Hey babies! Sorry the last chapter was so short, this will be longer. Oh and I'm planning on updating tuesdays and thursdays, or when i get 5 reviews. Whichever comes first.

Jace POV

...Impossible. "C-Clary?" I questioned, my voice shaking. The girl shook her head confusedly. All of my little, but slowly rising, hope came crashing down. Of course this wasn't Clary. This girl had long curly golden hair, bright blue eyes and a deep tan, matching the golden color of her hair. And yet… she reminded me so much of Clary. The way her eyes always had a glint of playfulness and vulnerability hidden behind her tough bravado. The way she shuffled her feet awkwardly when she was nervous. But, most of all, I had a strange sense of familiarity and I felt safe and sheltered as soon as we had locked eyes. The way only Clary could make me feel. I was snapped back into reality when she stuck out her long, slender hand.

"Uh… Im Hunter. Hunter Lockwood." As soon as the words left her mouth, i felt as if I'd been punched in the gut. She sounded just like Clary too. I slowly inched my hand forward and grabbed hold of her outstretched one. I felt sparks run up my arms, like I always used to with Clary. She must have felt it too, because she ripped her hand away from me. I waved my arm awkwardly inside, gesturing for her to come in. She did.

Clary POV

I pressed my finger to the doorbell nervously. A minute later the door opened. Memories hit me like a stab to the heart. It was him. I had half a mind to leap forward ,jump into his arms and kiss him senseless. The other, more wise, part of my brain screamed the obvious and painful truth. First off, I look nothing like how I used too. Second, and way more important reason, if i revealed who I am too soon… everyone would die. Including him. His eyes were alight with hope and love. I knew what was coming. My body went rigid in preparation.

"C-Clary?" He questioned, his voice visibly shaken. Ouch. I did my best to appear confused and shake my head, no matter how badly I wanted to scream yes, and how badly my heart broke when the hope dropped from his eyes, replaced with intense grief. I cleared my throat and stuck out my hand. This must have broken him out of his reverie, because he stretched out his hand to meet mine. The butterflies and electricity, so fresh in my mind yet so foreign, exploded inside of me. I ripped my hand away. Jace gestured for me to come in, so I did. It was just as I remembered. He led me to the kitchen. I had just stepped through the doorway when I heard a plate crash to the ground. I looked up to see a shocked Isabelle, eyes wide. Jace cleared his throat. Isabelle blinked and composed herself.

"I'm sorry… its just-" I cut her off.

"Remind you of someone you used to know?" I finished smiling sympathetically. She nodded eyes flickering between Jace and I, realizing he had made the same assumption as she had. Mayrse and Alec stood at the table confusedly.

"I'm um… I'm gonna go." Jace stuttered, pain blatantly obvious in his voice. Isabelle had noticed it as well. When Jace was out of sight Isabelle turned to me.

"So, um, Hunter is it?" I nodded. "I'll show you to your room." She stated, turning and strutting out of the room, me on her tail. Isabelle climbed the stairs and led me to the third room on the right. "Well, here we you need anything. I'm right across the hall." Isabelle finished awkwardly, shuffling away. I turned the key to my room. "Oh, and Hunter?" Isabelle questioned. I turned. "Do you want to come demon hunting tonight? We're going to a club. Pandemonium." She asked awkwardly. I smiled.

"Sure." I answered. I was excited.

"Great. Come to my room in an hour and I'll help you get ready." I smiled and nodded, entering my room.

"Isabelle? Where are the pants…" I trailed off, searching for the supposedly missing garment.

"Its a dress Hunter!" Isabelle yelled disapprovingly from outside the bathroom. My eyes widened. This shi-dress, would barely cover my butt. Unwillingly, I pulled it over my head and stepped out. Isabelle gasped. I turned and looked in the mirror. The dress was beautiful. It was a deep red-maroon velvet, with a bow around the waist. It was tight, and stopped just below my butt, as predicted. It accentuated my curves quite nicely. I nodded in approval. "Shoes, shoes…" Isabelle muttered. "Aha!" She exclaimed, pulling out a pair of black velvet death traps. They were at least six inches. I unwillingly snatched them from her, knowing the tantrum she'd undoubtedly throw if I refused.

"Now… Makeup!" Izzy squealed excitedly. Oh boy, I thought sitting down at the vanity.

Izzy began to curl my hair. An hour later, she was finished with this portion of my torture session. She sprayed it with hairspray, and began on my makeup. She swept a dark grey shade over my lids, followed by a swipe of eyeliner and multiple coats of mascara. She flawlessly powdered my face, and was finished. "Voila!" She cheered, turning me around. I gasped. If i wasn't used to my new self before, I had no idea who this girl was. The dark shadow on my lids made my blue-grey eyes pop, and that mascara and cat-eye liner made my eyes look huge. The powder made my face look fresh and flawless. My long, golden hair tumbled down my back in perfect, silky ringlets.

"Thank you Izzy," I breathed. I actually meant it.

"Now. lets go show you off." She suggested, raising an eyebrow.

"Lead the way," I mumbled. She did, and I followed. She turned, gesturing for me to wait at the top of the stairs. I shrugged and obliged.

"Presenting, the new and improved, Hunter Lockwood!" She bellowed, gesturing me down the stairs. Wobbling in my torturous shoes, I made it down. I locked eyes with Jace, wide eyed and mouth dropped open. I smirked, and stalked over to him. I just couldn't resist.

"Ready to go?" I whispered seductively in his ear, then skipped out the door, leaving him speechless. This is going to be a fun night, I thought to myself.

Hope you liked it! Oh and I know I changed Hunter's last name, I just liked Lockwood more, sorry. Until next time,

XOXO -K