"Well that was a waste of time," Jonathan said as he and Clary walked down the street to Taki's. "The only information on the guy is that he's my age, a Shadowhunter, and claims to be a Herondale."

"Well, look at it this way. Maybe we'll finally have someone to show off our angel-blood skills to." Clary suggested with a shrug. "Besides, I think it'll be nice to have someone other than family living at the Institute with us."

"Hodge isn't family." He pointed out. Clary rolled her eyes and shoved him, "You know what I mean idiot." He laughed, stumbling a few steps before walking in sync with her again.

"I do know. I just like annoying you. " He said.

"Oh my god you need a life." She responded.

"You don't?" He retorted.

"Oh, shut up. I so have a life." She replied, stalking ahead of him and entering Taki's. He chuckled and followed her through the door, only to run into her, frozen on the doorstep.

"Jeez Clary, what is it?" He recovered himself and looked at her. He followed her line of sight and saw what had frozen her; and was instantly annoyed. He grabbed Clary by the arm and pulled her into a seat at a booth. She snapped out of it and sat across from him, glaring. "What the heck Jonathan?"

"Me? You're asking me that?" He replied incredulously. "What about you?"

"Well it's not like I could help it." She huffed. She looked over her shoulder at the guy she had seen when she walked in. He was a Shadowhunter, clearly bearing the marks. He had amazing golden hair that shone in the light of the setting sun, and bright, mischievous golden eyes. He was currently flirting with the waitress, who stood in front of him blushing and twirling her hair. He smiled and she walked off, a bright grin on her face.

"Who do you think he is?" Clary asked, still looking at him over her shoulder.

"I don't know, but I want you to stay away from him Clary. He seems like trouble. "Jonathan replied with a scowl in both their directions. Clary gasped lightly and whipped around to stare at him. "How could you say that? Jonathan! I'm allowed to like people! Especially other Shadowhunters!" She reached across the table and smacked his arm with a menu.

"Hey!" He batted it away. "I mean it, I don't like him! Clary come on, I'm serious." Clary rolled her eyes in response and looked over at the golden haired boy again. This time he looked over at her. Their eyes connected and Clary smiled shyly. The boy smiled back, then got up and began coming over. Clary's eyes widened as she turned back to Jonathan.

"He's coming over here! Oh my god!" She hissed at him.

"By the angel," Jonathan moaned as he put his head in his hands. The boy reached the table, and Clary smiled up at him. Jonathan glared at Clary.

"Hey," he said at last. "I noticed you staring, so I thought I'd come over. Mind if I sit with you guys?"

"Go ahead," Clary said and moved over. "I'm Clary, and this is my brother Jonathan. Not that he has the manners to say anything." She glared at Jonathan. "Who are you?"

"That's okay, I wouldn't trust me on sight either, with my dashingly good looks." the boy replied with a smile. "My name's Jace. Jace Herondale." Jonathan's head snapped up and Clary's eyes widened.

"Oh wow, really? You're Jace? That's so cool! We're the Shadowhunters from the Institute here." Clary replied excitedly. Jace grinned, "That's good. You guys can show me around." Jonathan finally spoke, "Yeah don't count on that from me. I think I'm going to head home. See you later Clary." He nodded at her and stood walking to the door. Clary excused herself and stopped him

"Jonathan." She said sternly in a hushed tone. "Seriously, how the hell is that normal? By the angel, give the guy a chance at least! He seems nice enough." Jonathan scowled.

"Fine, I'll act normal. But I still don't trust him. And neither should you Clary!" He hissed, trying to keep quiet. With that he stalked out. Clary glared at his back and then walked back to the table. She sat across from Jace, who had been watching their encounter with an amused look.

"I apologize on behalf of my idiot brother" Clary said, still annoyed by Jonathan. Jace smirked, "It's alright. Honestly, he has every reason not to trust me. My dashing good looks and witty attitude for example." Clary laughed.

"Well don't be too cocky." She replied. The waitress came over and took their order, scowling at Clary the whole time. Clary smiled back looking between the waitress and her menu. While she ordered she swore she saw Jace's eyes go completely black. She shook herself, looking at him. His eyes were just as golden as before. She ignored it, thinking it was probably just a trick of the light, but watching him the rest of the time they ate and chatted.