IDK how much their POVs are going to be swapping but I think pretty frequently. Just saying. Oh and I wanted to thank everyone that commented, favorited, and/or followed on the last chapter. It's only been one chapter but y'all already seem to love it so I mean thanks. Love y'all! Enjoy!

CLARY'S POV

"Have I told you how much I love Saturday's?" Isabelle asked as Clary watched her walk back and forth through their apartment gathering items and accessories. Clary had agreed to go shopping with her new friend and was awfully curious about how insane she was when it came to going out.

"Not in the past 20 minutes, no," Clary replied sarcastically. Isabelle stopped to glare at her and in that moment the doorbell rang.

"Oh, it's Alec," Isabelle says even as she walks away to continue what she was doing.

"Alright," Clary sighs. "Looks like I'll get it."

She got up off the couch and walked casually over to the door. When she opened it Clary was slightly surprised to see that Alec was not alone. There was an incredibly tall and blonde boy with him that she didn't recognize.

"Hey Clary," Alec greeted her and Clary stepped aside to let them in.

"Hey Alec, and you are..." Clary trailed off as she turned her gaze to the boy that had followed Alec in.

He held out his hand for Clary to shake. "Morgenstern, Jonathon Morgenstern. Nice to meet you."

Clary shook it trying to hide back her laugh. "Clary Fairchild, nice to meet you too. Alec, I'll be right back with your phone."

Clary walked off to Isabelle's room and collected the girl's brother's phone. As she did so realize the name Jonathon sounded familiar and then immediately remembered why. As Clary was walking back to the main room she started scrolling through some of the messages Alec's phone had gotten from a 'Jonathon' over the past couple days.

"So tell me, are you the same Jonathon that's been texting Alec? Because I sort of feel like I'm reading these messages out of context." Clary smirked as she turned the phone to them to show them what she was looking at.

Jon scratched his head awkwardly. "Umm, we know another Jonathon."

"Yeah," Alec took the phone back and smiled up at his friend. "But the other one is inserted in my phone as 'Jace'"

Clary chuckled at that and Jonathon shrugged after a moment of shame. "Then yeah, you were reading it out of context."

As Alec scrolled through the messages he furrowed his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.

"Dude, I thought you said you had been texting me about the..." Alec trailed off as he looked at Jon.

"Oh," Jon said raising his eyebrows and then he grimaced. "No, I thought you meant the other thing, sorry man." Jon patted Alec on the back who just shook his head and shoved his phone in his pocket.

"Clary have I told you how much I value you as a friend?" Alec asked and Clary laughed.

"Really? The first time we met I totally thought you didn't like me." She grinned as Alec nodded his head.

"I don't but you're a hell of a lot better than these Neandertals I call friends." He motioned towards Jon who just rolled his eyes.

"Please, you love me." At that moment Isabelle came skipping into the room.

"Alright, I'm ready to go. Hi Alec, hi Jon." She smiled at the two as she stood at Clary's side.

"Hey sis," Alec greeted her back clearly a little peeved, Clary guessed it was because she stole his phone for about five days. "Hey, how's that boyfriend of your doing? Raphael?"

Isabelle cocked her head in confusion for a moment before she remembered. "Oh, yeah no I'm over that now. He was not te right guy for me."

Alec shook his head and looked at Clary and Jon. "Do you see what I have to deal with?"

Clary nodded her head. "Yeah, I've only been here a week and I'm already sick of it."

Isabelle gasped at Clary but before she could say a word Clary was pushing all three of them out the door.


JACE'S POV

It was around noon when Alec and Jon returned to the dorm. Jace was relaxing on the couch watching tv as they plopped down beside him.

"So did you meet your little girlfriend?" Jace asked with a mocking smile.

Jon rolled his eyes. "Yeah I met Clary, and you know she's actually really chill. I figured she would be like Isabelle or would be obsessed with girly type things but it really didn't seem that way. I mean I don't even think she was wearing any makeup."

"Wow," Jace said with mock excitement. "Sounds like you really met your soulmate there."

Alec laughed as Jon rolled his eyes again. "You're just jealous because she's not into you."

Jace threw his arms up. "I haven't even met this chick yet," He shook his head as his dream from the other night suddenly came back to him. "But speaking of soulmates I had a really insane dream last night."

"Insane as in there were 10 Brazilian girls instead of just 9?" Alec asked with a smirk. "Because I think that just means you subconsciously created another one of them, I mean I remember when there used to only be 8."

Jon pointed at Alec and nodded like he was remembering that too. Jace mockingly laughed.

"Ha ha, really funny. I'm serious though, it was really weird. It felt so real." Jace thought back to the dream, it was strange how amazingly well he could remember it.

"What happened in it?" Jon asked.

"Well, there was this Angel and he told me the other Angels weren't happy with me because I didn't believe in love so they were going to like enchant me so that whenever somethings happens to my 'soulmate's skin it'll happen to mine. And he kept on telling me that 'this is not a dream.'" Jace spoke deep at the last part as he tried to imitate the booming voice he had heard.

"Definitely sounds like something a dream would say," Alec said in a totally serious tone.

