This is my first fanfic on this series but I have read many other stories and just loved them. I ship Will and Tessa a lot but there might be common pop ups of Jem and Tessa.

Please give it a chance before judging it and I welcome helpful advice. I just want to become a better writer.

I DO NOT own The Infernal Devices nor its character's.

Tessa POV

"Tessa! Come on. It's time to go." My older, and only brother yelled from the bottom of the stair case.

Nate really wasn't a patient person. Considering that he was in a rush, it's as if he's glad for me to be going away.

Ever since our aunt died, Nate had been different. He was no longer the sweet brother that I had grown up to know. He was all stiff now. Everything I did seemed wrong in his eyes. I understood that he was hurting, but was that really a good reason enough to act the way he was acting?

I was at the top of the staircase, looking at the old pictures of us when Aunt Harriet was still alive. It seemed like a whole different life now.

Nate was really getting impatient.

"Hurry up Tessa! You wouldn't want the plan to leave you." It sounded harsh coming from him.

Wow. He must be really happy that I was leaving for boarding school. It seemed like a really good idea now, since he seemed so eager to get rid of his little sister.

I was already supposed to go to the boarding school in London while Aunt Harriet was still alive. I had gotten a full scholarship thanks to my straight A's.

The funeral had been held the day after I was supposed to leave, so of course, I stayed back for a couple days. I fixed up everything with the school there, telling them I wasn't going to be there for the first week.

Now that the funeral was over, there was nothing stopping me from going. I took one last look at my room through the open door. Everything was cleaned up and almost everything gone except for a couple things.

This was it. I was leaving this big city of New York and heading to Europe. I really had accomplished something worthwhile in my life. I was proud, and I knew Aunt Harriet would have been too.

I headed downstairs and out the door with Nate. I gave a mental goodbye to the house I had grown up in. Then off we headed to the airport.

At the airport, I checked in and gave Nate my final goodbye. I didn't have friends, so Nate was the only person for me to say goodbye to. Since our parents had left us when we were only kids, he was also the only family that I had left.

"Bye Nate. I hope that you'll be alright here without me." I told him

"Don't worry Tessie. I'll be alright. Just do me a favor. Show London the awesome Tessa I know." He said with a small grin. He gave me a big, tight hug. The brotherly kind. Oh, how I was going to miss this little rascal of my brother.

It had been good to see a little of the old Nate before I left. It had reassured me to know that the old Nate that I knew and loved was still in there somewhere.

I waved to him as I headed for the luggage check in. He waved back, a smile on his face. That was the first time I saw him smile, a real smile, ever since the funeral.

I checked in my bags and boarded the plane. I took my seat next to the window and looked out. We were going to arrive at London on the beginning of the second week of school.

From the view I had, I saw the tops of buildings to the tall skyscrapers of New York. I was going to really miss this place. There had been memories made here. Good ones and bad ones. No matter what happened, I would never forget this place, because it had become a part of me.

New York was a city full of the Arts. It had rubbed off me. It gave me a hobby for me to occupy on bad days. It had inspired and gave me inspiration to write.

That was how I got into The Institute Boarding School. I had done a thousand word essay on the history of France. I guess the school had been impressed and decided to offer me a full scholarship. Oh how thankful I was. It had been always my dream to get a new education, and to go to Europe.

The old woman sitting beside who had been knitting finally spoke up.

"Dearie, if you don't mind me asking, what are you planning to do in a big place such as London. I mean, you're all by yourself and you look about only sixteen years old. Am I right?" she asked

I just nodded. I noted that she had a British accent.

"Mam, I'm going to London to enter a boarding school. I'm on scholarship and I have always wanted to visit London. I guess my dreams are coming true." I said shyly

"That's wonderful! I do hope you have a good time there. Oh, the number of sights for you to see are endless."

We continued to talk about London, and all its wonder. I found out the old woman's name was Christine. (Christine will NOT show up again in the story. I just added her and the plane scene to make the story a little longer.)

After our long talk, I fell asleep all the way until the plane finally landed.

I woke up to the voice of a flight attendant on the speakers," Everyone, welcome to London. We hope you a good stay."

I got everything settled, got my bags, and left the airport. Outside, I hailed a taxi and got in. (I don't know the ways of transportation in London right now.)

The taxi took me to the Institute. I got off and paid him, and took my bags. When I turned around, I stood paralyzed. The Institute didn't look like a school. It looked like a mix of an ancient church with a castle. It guess it was safe to say that it was really big and beautiful.

There was one huge cathedral in the middle. Around it surrounded buildings where students were streaming out of. This looked more of a college than a high school.

There were students walking from a building to the next. I noticed that they all had uniforms. I didn't know that this school had uniforms. I guess that wasbwhy they had asked for my sizes when I was applying.

Someone was now walking in my direction. It was a woman with brown hair tied up into a bun, short and petite frame, and an aura of power that seemed to demand discipline and respect.

"Hello. You must be Miss Tessa Gray. I'm principle Branwell but all the students and staff call me by my first name, Charlotte." She said

I just nodded. Oh why did I have to be so shy?

