"I am ember
Burning down your empire
Glowing brighter than the darkness inside of you"
Clary Saltzman is a hybrid, witch and werewolf. Due to her mother thinking it wasn't safe at the Boarding School anymore, she sent her daughter off to her fathe...
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WALKING INTO SCHOOL the next day with Bella, had Clary boiling in rage, mostly because she didn't need an expert even though she hasn't been to a regular school since forever. She was always homeschooled by her mother.
"Can you just, like, walk away or something?" Clary asked, more like demanded, barely glancing at Bella as she looked down at her schedule. "I don't want to be seen with the likes of you."
"My dad told me to not leave you alone. We all know how much trouble you get into," Bella stated. "You probably would run away as so--"
"I didn't even think of that, but thanks for the reminder," Clary retorted, crossing her arms as she swiftly turned to Bella. "I may have been homeschooled most of my life, but that does not mean that you have to stick by my side as if I'm some blind dog. I can find myself around this place, afterall, it is smaller than the boarding school." She walked away from Bella who had just stood there, shaking her head in disappointment.
"Hey, new girl!" Some jock whistled as Clary stomped by.
He went to grab her but she easily grabbed his face with her right hand and pushed him away from her, walking away as she did so. "Don't touch me," She spoke, swiftly making it to her first class of the day.
She paused at the door, her witchy and wolf senses tingling. She sniffed, her eyes narrowing as she looked around the classroom, her eyes soon landing on a pale guy with bronze hair and gold eyes. She shook her head and stepped into the classroom, looking to the teacher. She wordlessly pushed paper into his chest, keeping her green eyes on the gold eyes that looked back at her.
"Sorry, I'm late," the voice of Bella said as she ran into the classroom, almost running into Clary. She cleared her throat. "This is my... sister, Clary. She's new."
"And apparently rich," the teacher added, looking at Clary's paper. "Your last shool was a boarding school? Cool, but we might do things different around here, Miss Saltzman. You may take a seat by Jasper. Jasper raise your hand." Another pale ass boy rose his hand. Clary frowned and made her way over to Jasper, swiftly taking her seat without looking at him, but he was certainly looking at her.
Jasper was a vampire, a cold one, different than a night walker. Their type of vampire can't eat or drink human things, they can't cry, their skin is like marble, and they literally shine like a disco ball when the sun hits them. Clary did not know this information or else, she would've confronted him. Of course, she knew something was wrong with him and the other pale boy who was sitting beside Bella, but, it's not like she fully knew what her witchy and wolfie feeling were telling her, so she said nothing, only basking in her own anger as she drowned out the world around her.
