Hey this is my new story. It's going to be really sad, so if you don't like sad stories then this story isn't for you. Also if you don't like stories with cancer in then this story isn't for you. I hope you enjoy it though and see the reasons why I decided to write it:) enjoy the first chapter and please tell me what you think.
The story starts of with clace getting to know each other.
I'm look for a beta by the way so if anyone is interested please let me know. I need a beta for this story and my others.
Chapter 1: Study buddy
Clary opened her locker, getting out her English and sketch book ready for her next lessons. Her eyes scanned the crowd of students looking for Simon, her best friend. He waved to her across the hall with Eric and Kirk by his side, nudging Simon about something.
"How was music?" She asked him as she shut her locker.
He replied,"Great, and French?" He walked next to Clary, forgetting about Eric and Kirk as they walked towards English.
"Grand." Clary replied in French and Simon smiled at her.
When they got to English, they sat in their usually seats in front of Jace and Alec Lightwood, who usually just ignored the two (unless they needed to copy their homework). Mr Smith was running late again, like usual, and the class were talking among themselves.
"Pst. Clary." Someone was poking her in the back and she turned to see Jace grinning at her.
"What?" She asked hopping he couldn't see her blushing. Jace was like a lion with his golden hair and golden eyes; to Clary, he was the most beautiful human being she had ever seen. Every detail about him made her want to draw, but every time she tried she just couldn't get him right.
"Can I borrow a pen?" He smiled showing his chipped tooth, he was still perfect to her.
She sighed, "Can't Alec spare you one?"
"No, he only has the one. Come on, girls would come running at me with pens if I asked them." His eyes flickered across the classroom.
"So ask them then." Clary turned back to face the front.
Jace poked her back again and she turned to glare at him. "Please? I know you have a spare pen."
"How can you possibly know?" It was true Clary had a load of spare pens, just when she handed them out she never got them back.
"You're an artist." He observed. "Artists always have pencil cases."
Simon choked on his laughter and turned to face Jace, "Why are you so keen on getting a pen from Clary?"
"No one asked you, Lewis." Jace didn't even look at Simon he was watching Clary, waiting for her to give him a pen. All this over a stupid pen, she thought to herself.
"This is such a boring conversation, Jace." Alec moaned to his brother. Clary knew the Lightwood's adopted Jace into the family.
"Well if Clary just gave me a pen instead of being distracted by my good looks, then we wouldn't be having this boring conversation." Jace told Alec and Clary blushed looking away from Jace.
Clary threw her pen at him, hitting him in the face. "There have it, but is it so hard to bring your own? Or do you really seek the attention of girl's by not having a pen?"
Alec snorted as Clary turned back round, just in time for Mr Smith to come in. Simon was smiling next to her, but Clary was oblivious to Jace smiling at the back of her head.
They were looking at Romeo and Juliet today, one of Clary's favourites, discussing the plot and the family feuds. Clary took notes during the lesson. End of year exams were coming up, and she needed all the notes she could get to revise.
"Why did you all enjoy Romeo and Juliet?" Mr Smith was asking the class, of course everyone acted like they hated it. Some girls answered with the love story, which was expected. In Clary's opinion (she wasn't going to say this) she enjoyed Romeo and Juliet because of the tragedy. She found tragedy stories the most interesting, having you hooked with the sadness and the heartbreak. A book that makes you cry is a book that makes you remember it.
Mr Smith move on, "Now, you all understand end of year exams are coming up in a few weeks?" The class all groaned. "Such positive attitude. Anyway, I have put you all with a study buddy."
Clary always got paired up with Simon, teachers knew they were like Siamese twins, always together never being separated.
Mr Smith started calling out names, "Hannah and Eric. Lewis and Jamie. Simon and Alec..."
Clary's heart sank. Behind them Jace was patting Alec on the back, telling him that revising with Simon would be as horrible as he imagined it.
"Clary," Mr Smith said her name and she looked up, "and Jace."
She felt her body tense and she bit her lip tasting blood. Was Mr Smith trying to punish her? She did all her homework, listened in lessons and revised at home, alone.
Jace poked Clary in the back. "First wanting my attention over a pen and now you have me revising with you. Defiantly a good day for you." Clary turned to face him, ignoring his words. She could see amusement in his eyes, and something else. He said, "Don't look so pissed, you got everything you wished for."
The bell went and Clary packed her bag, ignoring Jace.
Simon said, "I'll walk you to art."
"Thanks." She smiled picking up her books and followed him out of the class room. Her mind was spinning: was she really going to be forced to study with Jace? She didn't mind the idea, but he was Jace.
"Clary!" A voice called behind her and she turned to see Jace walking towards her.
Clary sighed, "What now?"
"When do you want to do this?" Clary searched his face he didn't seem to be happy to be paired with her. Of course he wouldn't be, he was Jace.
