WARNING: This is my first fan fiction so it may not be the best in the world. Also, I swear a lot, so if profane language offends you, then don't read this. Also, there are going to be darker themes in this story, so yet again, if you have an issue, don't read it.

DISCLAIMER: All right belong to Cassandra Clare, I just made the weird plots.

Now on with the story, I hope everyone enjoys it! Please review!

Clary's POV

"Clary, wake up. Claaaary! C'mon Clare-Bear, we're going to be late for school." Jon shook my shoulder gently, attempting to peacefully lull me out of my slumber. He failed miserably; his attempts only succeeded in causing me to mutter a few profanities as I shot him a slightly obscene and very unladylike gesture.

"Ugh! CLARY!" Jon yelled in my ear, eliciting a sharp slap to the back of his head. That's what you get for messing with a girl who is trying to sleep, asshole.

"Leave me the hell alone Jon, I'm trying to sleep! By the way, next time you yell in my ear I will hit you a heck of a lot harder than that," I snap at him, proceeding to lay my head back down and close my deep green eyes again. Even though my eyes were closed, I swear I could almost see Jon as he rolled his eyes at me.

He starts speaking again, completely abandoning the thought of being gentle in favor of pleading, "Clarissa Adele Fray," I opened my eyes temporarily to give him a displeased look at the use of my full name. I then close them again as he continues.

"Please get up! Please! Sebastian will be here in like 15 minutes an- Oomph!" Jon landed on the hardwood floor with a loud thud as I bolted out of the bed, snatching a pair of clothes off of the top of my dresser and dashing into the bathroom while I mutter an apology. I quickly throw on my long sleeved teal sweater, wincing slightly as the cloth rubbed against a faint bruise on my wrist. I slip on my black leggings and a pair of mix matched socks. I then put on my black high top Converses and carefully apply a marginal amount of eye liner and mascara to showcase my vibrant green eyes. I slather on a bit of strawberry chapstick and slide the tube into my pocket as I turn back to my mirror. I sigh and start taming my fiery red hair. Well attempting to at least. It takes a while, but once I am satisfied with my hair, I walk back into my room, grabbing my bag and glancing at the clock right as I hear Sebastian's car approaching. My eyes widen. Shitshitshitshitshit, he is gonna kill me if I make him late!

I rush down the stairs and grab an apple as Jon holds the front door open for me. I smile gratefully and walk out the front door. I share a look with Sebastian as I wait for Jon. He watches me from the open window of his black Lexus is250. He looks from me to the apple in my hand then back at me, a small frown forming on his lips. I quickly toss the apple into the trash and he smiles approvingly as Jon finally walks outside, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I lean against him smiling as we walk towards the car. I love the feeling of his arm around me. Its a warm, safe feeling, and it assures me that no matter what happens, ill be safe with him.

As we approach the car, Jon smirks playfully, "Well geez Clare-bear, if I had known all I had to do to get you out of bed was mention your boyfriend, I'd have done it an hour ago." I punch him playfully as he says my nickname. I don't reply because its true, every time I hear Sebastian's name I do everything in my power to do what I have to do to keep him happy. Because you're scared of him. You don't want him to act scary again. I frown slightly, sliding into the back seat as i mentally argue with myself. Shut up, he is only scary when you deserve it. It you weren't so worthless maybe he would act nicer.

I am snapped out of my mental argument when i realize Jon and Seb are staring at me through the rearview mirror. I realize we aren't moving yet. As I focus my attention on them, Seb sighs.

"Clary, we were trying to tell you to put your seatbelt on, were you even listening to us?" I nod quickly, fumbling to put the belt on. As we drive away I notice a moving truck in front of the house next to ours. That house has been empty for a while since nobody can afford to buy it. I guess that changed though, because the "For Sale" sign is gone and there are two people moving in furniture. There is a teenage boy with short raven black hair and piercing blue eyes. There is a girl with the same color hair, except going all the way to her butt. She is next to him and they are getting into a car. They turn and wave at two older versions of them in the window. Must be their parents, I guess. Neither of them get into the driver's seat. Must be a third person. They look like high schoolers, maybe I will see them at school.

