Hey guys! I'm back! Most of my updates will be at night so I have the whole day to write the chapter, just letting you know. Also, Clary might be a OOC. Maybe. Thanks for reading, and I will probably be posting another story soon, so the updates might vary day to day, which story. Whichever is most exciting! The next chapter or two will come in the next few hours. Also, tomorrow is Christmas, so probably no update. If there is it will probably be short. Ok, thanks for reading! Review!
JPOV
Three knocks on the door and a screech form Izzy had Jace lying awake on his bed.
"Jace! Come on! Time for school!" Izzy yelled from behind the door before giving out a frustrated sigh and turning away. Meanwhile, Jace was trying to pluck up the courage to do something about Clary today.
That girl befuddled him. Befuddled. It rolled around on his tongue. When he finally found the right words, he would tell her she befuddled him.
Jace never knew what to say around that girl. Her fiery red hair, piercing green eyes, always had him so confused and out-of-it. The meanest things came out of his mouth, and he knew it, just didn't know how to stop it.
The day where he would admit he loved Clary would be gorgeous. Her eyes would be filled of happiness and she would run to him, bringing him into the biggest kiss.
Every day he promised that day would today, but every time he saw her, he froze and began to rant off the most un-true and ridiculous things. Jace sighed and rolled off the bed and groaned. Why did he have to be such an ass to her?
Yet every time he insulted her, he could see his words had no effect on her. She stayed strong and let it roll of her back. How could such a frail little creature be so strong, he'll never know.
Jace sauntered up to the dresser and picked out a black shirt and some jeans. The perfect thing to wear when he told Clary how he felt. Of course he said that everyday.
"Jace! Get your lazy ass down here or I'll finish all the pancakes!" Izzy yelled form downstairs. With one last sigh, Jace turned to the door and went downstairs.
The Lightwood house was a mansion. Long, spiral stairs with huge hanging photos decorating the wall, giant gold pillars, and unbelievable amount of empty guest rooms. The place was basically a castle.
When Jace was ten, his parents died in a fire. Jace, luckily, was outside, collecting his toys. He watched helplessly as everything he knew and loved became covered in the bright red blossom. Scared, he had ran to the neighbors and cowered in fear. The next Jace had seen the house; it was just a pile of char. No survivors.
The young boy's best friend, Izzy, family decided to take in Jace, for they had more than enough for one more child. They had hired councilors, gave him everything he asked for, loved him, and all patiently waited as he slowly came out of shell. They now were more a family then his old parents ever were.
Downstairs, Robert, Maryse and Izzy were all gathered around the grand oak table, buttering their pancakes and talking. With a huff, Jace heaved himself off the last stair and went to join them.
"And so this year, I think I might start a club for people who have eating disorders, or are concerned about their weight, but are scared to let people know. In our group, everyone may wear a mask and wig if they want, so their identity may remain unknown to the rest of the group!" Rob said, looking around at his family for agreement.
Rob worked at the school as a helper, someone the teacher could ask to go get copies of this, help a student with that. He didn't mind, he just liked being around people.
Jace nodded absentmindedly as he munched on the perfect pancakes Maryse cooked. Everyone started talking, but Jace zoned out and just sat there. Before he knew it, Maryse was shaking him a little.
"Jace, Honey, time for school," she said sternly. He sighed and plucked his backpack and keys off the ground.
"See ya!" he yelled as he kicked open the double doors leading outside. He heard of chorus of farewells behind him as he marched over to his black convertible.
He threw his bag in the back and was just about to pull away before Izzy came running out of the door, clutching her bags close. How she could run in those heels, Jace thought silently as she angrily stormed over the passenger door and yanked in open.
Jace found himself chuckling while she threw her stuff in the back and furiously turned to the front, crossing her arms over her chest.
"How dare you try to ditch me," she calmly said as he pulled out the driveway and began to drive away. Her scary calm face remained facing forward.
"It was easy. I almost got away with it too," he joked, then looked over to see Izzy's eyes brimming with tears.
"Oh Izzy, come on, I would've waited. It was just a joke," he lied. Truthfully, he had forgotten. Jace mentally slapped himself. She was on her period! Nice going, he thought.
"I'm sorry, Iz, it was cruel and I won't do it again," he apologized, attempting to sound sincere. He glanced over to see her stony look warming up and her unshed tears retracting. That was close.
Jace pulled up to the school, letting Iz out first as an apology. She just huffed, grabbed her stuff and marched away. Maybe he wasn't totally forgiven.
Out of the corner of his eyes, Jace spotted the most beautiful flash of red hair, which was slightly fizzed and down, just as he liked it. Her soft, slightly curvy figure was leaned up against a tree, her lean hands cradling a book. She was already reading.
Today was the day, Jace told himself, his backpack on his lap and his keys tucked into his pocket. Today he would go ever there and tell her he loved her. With that thought in mind, he pushed open the car door and strolled over to her.
