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Two weeks later

The sun shone brightly through the open window as the cold breeze blew in moving my curtains in soft, life-like movements. I lifted myself off the bed, and glanced at the clock on the bedside cabinet; 6:45. A smile spread across my lips as I pushed the blankets off my small body, and touched the wooden floor with my bare feet. The cold sensation sparked against the bottom on my feet as I walked through my plain room and into the hallway. Once in the hallway, I heard music echo in sound waves escaping Izzy's room; she was awake.

I smiled brightly as I made for Jace's door and opened it widely to find a sleeping Jace. He lay on his back, spread out over his double bed. The blankets with lowered to his waist so his bare stomach and chest were visible to my eyes. Quietly tiptoeing over to the edge of his bed, I crawled onto it so I could hover over his sleeping form. I lent down towards his beautiful sleeping face, and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Wake up Jace. School time," I said softly, but loud enough that it would wake him. I felt him move, but nothing. "Jacee," I said once again, "Wake up!" It had almost taken two weeks for Maryse to get Jace and Izzy enrolled into school with me, but she got there in the end and now it was the day that I had longed for for so long now…the first step to getting back a normal life.

"Mmm, no. Sleep time," he mumbled as he raised his arms and wrapped them around me, pulling me down flat on top of him, before shifting me to the side of him as he wrapped me in his arms. From there, I couldn't help myself, but snuggle my face into his bare chest and breathe in his golden-like scent.

"You know I'm strong enough to hold you down all day so we don't have to go," Jace muttered into my hair half asleep.

"And you know my knee is in the perfect position to do some damage if I wanted to," I raised my head and smiled cheekily down at him. I moved my leg that was in-between both of his legs towards his private area, causing him to jump slightly back, his eyes alight.

"You wouldn't," Jace tested, staring wide eyed down at me as he rested on his elbow.

Raising myself up so I could inch myself close enough and move my face close enough so our noses nearly touched. "Try me," I warned with a smirk growing on my face.

By now, Jace seemed fully awake with a mischievous look appearing on his face. "Oh yes please," he smirked back at me before letting his lips crash with mine. Shock seemed to settle on my body before my mind shook it off and responded to his lips. Our kiss became to deepen as his tongue asked for entry which I gave with a heartbeat as our bodies started to fold together. His hands had gone up to cup my face, as his mouth became more urgent against mine. He started to lower me slowly back against his mattress, never letting his lips leave mine just once. My hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they travelled slowly across his flat, washboard stomach and up his chest to his solid, strong shoulders before twisting their way around his neck and entangling my fingers in his golden locks. A soft growl escaped his lips as his hands travelled down my shoulders and down my torso to my hips leaving a trail of sparks from where his fingertips touched my bare skin.

Knowing we had to stop because the first day of school was here and we needed to get ready, my mind was telling me to stop, but my body pleaded with me to continue. He started placing kisses along my jaw and down my neck, giving me tingles throughout my body as his hands wondered around the hem of my shirt. Knowing what was going through his mind, I arched my back up giving him enough room to remove my tank top. Raising my arms, I watched him raise himself so he could remove my top with ease before staring wide eyed at me. He'd already seen me in a bra once before when I was getting changed, but this time seemed different. He lowered himself softly on top of me before whispering softly in my ear. "You're beautiful." Blushing, I let my lips crash against his once again, as our hands searched each other's bodies-

"Jace, it's time to wake up," Maryse's voice echoed from the door as her knock slightly sounded against the wooden door.

Raising himself slightly off of me, he stared down at me and raised a finger to his mouth indicating to me to not make a sound. "Okay mom," Jace answered back, his voice sounding out of breath.

"Good," she said through the door as her footsteps faded away into the distances.

I let a soft giggle exit my lips, as I stared up to a flushed Jace. "That was close," I whispered raising my hand to play with a lock that hung loosely on his forehead.

"I still would do it again," he said, flashing me a pearl white smile before placing a tender kiss on my forehead and jumping out of bed. "Actually now that you're making me go to school, I expect more morning wake ups just like this one," he said with a smirk as he trotted over to his pair of draws.

I watched as he moved with grace, and how his muscles in his back moved with each step. Blush seemed to rise upon my cheeks as my eyes wondered over his near naked form, only if it wasn't for his underwear… "What, me topless in your bed?" I asked breathless.