I continue to think about them all the way to school. I am so engrossed in my thoughts that when we park and Sebastian opens the door for me, it takes me a second to realize. When I do, I quickly get out, taking his outstretched hand and wincing when he squeezes too hard. Jon waits as we walk around the car and the three of us continue towards the school together. We walk to the doors and I smile when I see my best friend Simon. I step forward and hug him with one arm since Sebastian still hasn't released my other one. We keep our arms around each other's waists while we talk about what happened over the weekend. After a minute or two, Seb pulls me back to him, kissing me roughly before I can protest. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him, painfully almost. We stay like that for a minute while I fight not to pull away. I should be trying to make him happy right now, not thinking about how much I want him to let go. I scold myself mentally and kiss back, trying my hardest to pretend that I'm enjoying it. I suppress a sigh of relief when Jon clears his throat and Seb and I pull away from each other, his arm still around my waist. We turn to face Jon and my face is a light scarlet from my blushing. I know Seb only did that because he was asserting his dominance over me. He doesn't like Simon very much, but since he is my only friend besides Magnus, a very sparkly, very gay boy with cat like eyes, he tolerates him.

"Seb, you may be my best friend, but I don't want you sucking face with my sister right in front of me, okay?" Jon makes a look of playful disgust before letting his expression slide into a grin. Seb and I smile back as Seb gives a light nod of his head as if to say "Yessir Captain!" Its actually kind of funny since my brother is captain of the football team and Seb is his right hand man. I smile more at this until I look over Jon's shoulder to see the most beautiful boy I have ever laid eyes on. He has golden blonde hair and his eyes are also gold, but a few shades lighter. He is wearing a pair of black jeans and a white t-shirt with a black leather windbreaker over it. He has an air of confidence and a small smirk that shows it as plain as day. This boy is gorgeous, and he knows it. I am slightly shocked when he looks over at me and our eyes meet. We just stand there for a moment, watching each other until I feel a sharp pain in my side. I gasp quietly and the smile falls from my face as Sebastian's arm tightens painfully around my waist. I look away from the angelic beauty as I stumble into Seb's side. He doesn't seem to care that his grip is hurting me because he doesn't loosen it at all until I look up with tears in my eyes. He is frowning as he looks between me and the blonde boy who is now also frowning slightly. Seb notices me looking at the boy still and he tightens his grip more, causing me to wince again. He leans down to whisper in my ear and as I look around I realize that Jon is off talking to some of the football players while Simon converses with the gamers, leaving me alone with Sebastian.

"Did you even hear me? Clary?" Seb practically growls as he clenches his fists up angrily. "I- I'm sorry Seb. What were you saying?" My voice rises slightly in fear at the end of my sentence. He rolls his eyes.

"Why the hell are you staring at the fucking new boy?! You look like you are trying to undress him with your eyes! Were you completely oblivious to the fact that your boyfriend is right here trying to have a goddamn conversation!?" I lean away from him as his voice shakes with anger.

"N-no! I- I was j-just surprised that we had new students." I stare down at my shoes as I wait tensely for his reaction. He is quiet for a moment until he suddenly yanks my face up to his, forcing my to stand on my tip toes and lean against his chest. He presses up together and kisses me again, even rougher this time. When the bell rings I try to pull away. He just growls and knots his hand in my hair, holding me to him. To anyone who looks at us, I'm sure we look like a happy couple. Maybe we look passionately in love. I think we are supposed to be, but lately I find it hard to convince myself that we are.

After a moment, he finally releases me and wraps his arm around my shoulder as Jon had done earlier. We walk towards the school and I notice that everyone else is already inside. Great, now we are late. I groan inwardly. As we walk to class I try to ignore Sebastian's arm on me, but I find it difficult. When Jon did this earlier, I felt safe and secure, but now all I feel is revulsion and fear. Get over this Clary. You love Sebastian. He is a great guy and he always treats you the way you deserve, so stop being bratty and start acting the way you should. You do love Sebastian. I think to myself for a moment. Do I?

Thanks everyone who took the time to read this! I know it may not be the best, but I hope you guys liked it, and don't worry, this will be Clace. We just have to get past Sebastard first.

I was thinking about doing Jace's POV next chapter. Any thoughts?

Please Review! xoxo, Ash