Paparazzi

This is a new story I started, got my inspiration while listening to paparazzi by lady gaga. Don't know why. I have half the second chapter finished so far so I might update sometime around next week. :)

Jace: Are you gonna shut up or what?

Me: Don't you dare ( puts on a glare)

Jace: I'm not scared of y-

Me:strangles him :)

Jace : review if you want me alive for the rest of the story!

I groaned instinctively as the sun's radiant rays hit my face through the window waking me from the deep slumber I was in. I looked at the clock groggily and jumped into full alertness when I saw the time. Today was the first day of my internship. It was practice for those big dreams of mine. Being at premiers, the Oscars, the red carpet among all the others who were waiting for a snapshot of a celebrity. Today was the first step that I would take towards my dream.

Racing downstairs, I sat down and turned on the TV. Ugh, another interview on Jace Lightwood. He was rude and a jerk to everyone, but that didn't matter. America still loved him, if not the world. I had to admit, his songs are pretty good, and his acting was spectacular not to mention his stunning and breathtaking looks. I even have a huge picture of him behind my door, but don't tell anyone. I guess that was why they didn't kick him out of the entertainment world.

I was out of breath by the time I reached the tall building. Still panting heavily, I pushed open the double glass doors and rode the elevator up to the 4th level.

I sat down in one of the many rows of chairs as a middle aged woman named Maryse, according to her nametag, greeted us. She was our boss so to say. After what felt lke hours, my group was going to get our first assignment. I subconciously held my breath as she told us. Jace Lightwood at his movie premier. Great.

Jace (third person)

"Could you be any slower?" he snapped at the new employee who cautiously gave him his coffee. He was sitting in his dressing room getting ready for his movie oremier, He examined himself in the mirror checking for any flaws and as usual he was his perfect self. Confidently he went out the door and into his limo.

Stepping out of his limo into the bright flashing lights he walked the red carpet. Walking down the aisle, he sighned autographs and posed for pictures. Halfway to the stadium, amongst the many photographers, he saw a flash of red. Jace turned to meet the gaze of emerald green eyes. He turned away quickly and kept walking with her gaze burning in his mind.

Clary's POV

I raised my camera as I watched him make his way down. He turned and his golden eyes met my green ones. It was like those magical moments in movies where the scene darkens and 2 spotlights shine on us. He didn't look like the jerk that I thought he was. For a moment, he looked normal-nice, thats when I knew somewhere deep down he has a good side, Suddenly he broke off the stare and continued his walk to the stadium. Luckily, I had took a few good photos so hopefully I'll pass. I stared down the road ot teh stadium where he once was. He probably forgot the moment he turned away, but I would remember it. Forever. 3 xoxo