Hey again! c:

So I decided to update today. :3 I decided that this chapter I'm going to go with Clary's POV. I know most people like when it's only one POV but I wanted to give this a try. So let me know what you think or if you'd prefer if it was only in one POV. Hope y'all like this. So here goes nothing. By the way, I do not own The Mortal Instruments.

It's about 4 P.M when I arrive home from college. I'm an Art major in Columbia University in New York city. My family and I are originally from France but I moved here with my twin brother Jon and my two best friends Simon and Aline. Simon is not very tall. He's average sized with practically no muscle. He's a nerd who loves Star Wars and video games but I love him for that since I too am pretty nerdy sometimes. Aline on the other hand is a beautiful Asian girl with jet-black hair and a body I would kill to have. I myself am too plain. I'm 5'4 feet tall with fiery red hair that is to damn hard to tame, too big emerald eyes, too pale skin, pretty small boobs and too much freckles on my face.

Today me and Aline live together in a small apartment right across from Simon and my brother. The apartment is not much but it's still ours. Living with Aline is pretty fun but annoying at times too. That girl sure loves her gossip and drama. Where I'm not very social and like to stay in my corner and draw anything that inspires me, she is out going. Too much sometimes. Every time I get home she's on me telling me who did what in the whole neighbourhood and a 200 Km radius. She's always trying to force Jon, Si and I to go out clubbing or to a bar or to a party. Jon of course is always up for it but me and Si are always more reluctant so I end up making excuses as to why I can't go most of the time.

But tonight it's different. When I arrive home she's practically begging me to go to this new hot club named 'pandemonium' with her. I tried declining and making excuses. I really did. But she had talked Jon on her team today and they were both giving me the puppy dog eyes, so I just rolled my eyes and accepted to go for two hours and two hours only. Not a minute more.

Aline started squealing and jumping up and down and running to me and crushing me in a giant bear hug. Jon smirked at me before kissing my forehead, winking and telling me he would now let us get ready and that he would meet us at our door at 7 P.M before running out to tell Si to get ready as well.

I slowly turned back to Aline who had an evil glint in her eyes and I suddenly knew what she had planned for the next 3 hours of us getting ready

I put my hands up and slowly started walking backwards while she kept coming near with a predatory glint in her eyes. "Oh no you don't, Al. I am sure as hell not letting you pick my outfit. I am not agreeing to this. I will not leave this room tonight if you take another step closer!", I practically yelled at her before dashing towards the door.

She was running and blocking my way before I could reach the door. "C'mon Clare-bear. Just this once? For me? It's been forever since you've last let me do this for you.", she whined.

"Yeah and look where last time got me", I mumbled under my breath.

Aline just smirked. "Oh please! It wasn't that bad! You looked hot!"

I rolled my eyes glaring my her friend. "You made me look like a prostitute, Aline! Those creepy older men where asking me how much for me "services" per night!"

Aline started laughing at that point. Doubling over and whipping at the tears that had started to leak from her eyes.

"Gah! I hate you bitch!", I said goon naturally.

She walked over to me and hugged me tight. "I'm sorry Clary-Beryy. I won't go overboard this time. I promise. Pretty please with a big, fat cherry on top?", she asked, getting on her knees.

I sighed dramatically. "FINE! But you make me look like a slut again and I'm kicking your lady balls so hard you can never walk again!", I threatened.

She laughed and got up. "Deal", she said putting her arms around my shoulders and dragging me to her room for the next 3 horribly horrifying hours.

3 hours later

Three hours later and I was shaved, plucked and had my hair was in soft curls. She made my eyes a smoking black and painted my lips blood red. I was wearing a cute white dress reaching mid thigh and she had even brought a white lilly to put in my hair. All in all I looked pretty good. I looked innocent but hot. I loved it. I opened my mouth to thank her, but that is until I saw her holding up a 7 inch red heels in my direction.

"Oh hell to the no! I'm not wearing that!", I yelled. I hate heels. They make my feet hurt and they are too uncomfortable. I prefer my sneakers and my flats.

"C'mon Clare. Just this once. Please don't ruin this for me? I didn't make you look like a prostitute as I promised", she said with a hope full look in her eyes.

"Oh hell. Why the fuck not. Just this once, though. But you have to promise me that you wont bother me at the club. If I want to sit down on my ass and sulk in a corner, LET ME SIT ON MY ASS AND SULK IN A CORNER", I bargained.

