Clary's POV:

Walking into the busy hall I search for Zach and find him at stilling at a table with a boquet of red roses in front of him, and seeing me his tanned face splits into a smile as her calls me over. I hate roses, I find them ugly and they smell horrible-which I am pretty sure I mentioned to Zach before, but I sit down and except the roses because he is trying.

"I already got us food. A new pledge is suppose to bring it over in a few minutes." Zach kisses me on the cheek and grabs my hand, "Clare-bear. I am sorry about last night, do you forgive me?" As if I can say no, Zach has made this situation impossible for me. Flowers, dinner, and frequent displays of affection. He seems sorry but that is what he said last time too, and each time he brings me out into public to apologise completely-which is slightly annoying because it puts me at advantage because I know Zach is the type of guy that will make a scene if he feels he needs to.

"Why don't we go talk about this more...privately?" I ask him, looking into his blue eyes. Zach frowns and draws his hands back, balling them into fists, and looking at me guiltly. "Clare, I really am sorry. It is just difficult sometimes-you are so sexy I cannot help myself in wanting you."

I look up at the ceiling and try and calculate the right words to say when a frat pledge shows up. I sigh as he makes a scene by showing up in a tailored butlor-styled suit. I feel my face heat up as prying eyes watch our table, like we are some sort of circius act. But Zach just pats the pledge on the back, thanking him for his hospitality, and tells him to go clean the bathrooms in the frat house now. I shake my head and cover my embarrassed face in my hands as girls swoon at the sight of Zach and glare at me, while guys around us make cat-calls in our direction with some making fun of the pledge that is walking away.

"Hey there Clary, we thought that was you over here." The voice breaks me out of my motification and I look up to lock eyes with Embry, who has Quill and a very unhappy looking Jacob tailing behind him. I have never been happier to see anyone in my life, anything to break through this embarrassing situation.

"Hey Embry, Quill, Jacob! Please, come sit with us?" Embry raises an eyebrow at my false high-pitched, happy tone but sits down across from me with Quill and Jacob following. "Zach this is Embry, Quill, and Jacob. They are in my biology lab, guys this is my boyfriend Zach." Zach looks from me to them, which causes me to remember he is the jealous type but I just force a smile hoping everything will go smoothly.

"So what are you guys on? HGH? Because I have to say whatever you take it works. Hard-core." Zach asks Embry. I resist the urge to smack my palm to my forehead at his beef-head question. But if Embry is offended by the question he does not show it because he just smiles at Zach and looks over at me.

"Actually, we don't take anything. We are from a reservation a few hours from here and a lot of our families have the good genes, but I never tire of hearing that question." Embry chuckles and looks at Quill who is laughing as well. Jacob just peers at Zach, like he is seeing him for the first time then looks at me-frowning.

"What are the flowers for? I hope we didn't interupt anything," Jacobs voice stikes the table suddenly, and the deepness of it settles over me with a pleasant shiver. I look at him to discover him watching me, eyes filled with curiosity as he direct the question towards me. However I find myself trapt in his dark gaze and cannot form words on my heavy tongue, instead Zach answers him.

"Oh, well, actually it was just a little misunderstanding between Clare-Bear and me but I wanted to show her how much I appriecate her being my girl." Zach looked at me, smiling. However I turned to stare at Jacob, wondering why he cared when he clearly was angered by my presence before.

Embry looks at Jacob, shakes his head, and whispers something in Jacobs ear which caused him to nod and calm down a bit. Weird.

"Clare and I have been together for a while, haven't we Clare-bear? Two years." Zach smiles at me, placing an arm around my waist, and tugs me close against him. I look at Embry and Quill, who are looking at Jacob with a worried expression, while Jacob locks eyes with Zach like two lions battling for dominance. It begins to make me a little uneasy, especially when Jacob starts to tremble a bit.

"Three years but yes," I say with hesitation, raising a glass of water to my lips. Jacob looks at me and immediately stops shaking, a frown rising onto his features as he stares at the roses on the table.

"Clare-bear, I have dinner plans for us, shall we be on our way?" Zach asks, with his gaze locked on Jacob before turning to me with a smile and tightening his arm around my waist-like I am some sort of prize he is claiming. I start to get a little angry at the fact that he is treating me like a piece of meat, or some trophy he waves in the face of others. I mean it is not like I am something special but there is no reason for Zach to provoke my new friends. Wait. Did I really just call them friends? I barely know them. I shake my head to rid myself of these absurd thoughts.

"I have class and a club meeting, I can't go." I look at Zach and see his blue eyes harden as his smile becomes less prominent. "Besides, don't you have pledges to attend to tonight?"

"That's right, I believe I do. I forgot. Will you come over to my place after?" I sigh and accept his request because if I don't we'll just end up getting into another argument later and I don't feel like dealing with that again tonight.

I get up to leave and grab my bag, following behind Zach after telling Embry, Quill and Jacob goodbye. However before I leave the hall I feel an uncommonly warm hand on my shoulder, which causes sparks of electricity to flow through me like an active current. I look up into the dark eyes of Jacob Black, who still has his hand placed on my shoulder, and raise my eyebrow in curiosity.

"You forgot your flowers," he says in that deep voice that sends another tremor down my spine. He notices his hand still on my shoulder and withdraws it so fast you would think I was on fire, then he hold out the flowers like a peace offering. I look at the ugly, smelly flowers and accept them. I thank Jacob and turn away, walking down the street with my heart pounding like a hammer in my chest.

Jacob's POV:

Embry told me to be nicer to my imprint, even if I was not going to try and pursue her he said I should at least respect her enough to not treat her like a flesh-eating virus. I accepted his request, and that is why I walked into the dinning hall with Embry and Quill and proceeded to make conversation with Clary. And her boyfriend. Zach. The name was like poison on my tongue, he did not deserve her but at the same time I did not want her. So what was the problem? I should be happy that he is taking her off my hands. Right? Wrong. All I feel is a rage taking over me as I watch him touch her, stringing her in front of me like she is some trophy he likes to show off.

I want to fight this musclely, toolish fratboy and feel his bones break under my overpowering strength. And then I look into Clary's eyes, those gem-like orbs that shine brightly in contrast with her dark-brown hair, and my entire being becomes still like a ocean calming after a raging storm.

And then I remember Bella. Bella, I recoil back into her name, and retreat back to the comfort of loyalty to my love. The person I really love, not some fabrication like my imprint.