I go back downstairs with the guys and begin to watch the movie, though it is hard for me to concentrate with the nagging worry that stays in my thoughts. What did he mean by soon? Do I even want to know?

I hide my phone away from the guys just in case Sebastian texts me again and they see my phone light up. I sit on the floor in between Jonathan and Jace. They all have their attention of the glowing screen but all I do is stare at my thumbs and wait for the night to be over. "You know, this movie is a lot more interesting when you actually pay attention to it," whispers Jace into my ear. I turn my attention to face him and I am greeted with his arrogant-yet humble- golden eyes.

I roll my eyes at him and say, "Some things are more important than Judd Nelson's rebel attempts against school authority in 1985."

I hear him laugh a bit and I look at the screen, pretending to be interested. The movie ends within the next thirty minutes and I can feel myself dosing off as I rest my head against Jonathan's shoulder. I close my eyes for what feels like just a few minutes but when I open them again, I am in my room under the covers of my bed and the door is wide open. I look at the clock- 6:08 A.M. I sigh and get up out of bed and open the curtains in front of my window, exposing myself to the early morning New York sunrise. The scene before me is beautiful and my hand itches for a pencil. I grab my sketch book absentmindedly and draw the skyscrapers that look black in front of the rising sun and the shadows cast down on the streets.

I'm done with the black and white sketch so I put the book down and lean against the wall to stare out at the view. I feel my body relaxing again but I become more aware when I hear a couple footsteps pounding downstairs in the kitchen. I grab my robe and slide it on, not bothering to tie it up, and run downstairs. I see Jace, Alec, and Jonathan in their boxers and T-Shirts scavenging for food. I cover my eyes and yell, "Oh my ANGEL! I think I have been blinded! It is way too early in the morning for a visual like that!"

I uncover my eyes and let a smirk spread on my face. I see Alec blush, Jon grin and roll his eyes, and Jace smirk. "Oh please Red, do you know how lucky you are and how many girls would be envious of you that you get to see this gorgeous body first thing in the morning?" says Jace.

"I pity your need for self indulgence. Does it take extra effort to be this arrogant in the mornings? Or is this really a natural thing to you?"

He is about to say something else when Jon interrupts, "Clary don't blow a gasket. You've seen me in my underwear plenty of times and may I remind you who was forced to go with you and Isabelle last year and wait in the Aerie changing room while you and her tried on bra's and underwear and displayed them to each other RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME?! I mean, you're my sister- this shouldn't be so strange for you."

I glare at him, unhappy that he brought up last year at Aerie and Jace says, "You actually stayed in Aerie while they tried on bras?"

"YES HE DID AND DON'T BRING IT UP AGAIN!" I yell at him in order to change the subject.

"Just, put some clothes on please- before my eyes burn to ash." With that I run back upstairs and into the bathroom to have a nice shower. Once I am done, I walk to my room with a white towel draped around my small frame. I am almost through the door when I hear someone whistle from down the hall. I look and see who it is and see Jace looking me over as if inspecting for a flaw.

I roll my eyes and say, "You pig."

"Hey, I just say what everyone else is thinking."

I blush a little and walk into my room and slam the door shut. I start getting ready for school by blow drying my hair and leaving it in the curly strands. I then put on a pair of light skinny jeans, a black cami, and oversized green shirt that drops to about my hip. I finish the outfit with a pair of lace-up brown boots that come to my knee and a gold and black arrow necklace. When I step out of my room, the hallway is panic. Alec is in a towel and frantically trying to dry his hair with fingers, Jonathan is in his jeans but doesn't have a shirt on and is yelling something at Jace furiously- who is brushing his teeth and walking back to the bathroom. I smirk and yell to Jonathan, "I'm leaving! See you at school."

He nods in confirmation but it is Jace who asks, "How are you planning to get to school?"

"Uh, I'm driving- like a normal 17 year old."

"Okay, but what are you driving? You aren't taking the car."

"Of course not! I have other methods of transportation."

"Oh, well take me with you. I'm ready to go and I don't want to sit around and wait for these idiots."

I groan and roll my eyes but he doesn't seem to notice as he spits into the sink and wipes his mouth. I see that he is wearing one of Jonathan's graphic T-Shirts with a picture of the San Francisco Bridge and the words- American Eagle Outfitters- written at the top. He grabs his bag and yells to my brother, "I'm leaving with Clary!"

We immediately hear the response, "Keep your hands off of my sister Herondale!" I smirk and he rolls his eyes and we start walking out the door.

"So uh, where's your car?" he asks, looking confused.

"Who said anything about a car?" I walk towards the garage and open the doors to reveal my most precious treasure.

I look over and see Jace's eyes bugging and his mouth slightly open. I laugh and say, "Jace, meet Ella."

He looks at me with an eyebrow raised and asks, "You name your bike?"