"That's what I said!" Jace yelled back at him. "It was just so... vivid though. I mean if it wasn't entirely insane I might've believed that it was real. Like if the Angel was giving me the ability to talk to the heavens then I'd have believed it. I mean I already am a God so it only makes sense I can talk to the others."

Jace shrugged as if what he had just said wasn't entirely egotistical.

"I wonder..." Jon said rubbing an invisible beard.

"Wonder what?"

"How you're head hasn't exploded yet," Jon said pointedly and Alec laughed.

"You're just jealous because you don't have my incredible good looks and amazing personality." Jace jabbed back.

Jon put a hand over his heart mockingly. "Oh, I'm wounded, going down..." Jon began sliding off the couch as he spoke. "And down... and down... dead." Jon flopped onto the floor and laid limp. Jace and Alec stared at him for a moment before totally disregarding what just happened and turning back to each other.

"So," Alec said. "Pizza?"

"Yeah sure," Jace nodded and the two stood up. Alec stepped over Jon as he made his way out.

"Really guys? I'm dead from a wounded ego and you're just leaving for pizza?" Jon called out still from the floor.

Jace and Alec just grabbed their coats and walked out the door. "We'll be at Taki's!" Jace calls before the door slams shut.


CLARY'S POV

Clary yawned as she left another store with Isabelle. What was that, the tenth store they had been to? Clary had lost count a while back.

She mainly just held everything while Isabelle tried on various dresses, skirts, pants, and shirts. A few times she had managed to get Clary to try something on but for the most part, she was being her usual stubborn self.

Now though, they were headed to the food court of the mall they were in for something to eat. Clary could hardly express her joy.

After getting their food Clary and Isabelle sat down at a table and they both devoured what they had gotten. Clary guessed shopping took a lot out of a person. After they finished their food they sat there talking for a little. Clary was listening intently even as she took out a sharpie that she carried around with her and began to doodle on her hand. It wasn't that Isabelle was boring her, it was just that every now and then Clary would get a strange artistic urge, this was how she released it.


JACE'S POV

Jon had ran to catch up with them as Jace and Alec walked outside and made their way down the streets to Taki's. It was their favorite restaurant on the entire campus. When Jace compared their food to something straight from the heavens it wasn't just a hyperbole, he was being serious.

They sat in what was now their booth and waited for their food to arrive as they talked about random stuff. Eventually, they ended up on the topic of Isabelle's friend again. How? Jace had no idea.

"So you say she's your future wife," Jace said leaning forward on the table. "But do you even know her last name?"

Jon rolled his eyes. "First of all, I never said 'wife' and second of all, as a matter of fact, I do. It's Fairkid."

"Child, Fairchild." Alec coughed from beside him.

"Fairchild, I mean. Her last name is Fairchild." Jon corrected himself sheepishly.

"Alright, well can you tell me literally anything about her? Like is that her natural hair color?" Jace asked.

"I could say the same about you." Jon shrugged and Jace narrowed his eyes at him.

"That's not answering my question and my hair is naturally blonde," Jace said crossing his arms over his chest. "You've known since we were preteens, you know that."

Jon shrugged with a smile. "Yeah but it's always funny to watch how you squirm when someone suggests otherwise."

"Would you two shut up?" Alec said. "The foods here."

Jace turned at Alec's words to see the waitress handing them their food. She passed out each of the plates and as Jace reached up with his dominant left hand he almost froze. He took the plate but his eyes were glued to his hand. His eyebrows furrowing even more with each passing second.

Because before Jace's eyes swirling line circled across his hand. They led up and down and reached around to his palm just to end in a sharp turn. The lines went up to his fingers and were decorated with little dots and dashes. After a while, Jace's entire hand was covered in these designs. The were very well, like if they were done by a professional, but that didn't stop Jace from freaking out.

He immediately held out his hand to his friends when the drawing stopped. Both Jon and Alec were in the middle of taking a bite when Jace thrust his hand in their faces.

"Can I help you?" Alec asked.

"What did you do to your hand?" Jon said eyeing his palm and Alec turned his attention to the designs too.

"Yeah, dude I didn't know you had an artistic bone in your body," Alec added and Jace took his hand away with a roll of his eyes.

"That's the thing," Jace said studying his hand some more. "I didn't do this, it literally just appeared."

Alec and Jon shared a look that said they didn't believe him and Jace clenched his fists in frustration.

"Guys I'm being serious right now," Jace said a little panicked and the two turned back to him.

"So, what you're saying," Alec spoke slowly. "Is that your dream last night was real and now these designs are appearing because your soulmate is drawing on herself?"

Jace threw his arms up. "I don't know! How else do you explain this?" He held out his hand again and Jon and Alec shared another look.

"Well," Jon said shoving another french fry in his mouth. "It may be possible that you did that earlier and are showing it to us now to make us think it was all real." Jon quickly put up his hands defensively. "I'm just saying."

"Well, I'm saying that I didn't do this," Jace said angrily. "Honest to the Angel Raziel, I'm telling you the truth right now."

"Who is the Angel Raziel?" Alec asked and Jace realized he had never actually told them the name of the Angel who had granted him this 'gift'.

"The Angel from my dream," Jace said. Alec looked at Jon again but he just shrugged.

"You can't just make up names like that dude."

Alec sighed. "Just eat your damn food."