#CPOV

"...And that's a wrap! Great job!" Yelled Jack, the man in-charge of today's shoot. I ran over to Taylor. "What time is it?" I asked with a smile. "10:01. Great shoot by the way!"
"Shit! You know you love me... Can I pleaseeeeee wear this dress to school? I'm late as it is!"
Taylor smiled and nodded. "Here's your schedule for the next week or so. But check it later. Get your ass to school!" I gave Taylor and Sophie a quick hug, then ran at full speed back to school.

I arrived 2 minutes into second lesson. I had gym - which was good because the girl take forever getting changed, meaning I had plenty of time.

After quickly putting on my P.E. kit, I made my way into the west wing hall (also know as the gym). I was round the fifth person there, aside from a few boys playing some basket ball. I took my time walking across the room to the bleachers, taking in all the equipment placed around the room. My teacher, Mr Gray, was standing in front of some wrestling mats, placing a few dummies around them.Yes! Combat training!I mentally fist pumped the air.

A hand grabbed my shoulder. "So little Red, what was so important that you had to run off in the early hours of the morning?" Asked an angelic voice from behind me. But without thinking rationally, I quickly grabbed the hand and flipped it over my shoulder, only to see Golden Boy sprawled in front of me, wheezing.

"You scared the shit out of me!" I exclaimed, before I offered him a hand up.

JPOV

Clary bit her lip. She looked so sexy when she did that! I grabbed her extended hand and she pulled me up with a slight smile.

"So... I'm guessing your trained in self defense?" I asked, giving her my signature smirk.
"You could say that... Anyway what are you doing here? I thought you were in the year above?" Asked Clary.
"We have combined classes. Same in every lesson. Which you would have found out in registration (home room), if you had actually turned up." She just nodded and walked away. I love the way she walks... She had a nice ass. Whoa! Where did that come from! And she was wearing make-up, making her look even more gorgeous than normal.

I shook my head, temporarily clearing it, and went to sit next to Jon on the bleachers.
"Alright class, quieten' down!" Called Mr. Gray. "Ok, so the first unit of work we are going to be doing this year is combat training." There was a few sighs and groans as this was said, but Mr. Gray just ignored them all and continued with his introduction.

How could they even complain? This was one of the best units we've ever done! And my mum made me study it when I was younger. It was epic! I even managed to kick my fathers ass a few times. "So, do any of you want to demonstrate anything you might already know?" Sir asked casually. Clary's hand shot up instantly. "Miss Fray, please come and stand on the mat." Clary took her place on the mat and silently bowed.

"Would you like to show us on the dummies?" I watched her as she walked over to the edge of the mat in her tight yoga pants and her tank top. There were a few cat calls from the boys on the football team but she ignored them as she spoke to Mr. Gray.

"Could you please demonstrate a 'Roundhouse kick' please Clary?" Nodding her head, Clary swung her leg around in a semicircular motion, striking the front of her leg against the dummies neck, landing in a crouch. "Well done! Now do a 'Jump Inside Kick'" Clary then launched off of one leg, did a 360° rotation whilst doing an inward snap-kick in the air and then landed.

Her body moved in total harmony as she did a 540 kick, landing delicately and we all sat there in awe as Clary did move after move, after move. As a finishing move, Clary did an aerial cartwheel. Something that took me an entire year to learn.

"Are there any girls that would like to help Clary perform a demo on partner work?" Asked Mr. Gray.
"Um, sir?" Asked Clary. "I really don't mind fighting a boy. I know I can kick their ass anyway." Clary shrugged. Cocky much? I quickly put my hand up. I could feel Jon silently laughing at me...

"Fine... Jace, you verse Clary." I gave Clary a sly smile as I made my way towards the mats. She just stood there, with her hands casually behind her head. "You two ready?" Asked Mr. Gray. We both nodded. "I'll try not to damage that pretty little face of yours." Stated Clary. I just scoffed.

"Go!" I swung at her but she just dogged. I tried again, this time aiming at her stomach, she just dogged it again. "Quit being a pussy and fight back!" Shouted someone from the crowd, most properly Seelie or one of her evil slut followers. Clary laughed. I was about to lunge at her when she suddenly and forcefully kneed me in the stomach. When I doubled over, she did a butterfly twist and landed with her foot on my small of my back, which caused me collapse to the hard gymnasium floor, groaning in pain. Fuck. My Back Kills!
"I'm so sorry for under estimating you Clary, well done." Said our teacher in surprise. How the hell could he not see that she knew what she was doing! He should have realized that if she knew the correct terminology, she was obviously going to know how to beat the shit out of someone! Bet he just wanted to see me get my ass kicked...

