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Clary:

"Ow!" I hiss in pain, as Jonathan puts the ice pack on my eye.

My father, (Of course) came home in a bad mood. (As usual) I, of course, am the one he likes to hurt the most when he was angry. He had slammed me into the wall, and my eye had slammed into the clock on the wall. It was swelling up, and black.

"Just keep it on there for a bit, okay?" Jonathan tells me, and I nod.

"Do you want me to stay?" He asks, and I look out the window to the neighbor's house.

"Um..no, I'll be fine," I say, and he mumbles an, "OK," before placing a kiss on my forehead, and leaving the room.

I sigh, and take out my phone. I'm in pain, and I need something to take my mind off of this. So I decide to text Simon.

Clary: Hey, Simon. What's up?

30 minutes later, and he hasn't even read it. I groan,and plop down on my window seat, looking out into the night. (A/N I've always wanting a window seat.) Soon, I see a light turn on in the neighbor's house. It's the room right across from mine, and the blinds are closed.

Until someone opens them, and I look to see that it's the blonde! Yes! I feel so happy, and I don't know why, as I haven't even met the guy. (A/N Hehe, that rhymed too.) He sees me, then grins. I grin back. He then frowns, and my excitement turns to disappointment.

We stay there for a minute, staring at each other. Then, he writes something on his window. It was back words, however. Then I realized that it was his number! He was giving me his number.

I quickly type it into my phone, then send the first message.

Clary: Hey

I get a reply soon after.

Golden-haired dude: hey

And we stay like that, texting.

Clary: Well, we should probably establish our names, considering we're texting.

Golden-haired dude: we probably should

Clary: I'm Clary.

Golden-haired dude: jace

Jace: you were probably wondering as you see this amazingly sexy guy through your window

Jace: you're a very lucky person

I snort out loud at that.

Clary: I wouldn't call myself lucky.

Jace: oh really

Clary: Yup

Jace: What happened to your eye?

I froze, wondering what to say. Should I tell him the truth? No. I just met him. Besides, I don't want to be a burden on him.

Clary: Don't think that's any of your business.

It took Jace longer to reply.

Jace: ohh, mysterious. I like mysterious

Clary: Good. So do I.

I was about to reply, when I hear a yell. "Clary! Dinner!" I groan. "Coming, mom!" I yell back, then quickly type an apology.

Clary: Sorry, I have to go.

Jace: playing hard to get I see. Well good, because i also love a challenge

I roll my eyes, but I'm smiling.

Clary: I have to eat dinner, dofus.

Jace: Sure, sure, let's go with that )

I roll my eyes again, and throw my phone back onto my bed. Before I close the blinds, I see Jace, waving at me. And I wave back.

*later*

I managed to escape my dad when he came home for dinner. He was in a surprisingly good mood, thankfully.

I'm in my room now, lying on my bed, while I watch the fan spin. I do that a lot, when I'm thinking about something important. It's mostly about my father, but today, the only thing on my mind was Jace.

My thoughts were interrupted, however, when I heard my phone ring. I picked it up and answered; I didn't even bother to check to see who it was.

"Hey Simon?" I say into the phone, waiting for Simon to say something.

"Um..my name is not Simon," someone says into the phone, then I freeze. I check to see who it is, and it's Jace! Fuck! I thought it was Simon, dammit!

"Oh, right. Sorry I just thought you were someone else." I say, and the butterflies in my stomach are back. Either that, or I'm having a little seizure.

He's silent for a bit. Then all of a sudden. "Is Simon your boyfriend?"

"What?! God, no! We're friends, best friends, nothing more! Dear god, why does everyone think that!?" I say, groaning.

"Right, just wondering." He says, and call me crazy, but I think he actually sounds happier now, that I said this.

"Why? You jealous?" I say, taking a long shot. He goes silent. Thoughts swirl in my mind. Crap. Am I taking things too fast? Did he not like me like that?

"I'm the stunning Jace Herondale, Clary. I can be jealous of nobody with looks like mine," he says, and I sigh in relief, but roll my eyes at him, even though he can't see it, as my blinds are closed.

We were both silent for a bit, until I tried, and failed, to have a conversation. "Soooo, it's pretty nice outside huh?" I say.

"You're seriously asking me about the weather?" He says back, and I face-palm.

"U-um w-what I-i meant was-" I start but I'm cut off by Jace's laugh.

"Don't apologize, it's cute." He says, and I feel myself blush. Right now, I am so happy that he can't see me. I don't know what to say next, so Jace starts talking.

"Well, would you like to go on a picnic with me tomorrow? After all, it's pretty nice outside," He says, mocking me, and I laugh, then start thinking. Is this a date? Or like, a friend-thing?

"Don't mock me," I decide on saying, and he laughs.

"Pretty hard not too," he says, and I snort.

"But would you? Go with me?" He continues.

"Yes, I'd love to go with you," I say, but in my mind, it's more like this: YES YES YES I LOVE YOU TAKE MEE WITH YOUUUU!

"Good, I'll pick you up around….3?" he questions, then I freeze.

"No, I'll just meet you at your house. It's right next to mine anyways," I say, stumbling for an excuse. Jace can't come to my house, he might see my father, and I can't risk Jace finding out about that; or worse, him getting hurt because of that.

"Alright then. It's a date." He says, and hangs up before I have time to say anything as a reply.

I plop down on my bed, for about the millionth time since Jace moved in next door. I lay there, thinking about all the possible things that could happen. I'm praying that I don't screw this up. This is my first date since..since...I actually can't even remember the first time I had a date. So this is probably my first.

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I pick up my phone, and start texting Simon everything.

Clary: Guess what?

He replies. Finally.

Simon: What

Clary: I have a date tomorrow!

I swear it takes him longer to reply.

Simon: With who

Clary: Jace Herondale

Simon: ...you're getting played

Clary: What?

Simon: that guy, jace, he goes on dates with every single girl he meets, and just for sex

Simon: he's using you

I feel a huge surge of anger at Simon. Who the hell does he think he is, talking about Jace that way. He's trying to turn my excitement into disappointment. Sick bastard.

Clary: You're a piece of shit, you know that Lewis?

Simon: what

Clary: How dare you? I'm going out on a date, my first date, and you have the nerve to tell me off.

Simon: He's not your first date

Clary: What? Yes, he is.

Simon: No, you went on that date about a year ago, the one with Jason JarJim (A/N Sorry. Lol, didn't know what to name him.)

Clary: That never happened.

Simon: Yes it did

Simon: Hellooo

Simon: Clary?

But I didn't reply. I couldn't. How did Simon know I went on a date, when I can't even remember it. Wait-then again, I can't remember anything before I woke up 2 days ago. And that was the morning I met Jace.

I look to my left, and see a scrapbook. Oh, me and Simon's scrapbook! That'll jog my memory. I reach forward and grab it. I start flipping threw the pages. There are so many pictures of me and Simon.

Simon and I when we were kids. Simon and I on the first day of middle school. Simon and I graduating middle school. Simon and I at the carnival.

But what scares me the most, is that even though I'm seeing all these pictures of us, I don't remember it. It's like it never happened.

My thoughts are interrupted when there is a knock at my door. "Come in," I call, and my mom walks in, a red slap mark on her cheek. She sits down next to me, and looks at the scrapbook. She smiles.

"I remember these," she says, and I start to panic again, on the inside. She just continues. "You and Simon just have so many memories.'

She really isn't helping. Just making me panic more. As my mom goes on and on, little does she know, that I don't remember a thing.

Thanks so much for reading! Please review! I'll try to have another chapter in by tomorrow, as I really like this story, unlike the other ones I've written.

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