Author's Note: Hola! Time to write fanfiction! Sadly, today is my last day of winter break, so I won't be able to update as often, but I will still update hopefully once or twice a week. Maybe more on weekends. Sorry about that, but school is very important to me, and I can't let my grades suffer because of fanfiction.

Clary P.O.V

Yesterday, I agreed to let Jace drive me to school, and now I can't find anything to wear! I have torn apart my closet to find something and none of it is working. Last night I was alone until about 12 when Jon got home. Apparently mom and dad are on business trips and he was on a horrible date with some random girl.

When I told him about Leo, he was ready to call Sebastian and Jace to go and beat him up, but I was able to convince him to relax and I handled it. I conveniently left out the part about me kissing one of his best friends after eating ice cream with him and that he was also driving me to school. Luckily, Jon left early to get breakfast before school.

I finally beside on a royal blue maxi skirt, a crisp white crop top and a pair of nude wedges. I would normally never wear anything like this, but Jace Wayland is driving me to school, even if we are just friends. That kiss. And like it.

I walk downstairs just as I see a car pull up outside. None other than Jace steps out in a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt and a leather jacket. I open the door, and feel the light breeze in my loose red curls. They decided to cooperate today and were in red ringlets around my shoulders. As I step out, Jace's eyes widen and his jaw goes a little slack. I giggle as I lock the door.

"You may want to close that. You can catch flies," I remark as I walk by him, closing his mouth. He blinks and shakes his head before smiling.

"Well, Clare I was just admiring a very beautiful young lady whom I have the pleasure of driving to school today," he covers as he opens my door for me. I have never seen this side of Jace before, and I kind of like it.

"Why thank you," I reply as he gets in the car and drives toward the school.

"Um Clare, since I am your ride today, would you mind watching practice again?" he asks, his eyes focused in the road.

"Actually, I have track today, but I'll come watch after," I reply.

"You do track?" he asks astonished.

"Yes Jace, I do more than draw," I reply.

"That's cool. I guess I never saw you during practices," he says pulling into the parking lot.

"I just started this year. Jon signed me up without my knowledge, but it's actually pretty cool," I explain. He just nods as he steps out of the car, me following suit. We walk together to the doors and he walks me to my locker, getting crazy looks the whole way. He drops me off at my homeroom and is off, but not before placing a kiss on my cheek. What am I going to do with that boy?

Jace P.O.V

I walk Clary to her homeroom and before I even think of the repercussions, I kiss her cheek. Without waiting for her reaction, I walk away to my own homeroom. As I turn the corner, I catch a glimpse of Clary's smile and I can't help but smile too.

When I enter homeroom, I see Jon talking to Sebastian and he is apparently fuming from the look on his face.

"He was two-timing for a month! With some girl named Lola! I told her not to trust a guy that goes to a different school. You can never know what he does around there," he concludes as I sit down. I know he is talking about Clary's ex Leo, but I decide to play it cool in case he doesn't know Clary and I are friends now.

"What's going on?" I ask nonchalantly.

"Apparently Clary's boyfriend was a cheater. By the way, did you see her today? She looks freaking hot!" Sebastian replies. I feel red hot jealousy rage through me at the thought of someone else thinking she looks good. I mean she is gorgeous, especially In that crop top that shows her washboard stomach and tight skirt, but that doesn't mean he can say so!

"First, ew that's my sister. Second, her ex-boyfriend was a cheater," Jon says, obviously calming down.

"That sucks dude. And I did see her, I drove her to school," I reply, trying to one-up Seb.

"You did, huh, you really want to win this bet," Seb replies, leaning back in his chair.

"Wait, you drove my sister to school. Without asking me!" Jon whisper-yells as the teacher takes attendance.

"Yeah, we're friends now. I drove her to work yesterday and we're cool," I say, trying to defuse the Jon bomb.

"Whatever, I should have expected this. I mean Jace Wayland never loses a bet," he says with scorn.

Everything about what he said, the words, the way he said it, make me feel wrong. He makes me sound so cold-hearted, willing to do anything to get what I want. But aren't I like that? I mean I had no qualms about taking this bet in the first place. But no, I do care for Clary, I do.

"Seb, we need to call off the bet," I say desperately.

"Worried you'll lose," he says smirking.

"No, I don't want to hurt Clary,"

"So don't. Be friends till the end or whatever and just don't tell her about it," he says. I guess I could do that. I mean what she doesn't know won't hurt her. Right?

Jace P.O.V (Time skip to the end of day-soccer practice)

I walk out onto the field, and can't help but feel disappointed Clary isn't in the stands watching. I haven't seen her all day. At lunch, I had planned to sit with her, but she wasn't at her usual table and I couldn't find her anywhere. I begin to warm up with Sebastian when I see the girl track team come out of the locker room, ready to practice. I suddenly see a red ponytail through the crowd and its owner. Clary is looking hot! She is in short track shorts and a sports bra.