"Let's go into my office and talk about everything you need to know about this school. I will have someone tend to your bags so just leave them here. They will be placed in your dorm room and we will talk about that too. Shall we?" Charlotte said and headed for the main building, the cathedral. I followed.

The inside of cathedral was even grander than it was from the outside. It was too hard to describe and write down into words. Just picture a castle that would have been found in the Victorian era.

I followed Charlotte into her office and there we talked about everything I needed to know. She gave me an official student handbook which also included the history of this school and how it came to be. She gave me my locker number, dorm number and key, schedule, and all the textbooks that I would need. Now all I needed was a map to find my way around here.

"I have also assigned two people who will show you around. These two students have the closest schedule as you. They are," she cut off mid-sentence and looked behind me.

I turned around and in the doorway were two boys, clearly students. They were also the two most handsome boys I had ever seen. Were people from London always in somewhat way good looking?

One boy had pitch black hair and didn't seem to want to be fixed. It was messy, but in a good way. He had the most startling blue eyes I had ever seen. The other way was different. He had hair that seemed to be silver, and so were his eyes. Both of these boys were tall.

"Ahhh, here they are. Miss Tessa, let me introduce you to these two young gentlemen," Charlotte directed a hand in the direction of the boy with the blue eyes," This is Mister William Herondale."

"I go by Will." Commented William

Charlotte continued," And this is Mister James Castairs."

"And I go by Jem." Commented James

"I will leave Miss Gray in your hands now. Help her find her way around and answer any question she might have. Goodbye now Miss Gray. I hope you like here at The Institute." She said and then stood up and left to go to another room, leaving me alone with Jem and Will.

"Why do I have to be here?" Will asked Jem

"You're the one who has most of your classes with Miss Tessa Gray. I'm just here to help out." Jem replied which Will returned with a groan. Everyone I had met so far had British accents. I guess you can expect that in a European school.

I stood up from the chair I had been sitting in and faced them.

"Welcome Miss Gray to our humble home." Jem said

"Please, just call me Tessa." I said quietly. Jem just smiled.

"I guess we better get going then. At least I get to miss class for this." Will said

They headed out the door in which I followed. From behind me, I felt Will's eyes burning against my back. I turned my head around to see that he was staring at me with serious, and curious eyes.

I turned my head back forward in a jerk and we continued to walk the halls. I could still him looking at me, with those startling blue eyes. When I had looked him in the eye, I had felt vulnerable. I had felt like sinking to me knees.

I asked questions to Jem about the school and everything I was curious about.

"Do we always have to wear uniforms?" I asked

"Yeah, pretty much. The uniforms aren't that bad."

"How old is this school?"

"50 years old."

"Well then, why is Charlotte a principle while she seemed so young?" I asked, curious

"She graduated early and top of her class. Plus, someone recommended this job for her." Jem answered patiently.

They continued my tour of the school and handed me a map, just in case I got lost. Jem did most of the talking, with Will butting in from time to time to make snide comments about a class or a teacher. Will also made a comment about me asking so many questions.

"Do you always ask so many questions? Is that the same for all Americans? I know Charlotte said that you can ask us any questions, but I didn't know you would ask this many."

I stopped asking questions after that.

They led me to the girl's dormitory. Will was the one who had to show me to my room since Jem had somewhere to be. Plus, he felt like Will needed to do something.

Will led me through the halls and found my room.

"Look, I need to visit a friend before she heads back to her class. I'll be back since I have to be. Just find something for me to do by the time I get back so I don't have to go back to class." He demanded

I just nodded. Will turned and left to God knows where. I took a deep breath in. I can get through this.

I found my dorm and unlocked the door. There were two beds, with one already occupied. There was another door which led to a bathroom and two closets. My stuff was already in the room, though I didn't know how it got there. There was a note left on the other, and rather empty bed.

Dear Tessa,

I'm happy that you're going to be my new roommate. I hope we will be the best of friends. I left this just to tell you that this is your bed and the other empty closet in the bathroom is yours. I'm in class right now. I guess you don't have to go to class today. Just unpack your things and I hope to meet you soon. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me, once I'm here. Welcome, and I hope you like it here.

Sincerely your new roommate,

Sophie

PS: Your uniform is already hanging in your closet. They even provided you with your shoes. All you have to do know is get a name badge. Just go to the office, tell them you're new, and ask to get one. Okay, good luck!

This Sophie girl seemed really nice. Although she left me a note of reassurance, I still felt weary. What would happen if I did something wrong?

I pushed my negative thoughts away and started to unpack. Sophie's side of the room was very simple, yet cheerful. She covered her side of the wall with posters, making it look like wallpaper. Her bed was on the right side of the room and was very simple. It had sea blue covers with a wavy design with green thread. Her pillows were solid colors of green and blue. She had a desk which was all organized with everything in a place.

I turned to my own empty bed. I started with putting the covers on first. They were gray, purple, and blue stripes of various sizes. The pillows were just black, white, and purple. I really liked the color purple. Once the bed sheets were done, I moved on to the wall.

I decided to put up a couple posters which were just things such as the infinity sign and graphic designs. I also put up a small frame which was a picture of me, Nate, and Aunt Harriet. Memories flooded back to me when I put it up on the wall.