She sighed. "Fine Clary. Fine. I can never get through to you.", she whispered dramatically.

8 P.M

It's been half an hour since we've arrived at the club. It's a very colourful and energetic place and it made me feel oh so very out of place. I didn't belong in these pictures. People were practically having sex on the dance floor and even watching it made me want to wear a condom on my head, just so I wouldn't get pregnant from all the sexual tension in the air. You could practically smell it. I was sitting on a stool by the bar slowly sipping her jack and coke while watching my brother and Aline dance. I looked a couple of seats next to me at the red faced Simon who was being hit by a very drunk blonde bimbo with fake boobs and he was looking very uncomfortable while trying to get her hands off his dick. I snickered at the sight and turned around, taking my sketch book out of the purse I was carrying and looking for something interesting to draw. And that is when I saw him.

Even from where I was sitting, he looked very tall. It showed that he used the gym regularly because he was muscular ,but not too much that it became ugly. He had ear length blonde hair that fell in his face while he was dancing with the two women who were grinding on him looking like they were competing for his attention. Even I couldn't see his face yet, there was something about him that demanded attention. It was like he had this aura of power around him that demanded you to look at him.

I suddenly noticed that I was absent mindedly sketching him as I continued to stare as his body moved erotically to the beat of the music. As if feeling me watching him he turned to face me, looking directly at me and raising an eyebrow at my sketchbook. When I saw his face for the first time my breath caught in my throat and my heart skipped a beat. Saying he was "hot" was the understatement of the year. There was no word to describe the man other than utterly B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L. I hated him instantly. No one should be allowed to look like that. Guys who looked like that were always the biggest douche bags. They knew they were hot and they used it to their advantage. And from the way he was smirking at me it was obvious that he was going to be the kind douche. A complete cocky ass hole. I never liked the type.

Right when I decided that I hated the guy, he started making his way towards me. I started to panic looking around for a way to escape, but he was next to me before I could even move. He slid on the stool next to me bringing his hand up for me to shake. "Hey. Since I noticed you staring so hard at me, trying to mentally rip my clothes off with your mind, I thought I'd come here and introduce my self and give you the chance to actually make all those fantasies you've got in your head about me, naked and inside you to come true. I'm Jace. And if you didn't get my meaning by now, let me bluntly tell you: I'm taking you home with me tonight, Red.", he said while looking at me expectantly as if I was supposed to drop my panties right there and then.

I think my jaw actually his the floor. I was gaping at him like a fish, trying to find words. How the fuck can someone be so arrogant?! He didn't even know my name yet! God, the nerves on the fucker! I leaned near him, putting her mouth near his ear while watching the smirk widen on his face, like it was exactly what he was expecting. I slowly started to rub him through his pants, feeling him hardening and groaning slightly.I suddenly squeezed him. Very hard. "How about hell to the no?! You can go fuck yourself. I am never ever going to sleep with a cocky asshat like you! The name's Clary. Remember it and remember my face because if you ever approach me like this ever again, I'm going to make sure you no longer have your dick", I whispered in his ear and squeezed him harder to prove my point.

I suddenly pushed him away as he groaned, doubling over in pain and clutching his crotch while looking at me with complete and utter shock. As if he was never expecting me to reject him and act this way. It just made me hate him all the more. I bet he thought he was some sort of God that no female was supposed to say no to. HAH! Funny. I started to walk away, looking for Jon, Aline and Simon, so that we could go home. And all the way, I could still feel his eyes watching me as I went.

That night I stayed awake in bed, hating my self while thinking about the Golden eyes of the golden jerk. Every second I spent thinking about him, was a second that made me dislike him all the more. I just kept praying to God or whoever listened that I would never see him ever again.

So, what do you think about this chapter?

I know it's really different than the other one, because Clary still knows nothing about Jace.

Tell me if you like it when it's in her POV. I would love to know your comments about it.

As for Aline, well since I made Alec Jace's half brother and they have the same blood, I couldn't make Alec have a crush on Jace. I wanted the jealous gay best friend in this series, so I made Aline to be Clary's best friend. In later chapters we will see about Aline's feelings for Clary and just like Alec hated Clary at first, she's going to hate Jace. I thought it'd make it interesting. Let me know what you think about this.

Review or PM me about what you would like to see in this Fanfic or what you wouldn't like or don't like about it.

Until next time!

XOXO, Shay.