She sees me and waves. Just as I wave back, a soccer ball hits me in the face. I see her chuckle as I stand up. I turn to the assailant, my cheeks burning from embarrassment. Seb is just laughing his ass off.

"It slipped," he gasps, "by the way, Clary is looking smoking in her shorts," he continues, looking (I'm assuming) at Clary. Before I can say anything, Jon comes over and smacks him in the back of the head. Alleluhiah!

"What the fuck Verlac! That's my sister. By the way, I did not approve that outfit! What is with your sudden infatuation with what she wears?" he yells at him as I stand by laughing.

"I'm not the one with the infatuation around here," he mutters, after Jon walks away, smirking at me.

"Whatever," I reply as we continue to warm up.

Clary P.O.V

Shit! I forgot my track outfit at home! I look around and find the girls almost ready. Suddenly, I spot Maia.

"Maia, do you have an extra set of clothes, I forgot mine?" I ask. She smiles and nods. She hands me a small bundle and when I look at what she gave me I know why she was smiling. She gave me a pair of barely existent shorts and a sports bra.

"MAIA! I can't wear this!"

"You better, or couch will make you run in your skirt barefoot," she replies grinning. I sigh and slid on the outfit, if you can it that.

I feel uncomfortable as I walk outside, especially when I see the boys' soccer practice only 50 feet away. I look over and immediately spot Jace, who is also staring at me. I wave and he does also, flashing me a smile. Then a ball comes out of nowhere and hits him in the head. I start to laugh as he picks it up and rubs his scalp. He turned away, but I can still see the pink tinging his cheeks and ears.

I turn to couch and line up in my starting position. When Jon first told me he signed me up, I was pissed, but then he forced me to go and I found a anew love, running. When I run, I feel everything melt away. My worries, stress, insecurities, just like when I paint. I'm not half bad at it either. I am one of the fastest on the team, and am one of the top in track meets.

After about half an hour, couch gives us a five minute water break. As I stand by the bench, digging in my bag for my bottle, I feel warm, strong arms wrap around my waist.

Jace P.O.V

I know I should be focusing on our big game coming up, but my mind and eyes keep drifting to Clary and her special outfit. Finally, after half an hour, we get a water break and I see track has one also. I particularly see Clary at a bench, looking in her bag for something.

I suddenly get the best idea. I run over silently and wrap my arms around her waist from behind. She shrieks in surprise and turns in my grasp, her hands coming to a rest on my chest. She sighs in relief and begins to laugh.

"Gosh Jace, you scared me!" she says as she slaps my chest, my arms still around her waist.

"Sorry. Where were you at lunch? I wanted to sit with you," I ask.

"I was helping in the art room. We got a new delivery of canvas and she teacher needed help putting it away," she replies.

"well aren't you a busy bee," I reply smiling. She just nods nad her eyes flick down to my lips before back to my eyes.

"Well, how can I help you Mr. Wayland? I doubt you came over here to aks about my lunch time activities," she replies, finally linking her arms around my neck.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come over later. I wanted to talk about us and where we stand," I ask cautiously.

"Okay," she replies, releasing my neck, but not before kissing me on my lips. I stand there frozen as she walks over to Maia, who looks just as surprised.

I snap out of my daze by a whistle blowing and couch calling my name. As I rejoin the players, I see Sebastian smirk and he mouths, well done. I don't know why, but this makes me shudder.

Clary P.O.V

I just kissed Jace! In front of the track and soccer teams! When I get back to Maia, she looks stunned, but doesn't say anything. Practice continues without any surprises, but I do continue to sneak glances at Jace and most of the time he is already staring back. At the end of practice, when I hand Maia her clothes, all she says is, "I want a full report,"

"Yes Ma'am" I reply as I run out of the locker room and over to the bleachers to watch the end of practice. They are really good, and I have no doubt they are going to win the upcoming game.

At the end, Jace runs up to where I am standing, a little ways from the locker room door, smiling and sweaty.

"You guys are really good!" I say when he is right next to me. Before he can reply, three other guys run up behind him and one of them says,

"Damn Jace, your girlfriend is smoking hot! Where have you been hiding her?" he is tall, taller than Jace and has sandy blond hair and green eyes.

"Oh, I'm not his girlfriend," I reply. They all look shocked.

"Come on, we saw that kiss!" another replies. He is the stark opposite of the first boy, with black hair and dark brown eyes.

"Will, Jared, leave," Jace says to the two boys who spoke. He then turns to me, "Freshmen," he mutters.

"Are you going to go change?" I ask, since he is just standing there smiling.

"Oh, no, I was going to just go straight to my house if that's okay?" he aks as we make our way over to his car.

"That's fine, I don't have much homework," I reply, sliding into the passenger seat.

"Then off we go!" he says, driving away from the school. Sometimes he can be such a dork.