"Izzy, I'm perfectly capable of finding a guy myself! I don't need your help!" Clary pleads her friend.
"Well, if you are, why haven't you yet?" Isabelle replies with a smirk. "C'mon, just one time. I will try to find someone for you. I have the perfect someone in mind." She gave Clary a mischievous look that Clary knew all too well. It was the look that said 'you may hate me for a little, but then you will realize I was right."
Clary knew exactly who Isabelle wanted her to go out with.
"No, Izzy. I'm sorry, but I will not go on a date with the stuck-up, self-absorbed, jock known as Jace Herondale. I will not do it." Jace was the bane of her existence, and had been since they started middle school. He took every chance to make fun of her bright red hair, calling her 'Carrot' or even 'Little Red' taking a jab to make fun of her height as well.
"Please, Clary? I don't know why you guys hate each other so much! I think once you guys start talking- like decent people -you will become quite fond of each other." Izzy told her friend, nudging her side lightly.
"Fine, one date." Izzy let out a little cheer. "But," the redhead continued, "only because I know you won't give up on it until I say yes. Also, good luck getting him to agree to it, you know how stubborn he can be." Clary gave her friend a look, letting her know that she wasn't near as stubborn as the self-absorbent idiot.
"I actually already got him to agree. He owes me." Izzy said with a wink. "I'm also surprised that you realize how stubborn he is. Thought you hated him." Clary glared at Isabelle, knowing she wouldn't leave without an answer.
"He is my brothers best friend, remember? He's also your brother's. There have been plenty of times I have been forced to encounter him, even though he is a year older." Clary sighs, glad that the bell signaling lunch is over finally rang.
"The date is tomorrow night!" Izzy yells after her. "I am getting you ready, no exceptions!" Clary glared over her shoulder at her friend.
"How did I get myself into this?" Clary mumbles to herself, nearly falling into a person.
"Get into what, Little Red? Not talking about our date, are you?" Clary looks up, seeing the last person she wanted to see then. She looks up even more, curse her height, and she is staring directly into the golden eyes of one Jace Herondale.
"What else would I be talking about, Golden Boy? I usually make pretty good desicions. I only said yes to Izzy knowing she wouldn't give it up until I said yes." Her voice fills with venom, wanting to change her desicions. But no - Izzy wouldn't let her.
"You wound me, Carrot." He puts his hand over his heart in faux hurt. "I, for one, am looking forward to our date." He sends her a smirk, walking away.
"Then you're the only one! I'm only doing this for Iz!" Clary yells. She turns away in rage, and stomps off to her art class.
(A/N- Sorry for the mess up to my first readers! I fixed it now! Well, this is one of my first fanfics, so please review! Thanks for reading! ~TessaGraceHerondale)