Disclaimer: I am not Cassandra Clare *sigh*

Clary

Clarissa Fairchild was just your average shadowhunter, you know, one who had incredible rune-drawing abilities. A girl brought up by a strong-willed mother who taught her various skills as a child. Clary was pretty, but not beautiful. She was confident, but not obnoxious or full of herself. She was strong and agile, but she was also weak and clumsy.

Clary had never even thought about boys as anything other than friends, fathers, or immature pigs. Not until she met a boy named Jace, who was not a friend nor a father, but she wasn't sure whether or not he was an immature pig yet.

He was beautiful - there was no denying that - like something out of a drawing or fairy tale. Clary could almost picture him on a page in her sketchbook, a knight in shining armour, one that only beautiful girls - so much unlike herself - had the pleasure to meet.

Yet when she walked into Taki's and ordered take-out for herself, her mom and Luke, the golden boy began speaking to her.

She looked at him, extremely confused. Had he just said what she really thought he said? What an asshole.

"I said, are you sure a small girl such as yourself can eat that much?" he repeated himself, gold eyes boring into green ones.

"I heard you," Clary replied sharply, "I just chose to ignore you."

"I meant that as a compliment," he said with a wink. Yep, definitely a pig. Clary just glared at him, hoping he would leave her alone. It didn't seem to be working though.

"I'm Jace," he began again.

As Clary's food came to the counter, she grabbed it and started turning around, only stopping to say, "And I'm leaving. If you don't want to get your sorry ass kicked by a girl, I suggest you leave me alone."She walked out the door, not even looking back to see if he was watching her, even though she could feel his intense gaze following her, as if his eyes were trying to burn holes in her.

Jace

Jonathan Wayland was just your exceptionally average shadowhunter, one with natural skill and fighting abilities. One who did everything with grace, as if he were dancing. One who never thought twice about a kill, as he knew what he was doing was right. One who always put himself in the midst of danger, as he knew it was his duty to sacrifice himself if necessary.

Jace had never thought of girls as anything close to relationship material. They were either sisters, mothers, random ugly mundanes, or pretty girls who he wouldn't spend more than a night with. Not until he met a girl whose name he didn't even know. Why? Well because she was too stubborn to tell him. She wasn't a sister or a mother, she definitely wasn't an ugly mundane, and he didn't think he would even get the pleasure to spend one night with her.

This girl was gorgeous - like an undying flame in the midst of winter - but she wasn't Jace's type. She wasn't tall and curvy with silky blonde or brown hair. She didn't flaunt her looks, and she definitely didn't swoon when they first met. Which was why he was surprised when he was attracted to her.

He had been in Taki's, flirting with the waitress - Kaelie, his sorta friend with occasional benefits - when he spotted a small red head walking in. He watched her as she walked up to the counter beside him, ordering an insane amount of food for someone so tiny. He decided that it would be a good time to comment on it.

"Are you sure a small girl such as yourself can eat the much?" he had inquired, putting on the charm.

She glanced at him, looking him over quickly before turning away again. Had she - had she just ignored him? Jace was so shocked that he didn't know what to say next. He didn't let the small blow effect him though. He carried on, "I said, are you sure a small girl such as yourself can eat that much?"

Jace didn't know what answer he had expected - perhaps a response along the lines of, "I didn't expect a compliment from an insanely good looking boy such as yourself." This, however, was not even close to what she actually said.

"I heard you, I just chose to ignore you," she replied in an icy tone that girls rarely spoke to hi with.

Jace decided that she would have to succumb to his charm eventually, so he just kept going, "I meant that as a compliment." He gave her a quick wink, hoping to make her smile at the very least.

His wink had the opposite effect though, as she looked at him as if he were the most disgusting person in the world.

"I'm Jace," he said, trying a different approach. As Kaelie gave the girl her food, she turned around and left, only stopping to say, "And I'm leaving. If you don't want to get your sorry ass kicked by a girl, I suggest you leave me alone."

She was perfect. She may have temporarily hurt Jace's ego, but she was exactly the girl he felt like he'd been waiting for his entire life. She was the exact opposite of the girls that Jace was usually with, but he didn't care. All he wanted was to see her for as long as possible before she was gone. So he watched as she walked out the door, hoping to follow her as she walked home, lurking in the shadows so that she wouldn't see him.

But by the time he had made it to the front door of Taki's, she was gone. Nowhere to be seen.

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