Hello people who read my stories! Sorry I haven't updated sooner. I'd like to update sooner but I can't because A) another family member's coming to stay B) I kind of got in trouble with my mom for not making my bed every morning and C) I was reading Morganville Vampires. I love that series! I'm almost done with it I just need to finish Ghost Town and Bite Club. Okay, I'll stop boring you with what I've been reading and let you enjoy this new chapter.

Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare owns this, not me (sadly)

"What? What are you talking about?" I asked. I was starting to back away, slowly at first, then turned around and ran straight for the exit? Jace was crazy. Demons weren't real. And if they were, they probably couldn't be hunted down. He was obviously a psycho who killed people that he thought were demons. Maybe he was escaping some kind of hospital the police put him in.

I was close to the exit when Jace ran ahead of me, blocking my path. I screeched to a halt, searching my backpack for the pepper spray I always kept in there because my mom always told me to keep one. She was so overprotective. I was so close to freedom! Why'd he have to be so fast? Heck, why did I have to be so slow?

"Not so fast Clary." He said giving me a wicked smile. My heart sped up a little. I must be scared. After all, he can rape me right here, right now, and no one would know until it was too late. Thankfully, I found my pepper spray. Then I realized something.

"How'd you know my name?" I asked. I was completely freaked now.

"I, uh, know your mother." He said. WHAT? He knew Jocelyn? How'd he know her? Why is Jocelyn so confusing?

"How do you know my mother? Are you the one who kidnapped her? Are you here to kidnap me? What the fuck did you do with my mom!" I yelled suddenly furious. My mother was beautiful, unlike me, but that didn't give him a right to kidnap her! And why did he want to kidnap me when he had the gorgeous one in the family?

"Whoa, calm down, I didn't kidnap your mom. Why would I want to kidnap an older woman when I have the younger version?" he asked, smirking at me.

I pulled out my pepper spray and sprayed him right in the eyes. Why was he such a jerk? And how mean was that? My mom isn't that old! She still looks twenty! I thought dudes liked older women. Why are all boys so confusing?

He started cursing and sank to the floor, leaving the exit clear. I took my only chance for escape without so much as a backwards glance. I suddenly felt guilty for spraying him. He'd complimented me, right? I think he did. I heard him yelling my name.

I stopped and turned around, seeing Jace running at me full force. He was so fast and graceful. I wonder if he played a sport. Maybe he was on a track team, or football. Maybe soccer.

"Clary, why the fuck did you do that?" he yelled, grabbing both of my arms, forcing me to look at him.

I gasped. His eyes looked completely unharmed. How was that possible? I'd sprayed him pretty bad. So bad that I'd emptied out the whole pepper spray bottle.

"You were scaring me. You're hurting me." I said trying to yank my arms free. No such luck. He had an iron grip on me.

"You shouldn't be afraid of me." He whispered and was leaning closer and closer. What was he doing? He was about to kiss me, I realized with horror. But we'd just met!

"Get away from me!" I exclaimed pulling free from his grip.

He looked shocked for a moment, then looked at me with hungry, intense eyes. I felt completely naked. I put my arms around myself and shuddered even though it was about 75 degrees.

"This is a first." He said.

"A first for what?" I asked genuinely puzzled. What was he talking about?

"This is the first time a girl's ever refused to kiss me." He said looking me up and down. I shuttered and hugged myself tighter.

"Why are you here?" I asked. He wasn't here to rape me or kidnap me, that was for sure. He obviously had an important purpose for following me and making me be late for class.

"I was told to keep an eye on you from your mother." He answered. He knew about my mom? Where she was and why she left? I was just about to ask him where she was when Simon came running towards us.

"Clary, what are you doing out here alone?" he asked.

"What do you mean? I'm not alone. Can't you see Jace?" I asked gesturing to Jace. He had a smug look on his face. What now?

"Clary, are you feeling alright? Maybe I should take you home. Come on, let's go." He grabbed my hand and led me to the office.

"Wait, what about the stripper? He has my mother!" I yelled pointing toward Jace. Simon gave me a puzzled look, looked where I was pointing, and shrugged.

"I'm not a stripper!" Jace yelled and came running after us.

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