~Jaces POV~

I stayed up almost all night thinking about Clary. I only got about 2 hours of sleep, which brings me to where I am now. I am laying on the floor, starring at the ceiling.

Uhg, I'm so annoyed! I want to know what made Clary cry! Grr, I will find out! I swear on that! I-

I stopped my mental rant when Seb sat up groaning, probably because of his arm. Of course this woke Nick who, when jumping from his sleeping area, smacked Jake in the face and kicked David.

I quickly closed my eyes, acting like I'm asleep. The four of them sat up and started talking quitely. I ignored them until they came across a topic that I quite frankly enjoy. Clary.

"Damn. That girl is strong! Look at my poor arm!" Seb started to complain.

"Well, it's your fault! Your the one who just had to go and smack her ass!" Nick exclaimed.

"Well, don't blame me! She has a fine ass and it looked like it needed a nice smack! I couldn't resist it, it's my natural instinct!" Seb said as in a 'duh' tone.

"Guys, I'm kind of worried..." David said in a concerned voice.

"Why is that?" asked Nick.

"Well, I have a feeling that Jace is going to go after her and she's going to end up hurt." David says. Jake scoffs.

"No worries there. If anyone in that relationship were to get hurt, it would be Jace." Jake says. I mentally scoffed.

"How do you figure?" asks Seb.

"Guys, I've known Clary since she was born. Jon and I have been friends for a loooong time. But Clary and I were best friends I knew her when she was all girl in pink and tutus'. I knew her when she was the naive, curious, wide-eyed girl. I watched her change into a pre-teen before she left to live with her dad. Where the walls she built up and where she learned to fight, I have no clue. But I watched her break boys hearts without knowing it when we where in 4th grade. I know she won't get hurt." Jake explains. I forgot how long Jon and him were friends.

"A-" I cut Nick off by moving around as I 'wake up'. I sit up slowly and look around blinking and I let out a convincing yawn.

"Hey guys." I say. They greet me back. Soon enough, everybody is awake.

"Hey, dudes, let's go get some breakfast. Clary makes some killer waffles." Jon says and we all make our way to the kitchen. I stop dead in our tracks when e reach the door way to the kitchen.

I'm pretty sure the sight woke everybody up completely. Except Jon.

~Clarys POV~

I had my Ipod in my ears, listening to Cowboy Casanova by Carrie Underwood, while dancing around the kitchen. I was making waffles and sausage at the same time.

I was swaying my butt as I walked around the kitchen. I closed the door to the oven that now contained the sausage in it.

He's a, a good time, cowboy Casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery

He's the devil in disguise, a snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don't want to fight
You better run for your life

Oh, you better run for your life
Oh, you better run for your life

I sang the last lines of the song while dancing. The pause of silence between the songs let me hear someone couching behind me. I spin around and am facing all the guys. All of them are starring at me wide-eyed, well except for Jon of course.

Hmm, what would my dad do in this situation. Haha! I smirk and turn around and unplug the earbuds from my Ipod, causing Jessie J's Who's Laughing Now to blast through the kitchen. I start to dance again. After a couple seconds, nobody joins me so I turn back to the guys who were still watching me intently.

"Are you going to just stand there, or are you going to dance with me?" I ask. Jon laughs and walks over to me and we start dancing like lunatics. Soon enough, all the guys are dancing.

The song ends and all of us look at each other and we all start cracking up laughing. This is making me forget completley about my mental break-down from last night.

The timer beeps so I walk over and pull the sausage out of the oven. Good thing I made a bunch of food, 'cause these boys look like they are going to devore it whole.

I make eight plates for the boys, including myself. I look to the boys.

"How many sausages do you guys want?" I ask. They all tell me their answers except the one who I think is named Jake. "Hey, you, how many sausages do you want?"

"Aww, Clary, you don't remember me? That hurts!" he said mocking hurt. I study his warm brown eyes and red hair. Then it dawns on me.

"JAKEY!" I scream as I run towards him. I jump on him and he catches me while chuckling. I wrap my short legs around his torso. I make sure my arms are tight around his neck.

Jake was my best friend. He protected me from the bitches that hurt me and called me names. Like for example:

We were in 2nd and 3rd grade (him being in 3rd) and Jon was sick. We were sitting on the swing set talking about random monkeys, when this boy came up to us. He called me a bunch of names and told me to get off his swing but I refused. He pushed me off the swing causing me to smack my head on a hard rock. Blood was gushing from my head. Jake literally attacked the kid. Jake ended up with a lunch detention for what he said to the kid and a detention for beating the kid up. The kid got a dentention for pushing me off the swing. I was at the hospital and had to get 12 stitches in the back of my head.

But Jakey and I were best friends, no doubt about that!

After a very long hug, I unwrap myself from Jakey. I put a random amount of sausage on his plate and hand it to him.

"Hey, remember that one time that kid pushed you off the swing when you were in 2nd grade and had to get stitches?" Jakey asks. I laugh.

"Yeah, then you beat the shit out of the poor guy." I say.

"Can you guess who it was that pushed you off the swing?" he asks.

"Jakey, I didn't even know the kids name! How am I supossed to know who he is now?" I ask him. He chuckles. Out of the corner of my eye I see Nick shuffle uncomfortably.

"It was our friend Nick right here!" Jakey exclaims. I decide to play a little game. I turn and use my death glare on Nick.

"It was you!" I say while pointing at him. He swallows.

"I would run..." Jordan trails off as I run after Nick, screaming at him to bring his cowardly ass back over here. Somehow, I manage to corner Nick.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was an ass in elementary school! I would take it back if I could! Just please don't hurt me!" Nick was literally shaking with fear. I couldn't take it any longer, I started cracking up laughing. Tears were dripping down my face as I laughed. Nick was obviously confused.

I sat on the ground laughing forever about his shaking. Thank God Jon got that on tape!

After breakfast, the boys and I were laying on the ground talking. Well, Jace went to the bathroom a few minutes ago. Jordan and David were wrestling on the ground beside me while I was laughing my ass off at their stupid behavior.

Jace walked out of the bathroom and tripped over the wrestling boys, which made him land on top of me. He looked at me and smirked.

"Are you planning to get up anytime soon?" I ask, because one, I don't feel comfortable with the school player laying on top of me, two, my phone is digging into my back, and three because I can barely breathe.

"Nope. I find this position quite amusing." Jace states.

"Uhg!" I said as I started to struggle and wiggle underneath him. He smirk some more as I wiggle around. But I immediatly stopped wiggling when I felt something poke my thigh.

Jace and I starred at each other wide-eyed for a moment before he finaly jumped off and climbed on the couch and wrapped himself in a blanket.

Awkward...

I finally was able to update, thank God! I've been crazy busy lately. I'm hoping to start updating this regularly from now on.

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