Clary Fray, Jace Herondale, and Jonathan Fray live in a big house with many horses and attend Alabama University. Clary and Jace have a secret relationship kept from Jon that includes kissing in between stable chores and classes at Alabama. Clary is a jockey and Jace is her trainer. when it seems nothing could go wrong, an old ex appears... My first fanfic! R&R!

Clary POV

I woke up with a slight startle as I found myself looking directly into the eyes of my wrinkly, chubby pug, Barkley. He littered my face with licks as I started to fully grasp the morning. It was a Saturday so that meant no classes and no early training sessions. I got out of my big bed that was currently covered in my 2 white down comforters. Two may seem a lot but they were so comfy and I had a giant custom made bed that was larger than a king size. I put my long beautiful amber curls into a messy bun and put on my glasses because I didn't want to bother with my contacts. As I was walking out I studied myself in the mirror. I was in a gray t shirt that had 'University of Alabama' on the front and some tight spandex shorts. I actually didn't look half bad this morning.

I stalked down the large white stairs that curved into the living room, and went into the kitchen in search of some coffee and food. I turned on the coffee maker but not before noticing Jon's friend Jace enter the kitchen most likely with the same idea in his head as I had coming down to the kitchen. Jace and I were very close as well. He was not what you'd expect of a very well-known popular football player at Alabama University. He was kind funny and sweet. Although he had the same cocky side to him that you should expect from nearly every 19 year old boy, he didn't bring it out in a bad way. He pulled me out of my thoughts with a genuine smile and a good-morning.

"Good morning to you too." I paused to smile. "Want some coffee?" I asked him happily.

"You know me very well, Red." Jace responded with a smirk.

I got out two big white mugs and set them by the red coffee maker. As the coffee started to brew I walked over to Jace. "Is Jon awake yet?" I asked peering over his shoulder and jumping on the counter

"Shouldn't be up for a few more hours. We went to sleep pretty late last night." he said shaking his head with a very devious and knowing smile.

"Good" I replied and Jace walked over to were I was sitting and stood between my put his lips on mine and snuck his arms around my waist as I kissed back, fighting for dominance. After what only felt like five minutes but was most likely a half an hour of kissing, I reluctantly pulled away.

"Our coffee is probably done by now i would think." I said with a giggle and smile.

I walked over to the coffee maker, took my mug and put it in the microwave to warm it up. I put Jace's mug under the coffee maker and waited as my own coffee started to warm up. Barkley eventually found himself downstairs and I poured his food into his little metal bowl that had the name Barkley on the front in curly-cue letters. I had to have the cutest pug ever. I bent down to pet his furry head and Jace came over to me and stood right up against my bent over form and looped his arms around my tiny waist. I couldn't lie; I loved what he did to me. I stood straight and arched my neck back to kiss Jace. a minute later Jon came storming down the stairs and we quickly split apart before he emerged into the kitchen.

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I walked into the barn to see Ajax, my favorite racing horse. He was a beautiful red roan who i loved for his kind personality and the fact that we were practically twins. I got out the wooden box full of different brushes, and set it on the cedar wood bench, that was built into the brick wall of the beautiful, and very big wood and brick stables. I reached for the deep brown leather halter and chain lead connected to it that was hung neatly on Ajax's stall. I walked into his stall and slipped the halter on over his red ears and lead him to the area next to his stall and hooked him up to the cross ties so he wouldn't go anywhere. I grabbed the rubber curry comb and drove it in circles over Ajax's sleek coat. After he was brushed and his hooves were cleaned out, I put the brushes away in the large tack room and had one of the stable hands get Ajax's saddle and pad down for me. I fixed the saddle on his back, and latched the girth on the other side of his stomach to secure the saddle. I got his head stall and my black helmet and joined him, slipping of his nice halter and trading it for a bridle and bit. I hung the halter on a nearby hook and got help up onto his back from another stable hand. I met Jace out on the track and we got to work. Mom was most likely in the stable office working out our next race before the Breeders Cup. We didn't have to worry about not winning races because 1) We haven't had a losing horse in forever and 2) the last thing we needed was money. After warming up, I started my laps around the track as Jace timed Ajax and I. When i finished my laps Jace jogged over to help me get Ajax over to the fence so I could dismount. "You dropped a whole five seconds. You might have to start slowing down or else my expectations for you will only rise," Jace joked as he held me by the waist as I got down from Ajax's tall figure. One of the stable hands took Ajax to the barn and as they got out of my line of vision, I saw someone I never thought I'd have to face ever again.