Kaelie knew many types of males: the players, the shy wallflowers and the violent bullies. All had one thing in common: they were all idiots. Women are smarter than men, it's a fact- studies show it. But Kaelie couldn't ask herself why it took so many years to actually prove it in a scientific way.
Kaelie herself wasn't really the darkest eyeliner in the makeup pack, but she had this... "Girly smart" you know? She knew how to show off her body, and she could tell what people wanted from her before they even opened their mouth. Also, she was great cheerleader (and the goddamn captain!), and because her monthly allowances depended on it she kept an A+ average. But she, unlike others in school (Seelie) didn't brag. No, Kaelie kept it low. She just wore clothes that showed what everyone wanted to see, and didn't roll her eyes at Sebastian or Jordan when they talked about their next football game.
Boys, on the other hand, didn't have this kind of intelligence. They just did stupid kind of things like fart and burp. They didn't care about their looks. They took it granted when they were handsome looking. Take Jace Herondale, for example; the boy was a golden god, with his perfect body and maple syrup-y eyes. He could have start modeling career already, but he'd rather stay focused on sweating and getting himself hurt while play football. He was smart, although he almost never showed up to class (as nearly every free period he had a makeup session with some girl) but of course he took it for granted and instead of studying at least hour before a test, he mocked school and had only a C average, at best. And if she had half the money his family had, she would have saved it to buy a yacht or mansion instead of wasting it all on drinks (for girls, obviously) and other crap he didn't need and probably will never use.
She remembered the first time they had sex, after the party of some boy from school (Maggie? Mangus? ). He wore black jeans and a white shirt, and danced with an Asian looking girl. Later, he walked towards the bar and offered her drink with an arrogant smirk.
"What about your girlfriend?"
"Aline? She is just friend."
Later she turned out to be lesbian. Not that Kaelie mind it, if you aren't keep your boyfriend close you don't deserve him. And she had so much fun- Jace was a great dancer, and was funny as well; his pick up lines was originals for once. Even when he told her pearls of wisdom like, "You're lucky I'm the one who saw you."- She didn't mind. His face was enough to make up for his arrogance.
After that they went back to her place, both wasted and sweaty. Kaelie wasn't his first, that's for sure.
The moves he made on the dance floor were nothing compared to those he performed in bed, and that meant a lot, considering how wonderful of a dancer he was. He initiated, but still let her control. The deed was amazing. This was the first time in her life she let herself to be completely free.
And just like that, in the morning he was gone. She didn't try to search for him or felt sad that he left. Kaelie know men. However, she was surprised to see him in her class as the new French student. And so was he.
"Well well," He grinned, approaching her after class to tell her that smug remark. "Can't get enough of me, do you?"
She smiled and told him that last night was great. She even stated that he was the best she ever had, and this time she meant it. Poor boy- he hid it well, only the shake at the right corner of his mouth showed his fear. Kaelie felt her guts twist. Jace said to her he was new at school, that except for Aline he was alone, so she took the fairy godmother role herself.
One more example of how girls are smarter than boys. She made him who he is. She saw the confused boy he tried to block behind wall of arrogance and turned him into the hottest guy at school. She introduced him to the right people, immediately helping him to find the group he'll most fit in- the football team, where she as cheerleader captain could rescue him when he's in trouble. She knew one night is not enough (honestly, how could anyone get enough from Kaelie Whitewillow?)- only a girl can have such long term thinking skills like that, if she was a boy she wouldn't only forget to offer some help, but tell her friends, "See that hot weirdo over there? We banged. SCORE!"
And Jace remembered who's the one he owes his good luck to. Whenever he attends a party, he makes sure she attends as well. The next time they slept he stayed for couple hours (only one time, she told him not to do that anymore). And he finally had the balls to offer a date; he took her to a really nice restaurant and a movie she actually enjoyed. He was actually a good guy, and every move he made in the journey of winning the girl over validated Kaelie's pick of men. It seemed like she knew how to pick them.
Sadly, Kaelie was smart enough to know it won't last forever. And when the redheaded bitch joined them at the final year of school, she saw a change in Jace. She called him at her house many times and even came up with exceptionally creative ideas for places that can be used for sex, not because she wanted to keep him, because she wanted to make sure he would remember her. She knew he won't: every moron can see the light in his eyes when red enters the room. Jace saw her as a forgotten experience he had while in high school, but red was different, he wanted different stuff from her- he wanted the real thing. If Kaelie had an X- ray vision, she probably would have seen red bitch inside his heart.
When he finally broke up with her, she wasn't surprised. She was clever and predicted the end. Still, he could at least try to act like ending things with her made him slightly upset, and not be an asshole and say, "We both know this day would come."
"Just leave."
And now she sits alone at the prom, watching him dancing with the girl of his dreams. Her pink dress makes her seem hotter than red, who wears a green dress (which does nothing, other than highlighting the fact she needs a boob job as soon as possible). She drank another cup of punch and saw Jace laying his head gently over the red curls. His eyes, while nearly closed, expressed warmth and peacefulness. Both of them were happy, the way Kaelie and him never have been. It's like watching a fairy tale come to life- the prince and the miller's daughter in their wedding ball.
And in fairy tales, the queen doesn't always get her happy ever after.
Thankfully, Kaelie has her feminine wisdom. It softens the hit; maybe seeing them together won't hurt as much after a few more drinks. God, if only boys had this wisdom, life would have been easier. If Jace had been wise like her, maybe he'd see that she loves him just like his little red do.
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I don't think you remember me. I've publish here another story about a year ago, and another one in Jul. There was story I've started but then I had authors block so now he is just sties on my laptop.
Anyways, since my 17th birthday just past I've decided to delete some of my old fanfics, and this is my last year of school. so maybe from Jun I'll publish here some new stories (hopefully...)
Should I do one from Seb pov?
