Im BBAAAACCCKKK!
so this is a new story( Obviously) and I just want to say thank you to Phantom FR3AKS for inpiring me to write another story. I love you!

So this doesnt have anything to do with the story but I found two baby raccoon's in my back yard and fed them. But we had to bring them to my grandpas farm *Tear*

I read COHF I cant even i wish it had a more dramatic plot, insted of setting up the basis for her new series.

All rights go to Cassandra Clare.

The plot is mine

Enjoy!

Chapter One

Clary POV

He took my hand and pulled me closer to him.

"Clary.."

I looked into his golden eyes, and saw him lean forward…

"CLARY FRAY!"

I flew up. Damn it, another dream. Ever since Jace and I had a full out conversation, I can't stop dreaming over him. I wish I could stay in dreamland forever.

"Clary!" as the source of the voice storms into my room.

"Yes Izzy?"

"Get your ass out of bed! The bonfire is tonight! You promised i could take you shopping!" she winned.

"Fine, but i don't want to look like a person whose name should be on the bathroom stall."

"You wont!"

I got out of bed, and put my hair into a french braid. I put on a white baggy sweater, and dark Hollister jeans. I put on my green vans and walked out of my sanctuary and headed towards my doom.

Today wasn't that bad. I got a short black dress, more vans, some converse, and to top it off, shorts. Not my kind of casual, not to showy shorts. Izzy forced me to get booty shorts. I will kill her.

When we got back home, I got dressed. The party was supposedly the most important of the year, and it of course had to be here. I put on a blue tank top, and the shorts I was blackmailed to buy. (Never shop with Izzy.) I put my hair up in a messy bun, and put on my new black converse high tops. The part was supposed to start in 5, but people were already showing up. As I walked out the door, i braced myself for a long night.

Jace POV

I couldn't wait for this party. It was the party to be seen at. As we pulled into Izzy's driveway, I saw Clary. Oh my god, her legs. Her outfit fit her perfectly (no doubt it was Isabelle's doings) and I walked up to her.

"Clary?"

She turned around and stared at me?

"Can I help you?"

"I didn't know you came to parties!"

"I don't. I live here."

Realization clicked. That's why she was always with Izzy.

"So.. do you want a drink?"

"Nice try lover boy." she countered, and walked away.

I stared at her leaving figure, and thought to myself.

Game on.

Did you like it? This story should last a little longer.

Ummmm yeah

Im going to see TFIOS

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