I was disappointed with my other story so I'm writing a new one so here it is. All rights to Cassandra Clare for the characters.
"Isabelle come on! We're going to be late to class" Clary Fray was half dragging her roommate and longtime best friend to their History class. "I don't see why they have so many unnecessary classes so early in the morning. I mean who cares about the Gods and who built the pyramids. I want to go back to sleep." Clary had been friends with Isabelle Lightwood since they were in middle school together. This was their daily routine when it came to the day they had history.
Isabelle was a fashion major so the classes that didn't include clothes or glitter were a bore. Alec, Isabelle's oldest brother, was trailing behind them aimlessly kicking a rock. Next to Alec was their adoptive brother Jace (A.K.A. the bane of Clary's existence). See Clary and Jace had gotten along fine (she'd even had a crush on him) until he slept with her cousin, Aline, and broken up with her the next day. Now, they could barely look at each other without getting into a fight. Alec and Jace veered off to go to their morning classes, leaving Clary and Isabelle alone. "I hate him so much", Clary said with a glare in Jace's direction. Isabelle sighed and shook her head, "I don't see why you two can't get along. I mean yeah he violated the girl code by sleeping with Aline, but remember when you made out with his best friend at that party?" Clary looked at Isabelle like she'd lost her mind, "That was different. Sebastian and I really liked each other whereas he just used Aline." Isabelle rolled her eyes and walked ahead to her boyfriend Simon, Clary's other best friend.
o.O.o
Alec smacked Jace on the back of the head when he caught him looking at the professor's ass. "Hey! Just because you're gay doesn't mean I can't look at girls," Jace exclaimed while rubbing the back of his head. Professor Branwell turned and told them to hush or get out. Both boys sunk down further into their chairs. "So Clary was looking cute today," Alec said as he nudged Jace's shoulder. Jace made a gagging noise and rolled his eyes, "If by cute you mean a paint covered gargoyle, then yeah she was freaking gorgeous." Alec chuckled and turned back to the front, "Do you really hate her that much?" Jace looked at him like he was an idiot, "You know what she did with my BEST friend. That isn't forgivable." Alec mumbled something about Jace being jealous. Mrs. Branwell dismissed them soon after that, and they headed out toward their dorm. "I'm having lunch with Isabelle and Clary if you want to come," Alec said. Jace made a face but agreed to tag along because he was hungry.
They headed to the diner on campus and sat down at the booth with the girls. When Clary looked up and saw Jace, she instantly looked disgusted. "You didn't tell me he would be here", she said as he looked him up and down as if he were a dog with the mange. Isabelle looked at her and mouthed be nice. Jace rolled his eyes and glared at her. She glared right back. "Don't do that sweetheart, or you'll get crow's feet," Jace said with a snicker. Clary's face instantly turned red.
"Listen asshole, if you want to start something let's start something right now," She said through clinched teeth. Jace clenched his fists under the table, but Alec grabbed his arm. Alec may be gay, but he was still strong so Jace winced and settled back into the booth. The waitress came to take their order, and Jace instantly turned on his charm. "I'll have the cheeseburger with a side of fries and a tall glass of you," he said with a wink and a smile. The waitress, Kaelie, blushed and winked back. She took everyone else's order and went to get the drinks. "Pig," Clary shot at Jace. He leaned back and smirked. Clary rolled her eyes. This was going to be a long ass lunch.
o.O.o
After her hour and a half of hell, Clary finally got to go to her afternoon art class. Today they'd be painting a nude model. She got inside and put her stuff down and made sure she had all of her brushes and paints. Maryse, the Lightwood kids' mom, taught the class, so she walked in and set up her easel as well. "Okay my amazing pupils, today we're going to be painting a male nude model," at that, some of the girls in her class whistled, and Maryse chuckled at that, "He should be here any mi… Oh there he is!" Clary turned to see who it was and found golden eyes staring at her from the door with that same damn smirk on his face. "My son, Jace, has decided to volunteer as our model for today's class. Jace, honey, lay on that platform and look up at the lights." Jace dropped his robe and hopped into position. He shot a wink towards Clary, and everyone, including Maryse looked at her. She instantly turned the color of a beet and scowled at him. He'll pay for that one she thought. Maryse told everyone to begin painting, so Clary picked up her brush and started painting none other than Jace Lightwood's arrogant, egotistical, and surprisingly toned ass. She better get a good grade on this she thought with a scowl.
