Hello! This is my first fanfic, so sorry if it sucks. Some things may sound unrealistic, but keep in mind that it's a fanfiction. I don't know if I'm going to put any Jace's POVs, but I just might.

Warning: I may not update that often because of school and everything, but I'll try to update every weekend I can!

Disclaimer:

I don't own any of the characters in this fanfic, the fabulous Cassandra Clare does.

~Prologue~

Clary's POV (seventeen year old Clary)

I'd never thought I'd see him again. Was this some kind of sign? Was fate trying to tell me something?

I could recognize him anywhere. Even after 7 years.

Would he recognize me? I haven't changed much—in my perspective—since the last time we saw each other. But oh my, he has! He has changed so much. I don't think anyone would recognize him. Except me. We were the best of friends; we knew each other better than, we knew ourselves.

He's so tall and muscular now, but I still recognize those captivating golden eyes. I just looked at him and I knew.

He is now turning his head towards me. He glances at me and…

Clary's POV (ten year old Clary)

I'm leaving the orphanage after five years. I still can't believe it. I know I should be happy—I am—but I'm leaving part of my childhood here. I'm leaving my home and the closest thing I have to a family. Even though I have a new one now, I still have this connection to this place that nothing else will ever have.

What hurts me the most is leaving my best friend behind. Jace. We've known each other since we both got here. We got here pretty much at the same time, and we've been friends ever since. We did everything together. We played with each other. We fought for each other and protected ourselves from the other mean kids here at the orphanage. I told him everything and I don't know what I'm going to do without him.

I told I would stay for him, but he insists that I take this opportunity and leave. I don't want to leave him; it just breaks my heart leaving him here.

(Time skip)

I'm leaving now and I have to say goodbye to Jace. I'm, for sure, going to cry.

I'm looking around, trying to find him. I can't find him anywhere. I start to panic, but just then I know exactly where he is.

I go out the door to the back yard, walk to the garden, and see him here next to our tree with his knees brought up to his chest.

We used to come here almost every day and talk because no one came here, and it was the most peaceful place in the whole orphanage.

Seeing him there all alone shattered my heart; knowing that that was how he was going to be without me.

I crept up behind him to find a tear running down his face. I quickly went to him and hugged him. He recognized me and hugged me back with such force that almost left me without air, yet I felt happy and sad at the same time. It was a very bittersweet moment.

We parted from our hug and only one thing was said. We both said it at the same time.

"I'll miss you."

Finally, we parted ways.