I bet I stood there for a while before someone knocked on the door, grabbing out of my deep thoughts. I went over and opened the door to see Will. Whatever he had done must have included the girl he was meeting with since his hair was messed up and his uniform jumbled and wrinkly.

"May I come in?" he asked with a fake tone of politeness.

I moved out of the way to make room for him to come in. He just stood there, looking around, then seated himself on the chair of my desk.

"So, what have you found for me to do?" he asked with a bored tone in his voice

I thought of the first thing I saw. There was bookshelf on the far side of the wall and it seemed that Sophie did not like to read. That was a good thing considering I brought about two to three boxes full of books.

"You can place my books into that bookshelf over there," I said as I grabbed one box that I had filled with books. Will got out of his seat and came over to me and took the box out of my hands.

"Why would you carry something as heavy as this? " He asked as he took the box out of my hands. I just shrugged.

"So the books are already in alphabetical order so you just need to put them on the shelf. There are two more boxes filled with books and the boxes are labeled by the alphabetical books in them. That won't be too hard for you right? I wouldn't want to hurt or damage that pretty little head of yours by making you put the books in order yourself?" I asked with sarcasm on that last part.

"Well, just for your information, I'm in English Literature so I know about books and the alphabet. It's good to see you do have some humor in you." Will said with a sly grin.

"Just unpack the boxes. Thank you." I said then turned back to unpack my other things. Will got right to work on unpacking the boxes.

I then decided to fix my side table. It already had a lamp so all I did was fill the drawers and put two small picture frames on top. One was of me and Nate and the other was of me and Aunt Harriet. I really loved my family.

While I was unpacking my clothes in the bathroom, Will yelled out to me, "You really like Charles Dickens don't you? I mean you have so many books of the old classics. Of course, I have more." I could just feel him smiling to himself in his own arrogance.

I finally finished unpacking everything and exited the bathroom to find all the books on the shelves, except for one that Will was reading on my bed. He was reading A Tale of Two Cities.

"Mmmhh. This book is very interesting, yet it is not my favorite. I mean, Sydney Carton could have had the girl. " Will said casually as I took a seat at the edge of my bed. He then put his long legs on my lap like a footstool.

"You know William, for a British man, you don't have any good manners."

"For your information, I am not British, but Welsh." He corrected

I just shook my head and pushed his legs off my lap. He just kept putting it back on my lap and I just kept on pushing it off. We continued like this until I just gave up.

I looked up at the clock and saw that classes were over. I couldn't believe it. Will really found some way to miss school. Unfortunately, I had a lot classes with him so that meant seeing him more. Oh world, what did I do to deserve this torture?

I mean, he was really good looking, though I would rather kill myself before I would tell him that aloud. It was just his attitude. Clearly he was arrogant and had some kind of reputation here. I just didn't want to have to deal with someone like that.

All of a sudden, the door opened and a girl stood in the doorway. Will immediately took his legs off my lap and stood up.

"What are you doing here Herondale?" the girl spat out

Will just held up his hands in surrender with that sly grin back on his face.

"Get out! Boys aren't allowed in the girl's dormitory. Get out before we get in trouble!" the girl exclaimed

Will put his hands down.

"What! You weren't allowed in here. Why didn't you tell me?" I exclaimed

"For this. Your reaction. It's priceless." He said with that sly mischievous grin of his and left the room.

Ughhhhhhh! How aggravating. It was just my first day and William Herondale might have already gotten me in trouble. I just wanted to scream!

I turned around to see the girl looking at me.

"Hey, I'm Sophie. I'm really sorry about Will. That's just the way he is." Said the girl

"Oh, I can see that know. Don't worry about it."

Sophie just smiled.

I wasn't done with Will yet. I was going to find out why he's such a jerk. How could a guy like Will be friends with a kind, caring, and gentle guy like Jem?

Only did I know that William Herondale has more in mind on how to make my school year more exciting. If only I had known that William had a ritual of tricks on every new kid. How was I supposed to be any different?

Will

Poor little Tessa. I couldn't believe their reactions. It was hilarious! And totally worth it.

She hasn't seen the beginning of it. This school year just got a little more fun.

My mind was telling me to give her the "special treatment" of being the new kid, and to show her who runs this school. But in my heart, I was thinking to not do this and just let her be.

I waved that last thought off. Last time I had listened to my heart, my conscience, I had ended up hurting someone I really cared for. I wasn't going to make that mistake again. Not again.

It was better having people thinking I was cold and heartless than letting my feelings show. It would just bring back bad memories and I didn't want to take the chance of hurting anyone else the way I had done before. I didn't want to show people the boy who got his own sister killed.

Even if I might have hurt people with my words, at least I haven't hurt them by showing them my feelings. That have worse outcomes. The only person who had ever seen my true feelings were my little sister Cecily and my closets friend, Jem. I was hoping it was going to stay that way, but it didn't.

Okay. This has been my longest chapter out of all my stories EVER. I just have big hopes about this story.

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I replaced this chapter since I wanted to fix and add a couple of things.

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