Clary shuffled her books over to her left side. She couldn't believe she was about to do this, "Give me your hand."
He looked shocked. "What? Why?"
"So I can give you my number." She snapped at him and he gave her his hand. Clary wasn't sure if this was a bad idea or not, but she writ her number on his hand. "Text me when your ready."
When school was over Clary and Simon walked home, stopping at Java Jones to pick up a coffee. They hadn't spoken much about not being partnered, but what could they do about it? Maybe the four of them could study together, and just she and Simon actually study.
"I'll call you later, Fray." Simon said starting to walk in the direction towards his home. He always walked her home.
She replied, "Sure."
Simon disappeared and Clary entered the bookstore. "Hey." She smiled at Luke, her step-father.
"Hey, how was school?" Luke asked pushing his glasses up his nose.
"Great." She replied. "Is mom upstairs?"
Luke shook his head, "No, she's selling another painting."
Clary got her art skills from her mom, and hopped one day to be able to paint like her. "Okay. Do you need any help?"
"No. Go on up." Clary smiled before disappearing from the back to where their apartment was. It was small with just a living room, kitchen, bathroom and two bedrooms. Clary had painted her room orange with her mom, and bits of paper were stuck everywhere. Photos of her, Luke and mom, photos of her and Simon, then paintings and drawings she had done. Her bed was in the middle, with her wardrobe on her right and her desk on the left. In the far corner she had a bookshelf and a chest of draws. It was small, but perfect.
She dropped her bag onto her bed and pulled out her phone. An unknown number had texted her and she opened the message to see what it said.
I'm starting to think you used the revising to just give me your number. Am I right, Fray? Clary knew it was Jace, she smiled surprising herself. Simon was the only one whoever called her Fray, she wanted Jace to call her by her name.
She texted back, don't flatter yourself.
Clary put her hair up and sat at her desk looking out her small window, wanting to draw what she saw. It wasn't much, only more shops with apartments on top and then the city rising behind it. She had drawn this view so many times, but every time she tried it different with new materials and ways of doing it. Today she just wanted to sketch.
Her phone buzzed surprising herself. It was Jace again. She would have thought he would have gotten bored by now, bored before they even met.
Haha, can I come over? Clary's eyes widened and her mouth hit the ground. Jace come over here, where she lived?
Why? She texted back biting her lip. Would her mom even let Jace come over? Would Luke?
To revise what else? Clary let out at breath she didn't know she was holding. He actually wanted to revise? Should she let him come round? To see if he would take revising seriously or is he just trying to take advantage of her? She knew Jace gets around a lot; he was known at school for it. But could he be different?
Fine, better just be revision. Do you know where I live? Clary took down her hair now, picking up her brush and running it through her red curls.
Yes. Clary didn't remember telling him where she lived. They never even had a conversation about their homes, all their conversations were about homework or him asking for a pen. How did he know?
Clary changed into a pair of skinny jeans and a blue jumper. She was debating whether it was a good idea or not to let Jace into her home. He was the popular guy and she was just the not-so-popular girl with only one friend.
She went across to the bookstore, "Luke, Jace is coming over to study. Is that alright?"
Luke knocked over his pot of pens on his bench, "Jace?"
"Lightwood." Clary answered and watched as he picked up his pens.
"It's just revising and not a–a date?" Luke asked and Clary blushed at the idea of a date with Jace.
"No! I just got paired with him instead of Simon." Clary explained, if it was Simon coming round then she wouldn't even have to ask her parents. He was apart of the family, and they trusted him.
Luke let out a heavy sigh, "Alright, I'm closing up."
"Okay." She went to turn to go back, but Luke called her name.
He said, "Just leave your door open, alright?"
Clary blushed, but nodded her head.
Clary was watching tv as she waited for Jace. It had been eleven minutes of waiting, and she was getting even more nervous by the minute. She kept thinking that Jace would change his mind, see sense and go find some over girl, who was prettier than her. If only she looked like his adoptive sister. Where Jace was all golden, Isabelle was all dark. Her straight raven hair falling down her back, then her dark eyes and tall figure with real curves.
The door went, but Luke got up beating Clary to the door. She hissed his name. Luke smiled at her and then opened the door. Jace was stood on the over end, wearing the same clothes as he was at school. Jeans and a polo top that hugged his body nicely. He even had English books in his hand, which shocked Clary more than the sight of seeing him.
"You must be Jace. I'm Clary's father, Luke Garroway." Luke held out his hand and Jace shook it with a polite smile on his face.
"Great to meet you." Jace let go of Luke's hand and looked up to Clary, who was standing in the doorway blushing. He smiled at her as Luke invited him in.
"I have dinner on, you like pasta?" Luke asked Jace raising his eyebrows. Clary never agreed to Jace staying for dinner. Revising was enough, but dinner was like way out of the zone for Clary.
