CPOV

The sounds form the keys of the piano slowly drifted away and I opened my eyes. The sound of claps erupted through the room. Some even whistling. And, of course, Izzy and Simon hollering my name. Maia was sitting next to Simon clapping and laughing at Simon's way of encouraging me The only people who weren't showing encouragement was Aline and Jace. Aline was staring at me with pure hatred. Jealousy, anger, and shock lingering in her eyes. I turned toward Jace and saw him staring at me with a blank expression. But he his showed his true feelings. Hurt, anger, anger, and surprisingly, understanding.

I broke my gaze from him and realized that Malik was sitting next to him. He had a smile on his and stood up and started hollering just as loud as Izzy was. I blushed and turned towards the teacher.

"That was excellent, Clary. You have a beautiful voice," she said, then turned towards the class. "That was a perfect example of singing with emotion. Thank you Clary. That was wonderful," she said, with a knowing look on her face.

I nodded and got up from the bench and walked over to my seat.

"Now, settle down so we can get started," Mrs. Starkweather instructed. When all the talking died down she continued, " Each of you will be divided in to groups and will perform a song my next Monday. You will not only sing it, but you will also act it out. I picked this groups randomly yesterday, so don't blame me if your stuck with someone you don't like. I picked these before I met you."

She picked up a sheet of paper from her desk and started reading names from the list. "Each group will have a minimum of for people. Group one is Sebastien, Aline, Maia, and Malik. Group two is Katie, Maxime, Lucas, and Jacob. Group three is Eric, Graham, Cole, and Jason. Group four is Isabelle, Jace, Simon, and Clary," said with a hesitant glance towards me. She shot me an apologizing continued on with the list." And last but not least, group five is Sam, Mark, and Kameron," she said.

I turned towards Izzy, "You have got to be kidding me! I literary just sang about how I felt about Jace and she put us in the same group!" I said flabbergasted. "Unbelievable!"

Mrs. Starkweather picked up a hat on the desk and walked to the front of the classroom. "In this hat, one person from your group will pick a piece of paper from the hat. Each slip of paper will have the title of the song you will perform and the artist. You may get into your groups now, and I will come around with the hat."

Simon and Jace made there way towards us. Both looking slightly irritated.

"Out of all people, get stuck with him," Simon said in disgust, pointing at Jace.

"That makes two of us," said Jace.

Simon opened his mouth replied with another insult. And they kept going at it.

Izzy stepped between them, "Seriously, you guys? Stop acting like babies and deal with it," she demanded. They both shut up. "Thank you!"

Mrs. Starkweather approached our table ans stuck out the hat in front it.

Simon dug his hand inside and pulled out a piece of paper.

"What is it?" Jace asked curiously.

"Marry You by Bruno Mars," he said.

"You have got to be kidding me," complained Jace.

"What're you talking about? Bruno Mars is amazing!" I squealed.

"And hot," Izzy said dreamily. This caused Simon to growl. Jace raised his eyebrow at him.

"He's okay," I said.

"He's-" Isabelle started.

"Okay! We get it," he said, irritated.

"Jealous, loverboy?" asked Jace.

Izzy smiled at this.

Simon opened his mouth to object, but the bell rung.

"What class do you you guys have next?" Simon asked.

"Science," Jace, Izzy, and I said.

"Cool, I won't have to face the wrath of Mrs. Jacobi."

I laughed. "I don't see why your so afraid of her."

We started walking out the door. "Do you remember what she did to me in third grade?"

"Simon, you have to let that go," Izzy said while laughing.

We walked into the science lab and took four seats at an empty table.

JPOV

I tuned out of the conversation when we sat down. Instead I just watched Clary. She always surprises me. Her fiery red hair hanging past he shoulders. Her emerald green eyes full of laughter. She's beautiful. But of course she won't believe it. She's to naive and stubborn. I've been hiding what I feel for Clary for years. I'm not going to deny it. I love her. I've been in love with her since I was twelve hears old. I thought that it would go away if I stayed away from her. But it didn't. It only got worse. Or better. It depends on which way you put it.

