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Clary
"Verlac? You mean Sebastian?" I ask.
"How many Verlacs do we know?" he asks sarcastically.
"You need to get your glasses checked. Idiot." I unlock my locker and push my schoolbag in. "Let's go."
Jace
I walk to the cafeteria with Sebastian, Jordan and Jonathan. Damn Mr Morgenstern and his ideas. Now I'm stuck with Fairchild for the rest of the year.
"Jace?" Sebastian pokes my arm.
"What?"
"So..." he begins. "You're with Fairchild in English, huh?"
"Why, do you have a thing for her? I saw you glancing at her in English class, and now you were staring at her. You're not fooling anyone, mate."
"Oh, shut up. I wasn't looking at her. I was looking at the hot guy next to her. You know, the one she sits next to in English? The one she was talking to before? Glasses? Tall?"
"Who? Lewis?" I ask. "He's not hot at all, you know. You can do better." And, believe me, he can do better. But Lewis isn't gay or bisexual, like Sebastian, so I doubt anything will ever happen. Let alone the fact that he's got it bad for Fairchild. Poor Sebastian can't win this.
"Why, you jealous?" he mocks.
"Shut your mouth."
"Nope. Now let's get Fairchild off my future boyfriend!" he points to Fairchild and Lewis. Yeah, right, future boyfriend.
"Oh, come on. I've had enough of her face for a day", I whine. But she probably wants to see me. Who doesn't?
"But..."
"Let's just sit and we'll talk about it."
"Yes!" Sebastian whisper-shouts.
We find a random table and sit. I grab an apple from my schoolbag and bite it. I'd leave it in my locker, but I was too distracted by my horrible luck to open it.
"So... What're we gonna do?" Sebastian asks.
"How about... Jace steals something from her, and she chases him around to get it, and you have alone time with Simon?" Jonathan chimes in.
"Let's not forget you owe me", Sebastian tells me. "Unless you want me to tell them about who you had a crush on when we were 14..."
Wait... that was when I liked older women... oh, no.
"Okay, okay! I'm in!" I give up. It's too embarassing.
"Do it."
The bell rings, saving me.
"Sorry. The bell. You'll get your time with your one true love tomorrow", I mock.
Clary
It's already the end of the day, and Jace approaches me with a smirk. A crowd of girls, maybe seven or eight, are walking behind him.
"Ready to go, love?" he asks. Love? I'm gonna kill him. The girls give me dirty looks and leave, whispering into each other's ears.
"Jace!" I shout. "What was that?"
"Relax, I wanted Kaelie and the others off me for a second!"
"Isn't Kaelie that girl from the grade below us?" I ask.
"Yes, a total pain in the a..." he bites his lip, "posterior."
I hold back a laugh. Simon appears.
"Jace." He nods.
"Didn't catch your name there, Silas was it?" Jace smirks. He's obviously mocking him.
"It's Simon, actually. I don't blame you. With your lack of a brain you wouldn't remember", Simon smirks back.
"Ooooh, burn!" I laugh.
"I have to admit it, your boyfriend has a sense of humour there!" Jace raises his shoulders. Boyfriend? What boyfriend? Does he think...?
"Simon's not my boyfriend!" I yell.
"Does he know that?" Jace winks.
"Shut up", Simon and I say at the same time.
"Not gonna happen any time soon. Get in the car, Ginny... no. I'll change it again. How about... Goodie-two-shoes?" he laughs.
"Old."
"Count Nerdula?"
"Idiotic."
"Then, maybe, I'll just call you..."
"Just call me Clary!" I shout. "Cla-ry, it's two syllables, is it that hard?"
"Clary. Now, that's something I never considered."
"Clary, then?" I ask. Hopefully...
"No."
Damn.
"You are..."
"Perfect? Yeah, I know", he cuts me off.
"I was gonna say a scumbag."
"Tsk tsk. How low of you."
"Shut it, Herondale."
On the way there, Jace is silent, as if he has something to hide. When we arrive, I gasp at his house. It's huge. It's painted white. The windows are large and the door is wooden. There's a garden, and there's a variety of plants. Red roses, daisies, the typical girly flowers. They must be his mother's. He comes out of the car and walks to the door. I follow shortly after. He opens the door and waits at the side. I walk inside, muttering a "thank you". I look around. About three metres away from me, on my left, there are three blood red armchairs surrounding a small wooden table. A fireplace stands behind them. The white walls are decorated with paintings. I suppose they're paintings of the Herondales; they all have Jace's golden eyes.
"Upstairs", he mumbles. and goes up the stairs. I follow him. It's going to be one long afternoon.
A/N: See? Sebastian's not a rapist. TOLD YA. I am so sorry that's it's short. Till next time,
Marianna (ifyouknew)
