Author's Note: IMPORTANT: In this fanfiction, Isabelle and Alec are not siblings. Isabelle has Maryse's maiden name, Trueblood. Isabelle lives with Maryse and her dad (OC). Alec lives with Robert and his mom (OC). Valentine is Jace's dad. Luke is Clary's dad. Magnus has parents. They are all human.


"And these children that you spit on as they try to change their worlds;
are immune to your consultations, they are quite aware of what they are going through." -David Bowie


Clary Fray sat in her mother's small, expensive car, staring sullenly out the window. "Clary, do you promise never to skip school to go comic book shopping again?" Her mother said patiently.

Clary sighed and replied for the hundredth time, "Yes, Mom, I promise. Can I please not go to this stupid detention? It's a Saturday!"

Jocelyn looked at her daughter with stern green eyes. "You can't always get what you want. Now go in there and learn a lesson."

Clary could tell that she wouldn't get anything out of this conversation, so she opened the door, straightened her pink skirt, and got out of the car. "Bye, dear!" Her mother called out the window before driving away. Clary didn't even bother to wave before she trudged up the steps of her school.


Alec Lightwood fiddled nervously with the hem of his black sweater as his mother parked the car at the front of the school, where he was going to have detention for the first time in his life. "Alec."

Alec glanced up through his stark black hair. "Yes?"

"I want you to study while you're in there, okay?" His mother said sternly.

"We're not allowed to study in detention, Mom." Alec replied softly, then jumped out of the vehicle and made his way to the school. He heard his mom drive away behind him.


Jace Morgenstern slid his muscular arms into his letterman jacket as his dad pulled up to the steps in front of the school. "I can't believe that you have to go to Saturday detention just for getting into a fight." Valentine said to his son, "Kids fight all the time."

"Kids also get into trouble whenever they fight, Dad." Jace replied.

"It's because you're the best wrestler at this school, Jace." His father said, looking him in the eye, "The other kids are jealous of you. There's nothing you can do about it."

Jace sighed. "Yeah, Dad, I know. But I have to go now."

The young man exited the car and slammed the door. His father drove away without another word.


Isabelle Trueblood gripped her large purse to her chest as her dad drove her to the school. Even when they were mere centimeters away from each other, they didn't speak. Isabelle was thankful when they stopped by the school and she got out. She hummed a random tune and started chewing a peice of gum, before sticking the moist blob to someone's vehicle. Her skirt brushed against her legs as she skipped up the concrete steps and pushed through the heavy door.


Magnus Bane walked across the football feild, smoking a cigarette and whistling out the smoke. The chains on his attire clanged together as he jumped onto things out of sheer boredom. Finally, he reached the school. Magnus sighed, expelling a plume of grey, then snubbed out his smoke on the concrete railing, leaving the spent cigarette and ashes in a potted plant. He swaggered up the steps and into the school for what he was sure would not be the last time.


Author's Second Note: Okay that was just an introduction. Anyone who is familiar with the movie probably has an idea about which character is which. If you aren't familiar with 'The Breakfast Club', then just concentrate on their respective stereotypes (Clary=spoiled rich girl, Alec=nerd, Jace=jock, Isabelle=neglected nutcase, and Magnus=rebellious criminal). I'll try to stay true to the meaning of the movie, but the pairings will be mixed up to fit these characters.

And I know that I have many multi-chapter fics on the go. I'm stupid that way. But I actually am working on chapter 19 of Bone City, so don't give up on me!

And this is an outragiously long author's note. Review?

Take care.
-Patricia Sage