He turned back to me with a small grin on his face. "That and waking up to you beside me would be great," he said, before turning back around and digging through his draws for some clothes.

Placing my feet onto the wooden floor, I padded across it and wrapped my arms around his bare torso, kissing his shoulder blade. "Thank you," I whispered.

Jace straightened himself up and turned around in my arms, cupping my cheeks in his hands. "For what?" he asked in almost a whisper.

"For being here for me, for going to school for me and for being mine," I whispered up into his golden eyes.

He shook his head, and pushed my red locks off of my shoulders with one of his hands. "You don't need to thank me for any of that stuff. I wouldn't be doing any of it if I didn't care about you or love you," he assured me with a smile.

I glanced away from his glaze feeling heat rush into my cheeks. "What is it?" he asked, raising my chin with a finger so my eyes were locked with his once again.

"I-I'm still not used to hearing it…" I whispered, feeling my blush increase. "That you love me. It feels like a dream has fallen on top of me and you and your words are just a part of my imagination."

Smiling slightly, he grabbed one of my small hands in his and raised it, placing it over his heart. "Feel this?" he asked me, letting me feel the fast, but strong beating of his heart against my palm. I just nodded almost breathless. "This right here, my heart, it belongs to you one hundred per cent and it's definitely not a dream, every living beat is real. I'm not saying this to try to be corny because I'm not. I'm saying it because it's the truth. I didn't give you my love, my heart; you found it and captured it."

"You're right, that did sound corny," I said, smiling brightly up at him. "But I get what you mean, and I feel the same."

He gave me one of his famous smirks, before kissing me softly on the lips and turning around and fetching his clothes for the day. "We better get ready for school."

"Oh yeah," I said. I had almost forgotten. I trotted over to his door and gave him one last look before racing down the hall.


"Hurry up you three," Maryse called from down stairs. "You're going to be late."

Turning to the sound of her voice, I quickly turned back to the mirror and glance over myself. I had put of my casual skinny jeans and a shirt that clung slightly to my small torso. I had let my hair loose, letting my fiery locks fall wherever they pleased. I examined myself clearly and decided that there was no need for me to be worried about how I looked because there will always be someone that will find fault, even if I made myself as perfect as anyone could get.

I shook my head and picked up my backpack, throwing it over my shoulder and trotted out of my room. Going down the stairs, my eyes first landed on Izzy who was dressed in a light flowery dress that clung to her chest and hips then flowed freely to her knees. She had a jacket on that fitted perfectly, and wore four inch high heels. Her hair and makeup was done perfectly as if she was about to attend someone's wedding.

My eyes then flew past her slim figure to one that was golden and who had a smirk over his angel-like face as he leant on the wall. He looked perfect. He wore black jeans with a loose white top that showed the muscles that lined his tanned arms. His golden locks hung perfectly on his head, and his eyes shone brightly as they landed on me. "I can't believe you're making me do this," he stated, rolling his eyes, his smirk still evident.

"Hey, you can stay. I don't mind going by myself," I said, giving him a small smirk back as I took the finally steps down the stairs.

He picked himself off the wall and walked over to me, grabbing my backpack from me. "But the condition was, if you go I have to go with you and if I didn't go, you couldn't go," he said with a chuckle.

"Izzy's going," I stated glancing over to her as she stood beaming to go.

"But she-" he stated.

"'But she's' what Jace. What were you going to say?" Izzy asked warningly as she took a step towards him.

"Please don't think you're scaring me because quite frankly, you're not," Jace smirked.

Her eyes narrowed as they shot mental daggers at him as she readied to pounce. Knowing what was about to happen, I stepped in-between them and quickly spoke up. "But you've already agreed Jace that you'd go, so there's no backing out now," I stated, looking up at him.

"Only because I can't let anything happen to you," he smirked before leaning down to whisper into my ear so only I could hear. "Oh and you convincing me this morning did wonders. Tomorrow same time?"

I backed up from him, mouth wide open. "You're such a perv!" I smiled as I hit him lightly on the arm as he laughed his way out of the house.

"I really don't want to know what he said," Izzy said making a gag reflex before wrapping her arm around mine and leading me out of the house, saying goodbye to Maryse as she did.


Pulling into the parking lot at school, nothing much had changed since I last had been there which was months beforehand. People still crowded the footpaths speaking to their group of friends as they waited for the school bell to ring, and people walking in and out of the school building hurriedly, afraid they'd miss their first class.

