Chapter 2
Jace POV
Isabelle had invited the boy who was hugging Clary- his name is Simon- to have dinner with us.
Clary and Simon were sitting extremely close to each other, whispering, and giggling. I kept clenching and unclenching my fists under the table.
"Well, I'm done eating," Alec said loudly, noticing the awkwardness between the table. "Izzy, come help me pay."
Izzy nodded, stood up and walked to the front of the restaurant. I looked down at my empty plate and stared.
I heard a chair squeak, and someone shuffle away. I looked up to see Clary looking at me. Her green eyes were narrowed and curious.
"What?" I asked.
"You've been giving me dirty looks for an hour. What's up?"
She noticed that? I thought she was too busy flirting to notice.
"What are you talking about?" I countered.
"You know what I'm talking about, Jace," she said.
The way she says my name sends chills through me. And her eyes? Every time she looks at me, my heart clenches.
"Fine. I guess it's kind of awkward watching the two of you flirt," I lied.
Good save.
"Flirt? Ha! Simon was my best friend when I lived here. Besides, he likes Izzy anyway," Clary told me, taking a sip of her drink.
"Oh. But, he just met Izzy..."
"Yeah, well, he didn't exactly say he liked her. He just made it very obvious when he started drooling."
I snickered. "I would expect as much from a rat."
Clary blinked at me. "Did you just call Simon a rat?"
"Yes," I said. "Look at his beady little eyes. It's kind of creepy."
Clary laughed. It was a very heart warming sound. "Okay, maybe he does resemble a mouse. But not a rat."
I shrugged. "Whatever you say, Gingerbread."
Clary glared at me, which only made me laugh. "Ugh. Typical," she murmured before standing up.
"Where are you going?" I asked her.
She didn't answer me. She just walked in the direction of the cash register. I watched her pull her wallet out of her purse, and pay the man for her meal.
"Jace."
I turned at the sound of my name. Izzy and Alec hovered over me, their icy blue eyes staring daggers.
"What did I do?"
Izzy laughed, and Alec shook his head. "Jace," he began, "when are you going to tell her?"
They knew? Ugh, Clary really has me whipped if they can read through me this easily.
"I know," I said. There was no point in lying.
"What are you going to do? You know she's leaving for Italy soon," Izzy said.
"I don't know. I need her to love me back, too, you know," I replied, standing up.
"Why are guys so stupid?" Izzy muttered to herself. "Jace, you need to spend time with her. Like actual bonding time."
"Do you think that'll work?"
"It should," she said. "Clary is really amazing, and I know you must really love her if you haven't gotten into a huge fight yet."
"I do love her. I just wish she would realize that already."
{LATER THAT NIGHT}
As soon as we got to the beach house, Clary disappeared. I didn't see her all afternoon, and she wasn't in her room. (Izzy told me it was the room right across the the hall from mine.)
So much for bonding time.
I walked out to the balcony, and leaned against the railing. The sun was setting over the water, and it looked amazing. Rays of orange, red, and pink tinted the sky in an ombré tone.
I looked over to the beach where I saw a red head holding a surfboard as she walked along the shore.
Now was my chance. I threw my shirt over my head and ran to the kitchen sink. I splashed water all over my bare chest and face.
Then, I ran out of the house, and down to the beach to meet the beauty. I started to jog down the shore, right behind her.
Soon, I was right next to her. "Clary?"
She looked up at me with wide green eyes. She relaxed a little bit when she realized it was me.
"Hey, Jace. What are you doing?"
"Just running," I lied.
"Oh, cool," she said. "I was just surfing. The waves were pretty bad back there, so I'm going this way."
"I didn't know you surf," I said. Well, I did know. I was kind of creeping on her this morning.
"Yeah, we'll I've been surfing since I was nine," she explained.
There she goes again. Always amazing me with her talents.
"Ooh, this is a great spot," Clary muttered.
I turned to look at the ocean, and sure enough huge waves were rolling in. Beside me, Clary had bent down to strap her ankle to the string attached to the board.
She sat down on the surfboard and looked over the water. She gestured for to sit next to her, so I did.
"I love sunsets. Don't you?" She asked me, her eyes sparkling.
I nodded. "Yeah, they're amazing."
We sat in silence for a few minutes. It wasn't awkward. This actually felt good.
"Jace," Clary said, breaking the silence. "Why have you been treating me so differently today? I thought you hated me."
"Clary, I don't hate you at all. I have no clue why I did that stuff in high school. And I'm sorry. I really am," I told her, looking into her eyes.
"I don't hate you either. In fact, today was nice. Except when you called me Gingerbread," she said.
I laughed. "Like I said, I'm sorry. Can we start over?"
Clary smiled at me. "I would love that," she said.
"Great. Well, I'm Jace Wayland," I said, taking her hand in my own.
Clary shook my hand. "I'm Clary Fray."
Our hands stayed clasped together a while longer, but soon Clary pulled away and stood. I did the same.
"If you don't mind, I'm gonna get a few more waves in today," she said, picking up her board. "See ya later."
With that she turned, and walked into the water. I turned around, and began walking to the house with a skip in my step.
I was closer to getting Clary to fall for me.
A/N: OOH.
Jace loves Clary so much.
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