I made up Carter Jackson in a LA (language arts) story and well I'm not gonna use anything from her life, except for the fact that she is a model. Also, I don't own any of the characters in this chapter, except for Carter. Carter : 16 ... the rest is the way they are in... City of fallen angels
everything belongs to miss. C.
i have no idea what her last name is :D dont kill me :P
"Clary," Jace breathed kissing her cheek. Clary opened her eyes and pulled him into the bed with her. There's nothing like the smell of sunshine and soap in the morning, she though, closing her eyes and breathing in his scent. "I'm taking you to the movies today, so go get dressed," Jace murmured into Clary's hair before flipping off the bed.
"Okay, what movie are you going to take me to?" she asked.
"It's a sur-"
The door flew open. "Hi you guys! What are you two up to?" the intruder asked before knocking the breath out of her.
"Carter! Please, let go, can't breathe!" Clary choked out.
Carter Jackson let go of Clary then turned to Jace. "Oh, you're here to?" she asked and ran forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek.
The funny thing was that Jace could defeat demons but couldn't defeat one, determined model girl. "Um, I'm taking Clary out on a date… Carter, was that really necessary?" Jace grumbled.
"Yep, always, to my favorite couple," Carter replied cheerfully and Jace groaned again.
Clary laughed. "Get out, Jace, shoo. I'm going to change… Model Girl, tell me what I should wear," she said.
Carter laughed and walked to Clary's closet, stroking her chin. "I think you should wear a dress."
Clary frowned. "If you think so…"
"If not, you could wear a tank with a skirt, or maybe a tank with skinny jeans. High heels for both," Carter replied and took the garments and laid it on Clary's bed.
Clary faked a stressed look. "But they're both so beautiful! I can't possibly decide!" She teased Carter, knowing how vexed she got over outfits.
"Fine, then go wear the tank and skinny jeans," Carter rummaged through Clary's closet again. "And these heels. Now what movie are you going to?" Carter paused then hastily added a sentence, upon seeing the look on Clary's face. "Don't worry I won't follow you two on your date… Like last time."
"Then why do you want to know?" Clary asked not because she thought Carter was interested in Jace, Carter had told Clary when they were at a sleep over that she was interested with 'dark' boys not skin dark, but personality dark. Besides, Jace had honey colored eyes. Carter liked black eyes, or brown eyes.
"When are you free?" Carter asked flipping her long brown hair back over her shoulder and then holding up a strand. "I want to dye this strand pink. I was thinking you could help me come up with a color for your hair after you're done with the movie," Carter tugged on Clary's hair.
"I don't know if I want to dye it… Jace likes it red," Clary mumbled thoughtfully.
"Whatever. I knew you would say that. And according to my psychic skills, I'm guessing you two are going to spend the whole day away. Right?"
Clary laughed. "Probably."
"You just need some glitter in your hair, then you'd look perfect." Leaning back, Carter scrutinized Clary. "And maybe some make-up, unless you tell me you're going for the natural look."
"Nope, I'm fine, can't wait to get our date started," Clary said picking up her bag and grabbing Carter's arm and they exited her room.
Jace was sitting on the windowsill with his arms behind his head when the girls walked out. "Hey, you look beautiful," He said and wrapped his arm around her waist. "You look pretty tall, too."
Clary blushed. "Thanks, Carter's making me wear heels for life now," she joked.
Carter grinned and walked up to Jace. "Don't forget to take her out for breakfast first, in some secluded restaurant!" She joked, blew a kiss over her shoulder and dashed down the hall to the elevator.
Sebastian crouched in the bushes, behind the steps. He absentmindedly stroked the seraph blade in his hands. Angelique, he called it. A beautiful name for a deadly deed. "Jace," he whispered under his breath. "Say goodbye, Jace. Today, you're going to die."
The door banged open and a laughing girl ran out into the cool air. "Enjoy your date!" she was saying. Sebastian couldn't take his eyes off of her. She had brown hair, endless legs, and soft, brown eyes that he had glanced when she was talking. Sebastian didn't even see Clary and Jace walk away. His eyes were on the girl with brown hair.
Carter felt eyes on her back. Since she was a model, she always had that feeling. But she wasn't modeling now and so she looked back. Into the eyes of a boy crouched behind the stairs with a knife at his feet, staring at her. Her chest tightened. Black eyes. Black, bottomless eyes. Beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous. The city vanished from around her, and she would've fallen, if it wasn't for those eyes that held her up. The boy disappeared into the bushes, and little did Carter know, that every time she walked to the institute, she would search for those eyes again.
Sebastian gasped, forgetting about Angelique. Was that feeling creeping up from his cold, black heart love? Was it possible that Sebastian could love? Sebastian thought he could. If Valentine could love, then surely, he could too, he reasoned with himself. But look how Valentine turned out. His wife ran away from him, with Clary. "Damn it!" Sebastian cursed. "Jace! I forgot about him!" he growled, and crawled out from the bushes, looking for Angelique. But the seraph blade was nowhere to be found. Sebastian hoped the girl took it. Sebastian frowned. He couldn't love her! He was part demon. Demons couldn't love, could they? So Sebastian connected the funny feeling as admiration. Yes, he admired the stunning girl that had walked away. Of course he did, every dude probably did.
Oooooooooooohhhhhh crap! Sebastian can love? Wow, never thought that did ya? Lolzz. What's gonna happen? Review! XD