"Hey!" I say in my defense, "She is not just a bike and if you degrade her to just a piece of junk then you can walk to school!"

He puts his hands up and says, "Okay, I'm sorry."

He grins mischievously and swings himself onto the bike and then pats on the small space behind him. I look at him incredulously and say, "You really think you are driving her!?"

"Well why wouldn't I?"

"Because she is mine and I will die before I let anyone-especially you- drive her!"

"Okay, one- ouch, and two- you really need to stop referring to your bike as a human."

I roll my eyes and he smiles and scoots back to give me enough space to sit in the front. I sit down and put the key in the ignition but first I grab two black helmets from the floor. I hand one to Jace and he puts it on and slides the face guard down, as do I. I feel Jace's hands slide up to grip my waist and a small shudder goes through me. A blush appears on my face and I'm thankful that the mask it so dark. I pull the throttle and the bike takes off. About half way to the school, I can feel Jace's arms snaking around me as if trying to envelop me in a hug. I can't necessarily take my hands off of the bike to slap him away but then again, I'm not sure I want to.

We arrive at school and park the bike but Jace doesn't let go of me. I kick the stand out to prop the bike up and I take my helmet off. Many people are staring at me with confused expressions on their face. I look back at Jace and see he hasn't taken the helmet off yet so it looks like I arrived to school with a complete stranger. I turn around- still in his hold- and say, "We stopped, so you can take the helmet off so I don't look like a freak that brought a stranger to school."

I hear him chuckle a bit and he says, "Maybe, but a stranger who is holding onto you for dear life because Clarissa, you are not the best driver."

I spin all the way around so I am sitting backwards on the bike and say, "I am too a good driver! I am the best driver out there!" He snickers and takes off his helmet with ease and I hear a couple gasps coming from girls and that's when I notice our position on the bike and how close we are to each other.

"They are probably thinking we are about to kiss…" he says and his voice leads off.

I smirk and say, "Oh I pity those fools. Their hormone infested minds will only lead them to a life full of misjudgment."

He raises an eyebrow and says, "That seems a little presumptuous, don't you think?"

I shrug and say, "I like to think of it more as an inference rather than a presumption."

He rolls his eyes and I see him moving his hands back to claim their place on my hips but I scoff and get off the bike and I can feel his gaze following me into the school. I go straight to my locker- the attention from Jace this morning has for some reason, given me a little confidence boost- that is until Seelie, Kaelie, and Aline march up to my locker and slam it shut. I push my back into the lockers and Seelie starts, "Listen, we saw you with Jace we thought we should update you on the 411. Jace is mine, your big brother Jonathan- he's Aline's and your ex Sebastian, is Kaelie's. We know all about you trying to get Seb to date you again back on the football field and that was pretty low… even for you. Stay away from them or we will ruin you." They all walk away and I can't help but feel taken aback that she would think I would stand in her way of hooking up with Jace or Sebastian- now I have to say that I am going to have to protect Jon form Aline- but then saying that I wanted Sebastian? Had she gone mad?

I open my locker back up and get my books out. "Clary!" I hear my name being called down the hall and I see that it is Simon and Izzy.

"Simon! There you are!" I give my old friend a hug and he begins to rant about comics and magna. Isabelle occasionally buts in with random stories about shopping with her mother.

"Yeah, okay Si but um, I have to go to class and you do too! Come on Iz," I say and Simon gives her a quick kiss and I grab her hand and pull her to art where I plan on working on my unfinished masterpiece. When the bell rings I put the painting away and head off to my next class.

I walk into the room and see Jace surrounded by girls-as usual- but when I walk into the room, the voices go down and I get stares-not really any glares, just stares. Jace stares at me and begins to walk towards me with a look of slight concern in his golden eyes. "What's going on?" I ask him.

"Clary, Seelie told me that you were talking to Sebastian last night. She told Jon too. Is it true? Are you even considering him again?!" His voice rises as he goes on. "I thought you hated him after what he did to you yesterday?! I helped you and all along you WANTED it!"

When he said 'I wanted it', I finally snapped. "Are you joking? This is a joke, right? How dare you say I wanted it! How dare you believe anything that bitch told you about me! You haven't known me a week and already you think that it's okay to believe in accusations made against me?! I'm such an idiot! Why would I ever think that you would be able to understand?! Why would I think that I could trust you?! You know… just leave me alone. I don't care if you hang around Jonathan but if you ever come over again; don't even bother to be in the same room as me! Thanks for letting me know who I should and should not trust- you're doing me a favor, really." I grab my stuff and storm out of the room and decide to skip this class and spend the next hour in the art room, finishing up my painting.

I just can't wait until Jon find me… oh joy.

A/N: I liked writing this chapter a lot because it had a lot of drama at the end- and you can deny it all you want, but everyone knows that Clace drama (though it may break your heart), is a necessity for a good story!

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