"Yeah." Jace didn't show any emotion, he was smiling, but was he happy to be here?
Luke smiled, "Alright, well you two go get studying then. Clary remember what I told you." Clary's eyes widened and she blushed before turning to walk away. Jace's footsteps let her know that he was following her.
"Why so keen to study?" She asked entering her room, leaving the door open after Jace came in.
"I want good grades." His eyes studied her room taking in all the pictures, drawings and paintings. "You're a good artist."
He actually complemented her. "Thank you?" It sounded more like a question.
Jace laughed, "You seem shocked. Is my presence too much for you?"
"No, it's just–" She bit her lip.
"Just what?" He sat on her bed looking up at her.
Clary sat on her desk chair, avoiding being close to him. "You've never complemented me before."
"What's so shocking about that?" He seemed confused, finally an emotion shown.
"It doesn't matter. Did you come to play 20 question or revise?" Clary picked up her English book from her desk.
"20 questions sounds more fun." Clary smiled slightly and then started a conversation about a tale of two cities. She was surprised to see Jace taking the revision seriously. Now and then she would look up to see him watching her, making her blush. Most of the time he actually seemed interested in some of the books and they ended up having conversations about their favourite books.
"You don't look anything like your father." Jace pointed out he was watching her again.
Clary replied blushing, "He's my step-father."
"Oh right, does your mom have red hair by any chance?" He picked up a red curl wrapping it around his finger like it fascinated him. Clary had moved from her desk chair to the floor with Jace at some point during their revision. She was watching him carefully, blushing as he put the strand of hair behind her ear.
"Yes, and green eyes." She whispered without knowing why.
"Green eyes and red hair are my favourite combination." He bit his lip regretting he said that. "Can we actually play 20 questions?"
"Why?" Clary asked, forgetting she heard the first part.
Jace replied, "Why not?"
She rolled her eyes, "Fine, but this isn't revising."
"We've done loads of revising." Jace shut his English book. "What's your favourite movie?"
Clary thought about it. "Annie. Me and my mom use to watch it a lot, and she used to call me her Annie because I had red curlier hair when I was little."
Jace smirked amused. "I've never seen it."
"How have you not seen it?" Clary was shocked, it seemed like a movie everyone had to watch at least once in their life.
Jace held up his hands. "Sorry, were watch it this weekend round mine."
Clary's eyes widened in shock, she wasn't sure if she heard him correctly. "Round yours?"
"Yes, now next question: favourite colour?" He was smiling.
Clary spoke before she could stop herself, "Gold."
She blushed as Jace replied, "Interesting. Tell me a childhood memory?"
Clary thought for a minute, "I was about six, and was up at the farm with Simon and my parents. Me and Simon were climbing a wall, but I got stuck at the top and was too scared to get down. Simon told me, 'Just let go, I'll catch you.' I trusted in his words, trusted in him and let go, he caught me. It was then I got over my fear of heights."
"A wall was too high for you?" Jace asked raising an eyebrow at Clary. How comes everyone could do that but her? Clary wondered to herself.
"I was small and it was a very tall wall." Clary defended herself. "I was afraid of falling, but I trusted Simon to let go."
Before Jace could say anything Luke called for them. Surprisingly Jace helped Clary up, his warm hand sending shivers through her body. His touch making her blush and want to touch him more. Clary bit her lip before leaving the room, assuming Jace would follow her.
"Hey mom." Clary hugged her mom as she entered the kitchen. "I didn't know you was back."
Jocelyn smiled, "Well I didn't want to disturb your revision. You must be Jace, I'm Jocelyn."
Jace shook Jocelyn's hand, "It's nice to meet you."
They sat down at the table, Jace sitting opposite Clary and her parents sitting at the end of the table. Luke had made pasta and meatballs, usually they had take out, but Clary assumed he wanted to impress Jace. They spoke about school and the summer, Clary enjoying having Jace round for dinner with her parents. She could see they wanted to get to know Jace better, but was thankful they wasn't embarrassing her like other parents would.
"I better get going." Jace said once everyone finished eating. Clary secretly didn't want him to go.
"It was great having you round." Luke shook Jace's hand again.
Jocelyn smiled, "Come back anytime."
"I will." Jace replied and Clary gave him a questioning look.
Clary stood up seeing Jace to the door once he collected his books, their time together had gone fast and she was surprised that she enjoyed it.
He turned to look back at her, "I'll see you at school tomorrow."
"Sure." She smiled, excited to see him again.
That was the first chapter, I hoped you all like it. The next chapter will have more characters in. For the next few chapters it will be Jace and Clary getting to know each other. Please do tell me what you think about the chapter and I am looking for a beta for my stories. Let me know if your interested.