I stepped out of the car the same time as Jace and Izzy, and immediately felt unwanted gazes on me and the new kids. I knew Jace and Izzy would get a lot of attention because when someone who hadn't seen them before first lays their eyes upon both of them their mouths drops as if they were staring at an angel because both are incredibly attractive.

"Are you ready baby?" Jace asked me as he handed me my bag and intertwined his fingers with mine.

I breathed in deeply before looking up at him and giving him what seemed to be a forced smile. "I'm ready," I breathed.

"Let's go!" Izzy beamed as she led the way over to the school entrance with me and Jace following shortly behind. My school wasn't out of the ordinary; it was just an old, brink building that needed a good hose down because if you looked close enough at the walls, you could see grass-looking weeds growing in between the brinks. The school was quite large, which held a few thousand students that rushed through classrooms and hallways hoping not to miss any classes and trying to prevent any major injury from crashing into anyone.

Walking into the school, eyes were glued on us. Eye's seemed to be hungrily staring at Jace and Izzy, but the stares that were aimed at me were filled of jealousy and hatred. I wish I could go back to the old days when I would walk the halls near invisible and only getting noticed when someone wanted to say a nasty comment or push me around; but invisible was near impossible now that I had Jace and Izzy by my side.

"Clary?" Jace's voice shook me out of my endless pit of thoughts.

"Yes?" I asked quietly, glancing from the eyes to him.

"Where's the main office? Izzy and I have to go sign in," he asked, looking worriedly down at me. "Are you sure you're okay?"

I forced a smile. "Yeah, it's just strange to be back," I said before pointing over where the main office was. "It's down there. I'm going to go to my locker to get my things, but I'll meet you back here."

"But-" he started before I cut him off. "Go," I gave a little chuckle, "I'll be fine."

He seemed to consider it for a moment then squeezed my hand before letting it drop. "We won't be long," he said with a smile before following Izzy to the office.

Turning around, I headed down the hall towards my locker as the eyes continued to stare back. Holding my head as high as my mind would let me, I let my feet rush to my locker so I could get my books and get back to Jace and Izzy. Finally making it to my locker, I opened it. My eyes landed straight on a photograph that made my heart feel like it was dissolving into an endless shell of darkness. I glanced carefully at the photo and scanned my eyes over Jonathan's happy face as he held me close by my shoulders. I can remember that day as if it had only happened yesterday. It was the first day I had arrived in New York and Jonathan seemed so happy to see me, as if he had missed me without even knowing me… I shook my head and ripped the photo in half and threw the remains back into my locker, and grabbed my books. Shutting my locker tightly, I turned quickly around nearly knocking into someone with short brown hair and glasses.

"I heard a little rumour that you were back," Simon's eyes dug into my flesh dangerous as if they were a tattoo gun that wanted to poison me with black ink. Behind him stood the 'it' group of the school: Aline, Kaelie, Gabriel, Raphael and Elliot, staring with expressions of boredom. "I don't know why you did to be honest."

"Well hello to you too Simon. Been such a long time," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes as Jace had done in front of me so many times before.

"Yeah, last time I saw you you were in a rubbish bin," he said loudly, so people nearby started to stop and stare with nosy smirks.

"So you're still trying to please the Barbie's?" I said, folding my arms across my books on my chest. Aline and Kaelie seemed to growl behind Simon.

"I don't have to please anyone," he stated with a wide grin.

"Or maybe you do and that's why you have to go so low and throw a rubbish bin over someone," I said sarcastically, pouting a lip at him.

A growl left his mouth before something came across his expression like an idea. Turning around, he scanned the crowd that had formed and said to all to hear. "So how does it feel to know that your father wanted you dead, correction wants you dead?" he asked, turning back to me with a smirk.

"Oh, just cherry," I answered back sarcastically. "Gosh you can be such an idiot. Why ask those horrible questions? Is it because of them?" I pointed to the 'it' group. "Because if it is, you're nothing but a sheep…a follower and I regret being anything close to a friend to you."

