Chap.3
Jace P.O.V
The next day….
I picked Clary up at her apartment on my bike, and she kissed me in return. Before she hated when I would come pick her up, still does, but we have come to a sort of compromise. Her skateboard is sticking out of her audio backpack that she got at spencer's.
"Can I drive?" she asks. I want to laugh, but she's totally serious. I still let out a chuckle and when I'm chuckling and don't answer she starts to glare. I stop and pretend to think about it.
"Uh…No" I say. Her glare intensifies tenfold. We sit there looking at each other another good two minutes, and she wonders why I always come early.
"Yes"
"No"
"Jace ..." she says warningly
"Clary..." I say slightly mocking her.
"Let me drive" she says already holding out her hand for the keys.
"I think not "I reply "Are you even tall enough to drive one?" I ask
"I swear to God, Jace don't make me" she says stepping away.
"What are you gonna do pippy- long stockings?" I'm sorry I couldn't help myself. She glares her face turning a shade of red slightly darker than her hair. Those green eyes are kind of starting to get scary though.
"Alright, fine. See you at school if you're gonna be like that" she says ripping her skateboard out and taking off already half way down the street. I get on my bike, not risking leaving it alone in this neighborhood. I catch up to her and slow down to her speed which is 10 MPH. She doesn't acknowledge my presence. We do this all the way to school.
She comes to a stop at our group of friends huddled around Izzy's challenger, and Magnus' Mercedes's. They take one look at me going at a snail's pace on my bike next to Clary on her board and shake their heads not wanting to get involved. She purposefully hits my side with her heavy ass bag while passing me. She walks over and scoot in between Magnus and Izzy, Simon on the other side of Izzy. She doesn't make eye contact with me. Yeah, I'm being shut out. And this is only the start, not even the first chapter, more like the prologue.
I go to lunch alone, giving Clary her space. Like always our group splits in two semi groups. My side : Alec, Will, and Simon. Clary's consist of: Magnus, Izzy, Tessa. Alec leans over the table after I sit down with 2 tray's piled with food, Perks of going to a private school!
"So what happened? You guys are usually at least making eye contact by now" he says in a hushed whisper.
"It's nothing, it'll blow over" I say. I dig in and someone takes my trays away.
"You're lying. You had to have done or said something to her to be this pissed" Will says on Alec's right side.
"Look she asked to drive my bike I said no, we got in to a spat I called her some names after she threatened me" I say trying to grab my tray at the end of the table.
"What exactly did you say?" Simon asks. I sigh. Why in these situations am I always the bad guy?
"Okay she asked to drive I said no, she glares, says yes, I say no, she says Jace, I say Clary, she said let me drive and held out her hand for the keys, and I said I think not then asked if she was even tall enough to drive one" they hiss and oh like it hurt them "Then she says I swear to God, Jace don't make me, then I ask what are you gonna do about it pippy- long stockings?" Will and Alec are shaking their heads while Simon's looking at Clary.
"Please tell me you are shitting me. You mentioned hair and Height in the same argument? Are you crazy?" Will asks
"Why am I always the bad guy in these situations?" I ask
"Because you blow your top and say rude and meaningful things that hurt people"
"So does she and even worse she physically hurts me too" I say "And she can't blame it on her blood sugar all the time" I say
"And she doesn't! God you dumb ass, she gets hurt she hurts back! Have you totally forgotten the Clary you know and love?" Simon asks
"Hey you look here you might be my project partner, and one of Clary's best friends, and Izzy's current boyfriend, but that does not mean you can talk to me any way you want!" I shout at him. I jump up and so does he and what I would give to punch him that rat shaped face of his.
"Oh and why is that because you're the almighty Jace Lightwood?" he asks me
"No it's because I am Jace fucking Wayland Hendordale Lightwood, I'm sexy as fuck, smart as Alec over here and starring quarterback of this goddamned football team" okay maybe I do lose my cool a lot. Simon gives me a icy glare, scrunching up his rat like features. Everyone was watching. Our group had frozen completely. That was until Simon launched himself at me punching me in the face.. I tackle him to the ground it follows with a bunch of punching, kicking and rolling. Will pulls me off Simon, Izzy helps him stand up and once he's up I lunge and sucker punch him in the jaw, the impact makes him turn and fall on his face. Alec and Izzy go to check on him carrying his body to the nurse. Clary leads me out by my ear, and so my head is head level to her and this is really uncomfortable, and really embarrassing. Being drug out by your 5'2 girlfriend after a fight is not cool, especially being drug by the ear. I'd rather it be Jocelyn. When she has successfully dragged me out and to room 382 she let's go. She crosses her arms across her chest.
"I mean we just did it not 2 hours ago, but okay" I say. The glare only gets meaner and her eyes look like a sort of electric green. " I mean I'd have sex with you over and over no problem. All different angles all different positions" I say.
"Jace! Can you be serious for one second? You just beat up my best friend since the age of 4. You've had this vibe for a while now. What's up Jace? What's the matter?" she asks
"Nothing! Okay? This is how I act this is how I acted when we first met each other, and when we started dating. God dammit I'm not changing for anyone not Mayrse, not Izzy, not Alec, not you. Me beating up people and getting what I want and having sex with a girl everyday, and being a cocky arrogant son of a bitch is what I am and not even you can change that!" I shout and she's not affected at all. She looks at me and my heart breaks when I realize she's not affected at all. She nods and walks out, not in a huff not happily just walked.
-Clary's P.O.V-
So that's why, he feels suffocated. Alright I can deal with that. I get to my next class early, grabbing the seat closer to Izzy then Jace. The rest of the class arrives and I get some weird looks, Izzy arrives and sits.
"If you're sitting here for answers then you might as well sit next to Simon" she says
"No I just haven't sat with any of my friends for like ever, so I'm starting with you" I say
"Glad to be first, always new you'd get over Jace and come back to us" she says with a smile. "Today class we will be experiencing the first encounter of Clary Fray from close up and personal" she says in a Australian accent " With her flaming Red hair, abundant amount of freckles showing the number of souls she's taken from her prey, and threatening green eyes she seems simple and as fragile as a butterfly she is at the top of the food chain" she says. I laugh
"Your accent's getting better" I say
"Well thank you" she smiles smugly
"After school what do you want to do?" I ask her
"Shopping, shopping, shopping, and shopping" she says
"You have a serious problem"
"I know"
"Well as long as you have acknowledged it, now pay attention I can't fail this class" I say.
"We're lucky you're rich" I say
"And we're lucky your mom likes me" she says
"Both are correct"
"So Clary how are you and Jace?"
"So Izzy how are you and Simon?"
"I asked first" she says
"I'm giving him his space is all, I've obviously been suffocating him" I say shoving my hands in my hoody
"Well, Simons mad at Jace for walking all over him and beating the crap out of him"
"Well Simon should have known better, Jace is a born killer"
"Simon just likes trying new things and hates when he fails at them" She says we continue talking as she drives us to my house since staying the night at her house would inevitably place us in an awkward position with Jace.
"So pizza?" I ask as we arrive
"Not now, we need to hang these up before they wrinkle"
"Yes, Ms. OCD"
"Not my fault you have horrible standards" I stick my tounge out at her. My phone rings, I ignore it. It rings again, I ignore it. It rings again
"Answer the damn phone"Izzy shouts. I pick it up without looking at the caller ID
"City mourge you kill it, we chill it. You stab it, we slab it"
"Well, well how nice to hear from you Clarrisa, now I only hope to see you" in panic I hang up and drop it. Izzy looks at me weird
"Jace?" she asks
"Valentine" I whisper.
"How about that pizza?" she asks