I slowly got myself up off the ground, nursing my pelvic bone. Being sure not to look at Clary. I couldn't even glance in her direction. I was beat by a fucking GIRL!

"Dude, stop glaring at the wall. It was your fault. You volunteered." Said Jon as he continued to laugh at me. Growling, I replied, "I didn't know she would be any GOOD did I!" I felt like ripping Jonathon's head off. I couldn't believe he had the audacity to laugh.
"You should have know when she had the knowledge of a karate sensei and the ability to do all them KARATE moves!"
"Where did she learn all that?" I Asked. Curiosity getting the better of me. I grabbed me water bottle from beside me an took a long swig.
"Beijing." Jon said nonchalantly. I choked on my drink.
"China?!" I managed to choke out.
Jon just nodded his head and turned to continue watching his sister spar with Mr. Gray.


The rest of the lesson went on with the teacher showing us a few defense moves, with the help of Clary. Teachers little bitch. Soon enough we were in the changing rooms getting ready for next lesson. I was about to leave when Sebastian suddenly burst out into a fit of laughter. "What?" I asked, turning to him.
"You had your ass kicked by Jons wickle sister!" He said through laughs.
"Hey, in my defence, she trained in fucking China!" I pouted.
"Dude," Seb said no longer laughing, "don't you pay attention to Jon? That's her special skill. That and singing. Oh and art and-"
"Ok! I get it!" I stormed out of the changing room, pissed.


Me and Jon both had a free lesson next so we decided to go back to our dorm for an hour.

"So... Do you want to play some CoD?" Asked Jon as I grabbed the drinks and some snacks. "Sure."

So for about half an hour, we sat there on the PS3 when there was a light knock on the door. I stood up and stretched. "I'll get it." I mumbled as I passed Jon, who was staring intently at the screen. I opened the door. And just stared at the person on the other end. "Hey Jace, is my brother there?" Asked Clary. She looked stunning! She was wearing a beautiful green dress that brought attention to her striking green eyes. She still had her makeup on, proving she didn't even break into a sweat during gym. "Yeah. Come in."
"Hey Jon! Mind if I hangout here? Izzy is kind of having a gross make out session with Simon at mine. I might love them both, but not enough to sit through that!" Clary gave Jon the puppy dog eyes. "Fine." Said Jon sounding exasperated.

He got up and headed for the kitchen, I followed close behind. "Dude, you ok?" I asked sincerely.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I gave him a worried look. "Just wondering, why did Clary leave so early this morning?"

"She had to go to work. Mentioning work, I got to go soon. Don't wait up." And with that Jon went to his bedroom.

I decided to head back to the living room.

CPOV

Jace walked in, in all his handsome God like glory. What am I thinking!He came over and sat next to me. "So Clary, what's with all the make-up?" I gave him a look. "Not that I'm complaining!." He added hastily. "I-I... I had to wear it for work."
"And what, may I ask, is your job?" Jace pushed.
"Me and Jon are models!" I said putting my head in my hands out of embarrassment.
"I never knew you two were models! For what companies?" He looked so cute when he was curious.
"We work for quite a few brands, as solo's and siblings. But our main company is Hollister." He seemed genuinely shocked at the news, which made me laugh. "Hey, what you laughing at?" Asked Jace sounding hurt. I bit my lip, he was so hot!

I then noticed how close we were, our legs touching. I could feel his body heat, every part of me that was touching him tingled. Jace, having the same realization, began to lean forward until our lips touched. We feathered our lips against each others, testing, unsure. I soon grabbed him by the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. He pulled me onto his lap and dug his fingers in my hip bones, I relished the feel of his hands on my skin, I could feel the heat radiating off him through my dress. I grabbed his hair, lightly pulling on it. Jace moaned into my mouth,making me smile. He then started giving me quick, short kisses, pressing his lips more firmly against my own, until he took my bottom lip in his mouth. He sucked and nibbled on it, making me moan and scratch his back through his t-shirt. Jace scraped the tips of his fingers over the length of my thigh, producing a low moan that came from the back of my throat. He moved one of his hands up my back, feathering his fingers over my spine, I began to shiver. He then mingled his fingers with my hair, caressing it and stroking it. It felt so-"JACE WAYLAND! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER!" SHIT!