He seemed to be in shock for a moment and stood completely still, before his eyes narrowed and then stepped dangerously forward causing me to back up into my locker. "Do you know what?" he hissed as he bought both of his hands up and settled them on either side of my head on the locker. "Your father wasn't a monster, not when he only wanted to kill something so ugly, so-"

Before his crushing words could continue, a strong voice spoke up from behind him. "Say one more word and I swear I'll shove my four inch heels up your ass," Izzy growled.

Simon lowered his hands from beside my head and turned carefully around. The 'it' group seemed to just stand there egging him on as his horrible words spilled from his mouth. A sharp intake of breath sounded from Simon as he laid his gaze upon Izzy's beautiful form before he shook off her beauty and let out a laugh. "Seriously, you don't scare me even the tiniest bit," Simon smirked at her.

Rolling her eyes, she walked around him and stepped next to me. Shortly he turned around as well. "Oh, but you should be scared," Izzy said with a smile widening on her face.

"Of you darl? No, I don't see anything scary, just cuteness," Simon smiled cheekily at her.

"You should be scared of me because if I didn't want to see what was about to come for you, I'd rip your balls off right here and now," she smiled, but her words were threatening. "Oh and I wasn't talking about myself when I said you should be scared."

"Then who did you mean?" he asked narrowing his eyes at her.

My eyes seemed to widened as Jace came into vision as he stepped right behind Simon. "Me," he growled.

Simon turned quickly around and stared at Jace in shock. I looked carefully between them and knew straight away Simon would be scared because Jace was obviously much bigger and muscular than him. "If you didn't already guess, but he's Clary's boyfriend," Izzy leant into Simon and said.

"Dude, I didn't mean anything I said," Simon said innocently trying to back away from Jace, but Jace only stepped closer to him.

"So you weren't just about to tell Clary that her father did the right thing trying to kill her?" Jace asked, narrowing his eyes at Simon.

"This is so entertaining," Izzy whispered to me. "Gosh I love school!"

"Yes, but-" Simon said, obviously panicking.

"Simon," Izzy said to him winking. "You should tell Jace about the rubbish bin incident." So Jace didn't hear the whole conversation, I thought to myself.

"What rubbish bin incident?" Jace asked dangerous between Simon and Izzy.

"I-I…uh…Clary…" Simon seemed to grow even more scared of the situation that was getting played out in front of him.

Stepping forward, I grabbed Jace's hand and tried to pull him away. "Jace, leave it please," I pleaded with him, wanting to get us out of this situation before something bad happens.

"No Clary, I'd rather like to hear about this rubbish bin," he said without ripping his gaze from Simon.

"You should listen to it gorgeous," Aline's voice spoke up as she moved around me and placed a hand on Jace's bicep. "Don't want anyone getting into trouble, do we?"

My eyes seemed to alight with flames as my sight landed on her hand on his bicep as she stood close to him. "You can't seriously be trying to flirt with him when I his girlfriend is standing right here," I said, raising my voice at her.

She looked at me with a smirk on her face. "I don't see you as a competitor," she stated.

Rolling his eyes, Jace stepped away from her touch and stepped behind me, wrapping his arms around my stomach in a protective way; trying to get a point through. "As if I'd choose someone like you over her. Actually scratch that, I wouldn't choose anyone over her," Jace said disgusted, before looking between her and Simon. "But you're free to have rat boy there."

"Come on," I whispered up to him, as I pulled from his hold and grabbed his hand with my free one and pulled him along, Izzy forwarding shortly behind, but not before having her chance at pushing Simon forcefully into the lockers.

Smiling, I led them through the hallway of wide eyed stares. "I thought you were at the office," I said to Jace, watching his expression soften as his eyes hit mine.

"I-uh didn't want to leave you behind knowing something bad could happen," he coughed out.

"You can't protect me all the time," I said softly.

He nodded shortly after and said, "But I can still try."

I squeezed his hand and smiled at him as I led them back to the main office. Before stepping inside, Izzy made a squeal of a noise as she whispered to us. "I think we made that Simon guy piss his pants back there. Isn't this fun?"

Jace chuckled as I rolled my eyes. I followed them both into the office, thinking one thing: what an eventful year it was going to be.


How did you like it? Could I have done anything to have made it better?

Okay, recently I've realised Jace and Clary haven't had any 'make out sessions' in this story, and what's a romance story without any kissing? So here it is, I finally put some in :P

So review please, you have no idea how much it makes me happy hearing your thoughts on my story! So review, and if you're lucky I'll update soon ;)

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