I broke my gaze from her and looked round the classroom. Most of the girls were whispering and giggling in each others ears. Most of them were about me, and the others were about the school dance that's coming up. In the far corner of the room, I noticed a girl staring at me. She had black hair that went past her shoulders, she was small but very curvy. She saw me looking and gave me a flirtatious smile. She batted her eyebrows at me and leaned forward on her desk. Obviously trying to give me a better look down her shirt.

This would've been the type of girl I would go for if it wasn't for the red head haunting my dreams.

"That Aline. Aline Penhowell," Clary said, interrupting my thoughts.

I turned towards her, "What?"

"Well, you seemed pretty interested in her, since you were staring, so I thought I ought to tell you her name," she said.

"Oh, no. I was't checking her out," I said reassuringly.

"Sure you weren't," Simon said.

"I wasn't! I was just-never mind. How 'bout we change the topic? So, what's up with this 'School Dance' everyone's talking about?" I said, desperate to change the topic.

Isabelle eyes went huge. "Oh, in the beginning of the school year we have a traditional dance. I think it's more of a talent show though."

"Talent show?" I asked. I know i haven't been to a school in a while, but I definitely knew that talent shows and school dances were two different things.

"Yea," Clary said, "at some point during the dance, some of us go one stage and perform songs that the D.J chooses. It's actually not that bad."

The second bell rung and out teacher, Ms. McParland, walked to the front of the room.

"Good morning, everyone. Welcome back. The people sitting at your table is your lab group. The person sitting across from you is your lab partner. Pretty simple," she said.

I looked across the table and noticed it was Clary sitting there, looking slightly annoyed. She mumbled something incoherent under breath. Probably something about me. When the teacher finished giving us her lecture, we started experimenting in our lab groups.

The rest of the period went by fast. As the rest of my other classes. When lunch cam around, Clary escorted me to the lunch room. She lead us to a table where Isabelle, Simon, Alec, and Magnus were sitting at. When we sat down, Simon rose his eyebrow at me.

"What?"

"Nothing," he said, "I'm just t. I thought you would be sitting at that table," he jerked his head toward at table full of football players and cheerleaders. I noticed that one of the girls were Aline. She and her friends were looking my way, slightly confused.

I shook my head violently. "No way. Too clingy."

Simon was taken back by this. " I thought clingy was your style."

"No, you know why? They'll never leave you alone. And then they think your their own personal pet. Oh, and they give you the most ridiculous nicknames. Like Jacie, or Jaceypoo," I said.

Simon nodded his head in agreement. "So what type of girl catches your attention?"

Everyone looked towards Jace expecting a answer.

"Um, well, I like a girl who's smart, funny, feisty, and will never take someone's crap. A girl who isn't hot, but beautiful," I said. I just realized that I described mostly everything about Clary. I looked around. Alec gave me a confused look, Isabelle gave me a knowing look, Clary wouldn't meet my eye, and Simon was looked flabbergasted.

"What?" I snapped at him.

"Nothing. It's just that I've never thought I'd ever hear those words come out of Jace Wayland's mouth. For once, you didn't sound like a arrogant jerk who just wanted to get laid," Simon said.

Just then, Jonathan, Malik, and Maia sat down at the table.

"Hey, what'd I miss?" Jonathan asked.

"Nothing," I said, trying to change the conversation. "So, Malik, where've you been?"

"Chilling with Maia. Basically all my classes are the same as hers," he smiling at Maia. But she wasn't looking at him, she was looking at Simon. Simon didn't seem to notice, but Isabelle and Malik did. They both frowned.

Clary cleared her throat, noticing the tention building up.

"So, what are we going to do about the performance for music class?" she asked.

Maia tore her eyes away from Simon. "I totally forgot about that."

"How 'bout we practice in the park or something?" Isabelle suggested.

"When?" I asked.

"After school," she said.

"Can't. Clary and I have detention," I said.

"Detention?" Jonathan asked.

"Don't ask," Clary said.

"So, after detention then? We'll meet you guys at Central Park," I suggested.

"Sounds good," Simon said.

And there's chapter 4!

As you can see, Jace isn't denial about his love for Clary. I never thought he was in the book. So, that's why he's acting the way he is.

The next chapter will contain Point of Views of:

Isabelle

Maia

Malik

Simon(maybe)

Clary(maybe)

Peace,

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