friend, with her fiery red hair that went just below her collar bone, bright emerald green eyes, feisty attitude, and the fact that she had my name tattooed on her somewhere was a fucking turn on like none other. We had decided when we were younger that we would do it as a best friends sort of thing like those gay ass necklaces that say Best and Buds or what ever on them, when we were old enough. I got mine right when I turned sixteen last year along with my sleeve that Clary drew and she got hers done this year when she turned sixteen. I was a little mad that she didn't let me go with her since she came with me but I didn't mind all that much although I did swear to her that I would one day find out where she got it even if it killed me.

When I finally reached the commons I walked up to the table spotting Clary immediately, I mean how could you miss that beautiful red hair of hers? Damn it Jace get a hold of yourself. Don't be such a douche bag girls are sexy not beautiful. I scolded myself. But Clary was God damn beautiful. I groaned inwardly for thinking it yet again.

"Clary can I speak to you out in the hall for a minute please? Now." I said putting just a little bit of bitterness in my words. I turned around and walked out into to the hall knowing that she would follow. Once she was out in the hall I dragged her over to a more secluded spot. "Can you please tell me what happened with Kaelie in the hall? She came up to me crying and said that you had tripped her."

"Oh so you're just going to believe everything that your precious slut says without even getting my side of the story?" I could tell that she was beyond pissed from what I said so I thought I better hurry and say something to calm her down before I got smacked.

"No I'm not taking her side, that's why I'm here so I can get your side." I was looking at her waiting for her to answer and I could tell something was wrong. Clary usually had flawless ivory skin but right now it look almost white and her eyes usually bright and vivid were now dull and lifeless and out of focus. She was just about to say something when all of the sudden she her eyes closed and she started to fall. I caught her right before she hit the ground making me go onto my knees, one hand under her head the other on her waist. I felt something warm and sticky and my hand so I put her head in my lap to get a better look at my hand and when I brought my hand up to look at it I saw that it was covered in blood. Clary's blood.

"Clare-bear can you hear me you have to wake up, please, please wake up!" I begged her while softly stroking her hair. "Somebody help me!" I yelled down the hall hoping, praying, that somebody would hear me.

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Love, Pearl