Disclaimer: All of the characters belong to Classandra Clare, the author of The Mortal Instruments.

Authors Note: Hey guys...I'm really worried about this story...tell me how you like it!

The italics are in the past, like a flashback sort of...sorry if it's confusing.

Enjoy ^.v


"You like him don't you?"

"C'mon guys, don't do it."

"Why not? It'll be funny."

"What? No."

"Guys stop! That's…that's cruel…"

"We're only going to make him look like a douche."

"Look, she's trying so hard to keep a straight face!"

"Too late!" All the girls giggled. The phone was dialing.

"No I'm not, I just don't like him like that."

"Hello?" The girls stifled their giggles.

"C'mon Clary, you're super obvious about it, just admit you like him."

"Uh, hi, I'm looking for Clary?" A girl imitated him.

"Yes?"

"Hi, it's, uh, Jace."

"Oh, hi Jace," did she really believe it was him? I hope not…

"I don't!"

"Do you like me?" Girls were shoving their faces in their pillows to keep quiet.

"What? Yeah I guess, you're a nice guy."

"We all said our crushes, you're the only one who hasn't admitted it yet!"

"No I mean, do you…like…me."

"I don't have a crush on anyone!"

"What?! W-why?"

"Because I like you." The other line went quiet for a minute.

"Aw Clary, you're such a dumbass. It was you're idea to play."

"Well, that's um…sorry, but, you don't sound like you." They girls froze, but one cheered silently.

"What? It's me."

"…"

"I-I'm not, y-you just, you're so mean!"

"Clary? You there?"

"…"

"Clary?"

"Awww is little Clary gonna cry? He'll never like you."

"I-I don't like him!"

"Sorry, I'm here."

"So?"

"So what?"

"Do you like me?"

"Um I have to go eat."

"Call me back in fifteen minutes."

"I have to eat."

"I'll just call Kaelie, then, or one of my other…friends…"

"I can't call you back!"

"I just told you I have a crush on you and you're hanging up?"

"But I-"

"Just tell me if you like me."

"…"

"Clary?"

"…Sorry, but I don't like you that way…" the line went dead. The girls burst out laughing.

"Ohmygod she totally believed it!"

"I know right!" They fell into another fit of giggles.

"You're all jerks." The one who protested said and left.

"Aw c'mon Izzy, you sour puss!"

"Bitches!" She called back and the girls burst into more giggles.


That couldn't have been him, Clary thought, could it? Why in hell would he do that…but he said he likes me, actually said it!

Hey – C

'Sup –J

Did you just call me? –C

Yeah –J

Clary froze. So it actually was him…should she tell him? It was the end of the year after all…and he was moving to another school next year anyway…

I like you –C

She cringed as she sent it, he didn't respond. She waited a half hour, then an hour, then two, then she threw her phone at the wall and panicked about what she just did.