Hey again, I'm not sure what i should write so it's going to be quick. I just have a question. should I write in third person or Clary's/others PoV? What do you think? And I know it's short I just had many exams to write so I couldn't work on this story. Sorry.
Also, I own nothing.
3rdpersonsPoV:
The next School day went by pretty fast and thankfully eventless. At the moment Clary sat in the park in the shadows of a big tree and sketched. She was in her own World so she didn't notice as Jace sat next to her. "Clary." He whispered. She jumped and quickly closed her sketchbook. As she turned around she looked into Jaces' golden eyes. The next thing she noticed was how close they were. "What?" she asked him confused. He smiled. "Did you forget our study date already?" Clary huffed, muttered 'it isn't a date' and turned back to get her script out. As she looked back at Jace she saw that he had lain down on his back with his script already in his hand. She also saw that his shirt hat ridden up and she could see a bit of his muscular stomach. Mmmm, she thought. She snapped out of her thoughts. Jace had caught her stare and smirked. Clary tried to ignore what happened and suggested: "I think we should start with the first meeting of them since it' our first scene together." "Alright, let's get started Red."
After two hours of practicing and laughing Clary learned that Jace isn't always the cocky asshole like in school. He actually can be very funny and nice. It shocked her a little bit that she really liked spending time with him. He even offered to drive her home but she denied. On her way home she thought about the evening and Jace. Could she really like him? Probably she was just confused with everything that happens at the moment.
CPoV
I was standing next to my best friend Simon as the populars made their daily walk through the halls. We ignored it and carried on with our conversation about who would win a race, Quicksilver or the Flash. Suddenly we both felt something slimy running down our backs. While Simon stands frozen on his spot I slowly turned around. I mean seriously. Two times in three days? What the hell is wrong with them? In front of me was Michael Wayland, he was Coach Wayland's son and could do almost everything he wanted. Behind him the other Jocks laughed at me and Simon. Jace laughed, too. Wow. Yesterday he was funny and nice, but today in school he was the same asshole as always. Michael, who still stands before me and grinned, asked: "And, what are you two going to do about this? Running to mummy and Daddy and ask for help?" The others laughed even more. Since Simon still hadn't done anything I said with the sweetest voice I could manage: "No, I'm going to do this," and slapped him so hard he stumbled back. The whole hallway was suddenly quiet. Everyone stared at me. Some shocked others happy. "Well, if you excuse me I'm going home." With that I walked out of school to Simon's car. He was there not long after me. "How about we drive to me and watch the Flash and Avengers: Age of Ultron to check the facts again?" I asked my best friend with a smile. He laughed but agreed.
After a couple of hours Simon had to go home and I was alone since my mom was staying with her lover. I was sitting on the couch and watched some marvel movies as the doorbell rings. I cursed and stand up to open the door. I was shocked as I saw who it was. It was Jace.
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