Jace flopped onto Isabelle's bed and moaned, twirling a seraph blade in his hands.
"Shit." Isabelle clucked disapprovingly.
"Really, Jace, it's not the end of the world." He laughed and ran a hand through his fine blond hair, his tawny eyes unamused.
"Oh, sure. We only have to round up a bunch of teenagers from across the globe. We don't even know how to tell if they believe this stuff. It's crazy." Clary looked up from her sketchpad.
"You know, maybe it'll be fun. Maybe Alec will meet someone new." Alec looked up from the computer he was on, registered what she had said, and flinched. Isabelle sighed.
"Or maybe we'll just do it and get it over with. Still, Mom and Dad didn't say anything about what we're going to do with these people once we have them. I hope it's nothing horrible." Jace laughed.
"Whatever. The hunt itself should be easy. As soon as we find someone suspicious, we track them down. Piece of cake. It's just the finding part that's hard." Simon cleared his throat.
"Maybe we should look at the list that Magnus gave us. It says here that the first girl can be found on Gmail, Facebook, and Fanfiction. Wow. She really gets around." Jace snickered.
"You say that like it's a bad thing. Let me see the photo." Alec shook his head, already searching the web.
"You can check on Google Plus, since she doesn't have any pictures on Facebook." He clicked and typed for a minute or so, then nodded. "She's tagged in a lot of pictures. Here. This was her first profile picture." He brought up a picture of a girl with wavy brown hair, dark, middle-eastern type skin, full lips, and a look of general dissent at getting her picture taken. Isabelle gave a little cry of shock.
"She looks terrible!" Clary rolled her eyes.
"Don't be mean, Izzy. She looks kind of pretty, she probably just doesn't care about how she looks." Jace glanced once at the screen and nodded.
"She's not ugly. That's all I can assume. Besides, I don't need to care anymore." He watched as Alec switched back to her Facebook page, then started laughing. "By the Angel, most of these are of me. You don't suppose she's attracted to me, do you?" Isabelle laughed.
"It wouldn't be the first time, Jace. Anyways, we'd better get going. We've got a long way to go, and Mom won't like us pushing it off."