I finally managed to write something! I seriously couldn't think of any good I words and stuff to write about them, but I finally did. And you can choose whoever you want the mystery person to be in J. Anywho, on with the chapter!

Disclaimer: If I owned the Infernal Devices, I would have life sized posters of Will and Jem. I don't, therefore I don't own anything.

I: Ivy cap:

William Herondale was a man of style. He thought his appearance was very important, even if he acted as though he couldn't care less. But in reality, it had taken him years to build up his charming, seductive manner.

Women around England, and possibly the world wanted to be with him But, to their despair, Will's heart belonged to one girl, and one girl only. Which was why he felt as if his heart had been stomped of with a pair of Jessamine's pointy shoes, ripping it into tiny pieces, when said girl, the object of his affection, was almost falling off her armchair from laughing too hard. At him.

"Y-You're wearing an iv-ivy cap? HAHAHAHA!" Tessa was bent over the arm of her chair, trying to catch her breath. "Will, t-that's the ugliest cap I have ever seen!"

J: Jitter

Tessa was feeling a lot of things. Nervous, uneasy, anxious, jittery, scared. Somewhere deep in her mind, she also knew that it was foolish for her to have these feelings. Shadowhunters were late from missions all the time. Just last week, Will and Jem hadn't come home until sunrise.

Maybe they just decided to wait for the rain to stop before they came back, Tessa thought. But she wasn't convincing herself at all. So she got up and started pacing the room. Again.

"Honestly, Tessa!" cried Jessamine from across the room, where she was admiring her reflection on the back of a spoon. "Sit down. Stressing is not good for a lady!"

That was when they heard the voices coming from the hall. Tessa practically sprinted out the door, knocking over a pile of paper on her way out, and Jessamine chided her for her 'very unladylike behaviour'. But she completely ignored Jessamine because that was when she was him.

Even though he was covered in ichor and blood, looked completely exhausted and was drenched in rain from head to toe, Tessa didn't think she had ever seen anybody so beautiful. She threw her arms around his neck, almost knocking him to the floor, and couldn't do anything but bury her face into his neck.

K: Karma

"That Helen Verlac!" Will sighed. "She's quite pretty, but she really isn't worth it."

Then he ducked to avoid a blow from Jem's sword, plunging his own in the general direction of Jem's stomach. It didn't make contact.

"I've been after her for ages, you know" Will said, and his sword clashed with Jems.

"I didn't," replied Jem, "but you're always chasing all the girls. It was bound to happen."

Jem's sword narrowly missed Will's nose.

"Well, it turns out she is something of a prude."

Some more sounds of metallic clanging filled the room and Jem deflected blow after blow from Will's sword.

"How so?" Jem asked.

"We were kissing, having a merry old time, when she suddenly walked out on me!"

Jem spun around with the sword, using the momentum to knock Will's sword from his hand. The blade buried itself into the training room floor. Jem pointed his own sword at Will's throat.

"Karma" was all he said.

Yayuh! So, who did you put into J: Jitter. Will? Jem? Gabriel? Magnus? Even Henry? Till next time, Adios Amigos.

Tata

-Ash