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Chapter 4

Hello again my lovelies. I would just like to say thank you to all of those who have reviewed, followed, and favorited. I love yous!

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I hope that you enjoyed last chapter. Here is another one just for yous.

Ps. This is the longest chapter that I have written so far. Not just in this story, but in my last one too.

Chapter songs:

Te Extrano, Xtreme

Get The Party Started, P!nk

All I Need, Awolnation

CLARY

"My Angel." He breathed.

Did he know who I was!?

Wait a minute, who is he?

I decided to actually take a closer look at him, and that is when I noticed the gold hair, skin, and those sparkling gold eyes. "Jace." I breathed.

"I see that the two of yous know each other." The teacher said, I didn't actually bother to learn his name.

Jace managed to smirk at that, and that's when I noticed that one of his incisors was chipped. "It seems that we do Mr. Starkweather." So that was his name!

Starkweather, "Well I hope that you two sitting next to each other won't be a problem because the seats that you are in today will be your seats for the rest of the year." Some people groaned, but I couldn't help but let a small smile form on my lips. I looked at Jace and realized that he was doing the same as I.

Since today was the first day of school Mr. Starkweather had the entire class "get to know each other", but I didn't really mind. Considering the fact that I got to learn a lot about Jace. I had to say that he was pretty interesting. He was highly egotistical, annoying, and childish, but none the less, he was interesting.

"Favorite color?" He asked

"Gold. You?"

"Green."

"How many siblings?"

"None. I'm a single child. And you? Any more Morgenstern's?" He asked innocently, but there was a gleam in his eye that I couldn't quite place. It was as if he were contemplating his next kill.

"Uh...I had a brother once." I replied, lowering my head so that I was looking at the desk.

"Once?"

"Yeah. We were really close, but something happened when I was five. We were separated… I had to go to...uh...boarding school...and I never saw him again. I got word that...that he and the rest of my family were caught in a car accident. So yeah. I once had a brother.''

"I-I'm so sorry for your loss.''

"It's fine. It was years ago. Now. Let's get back to the questions."

"Okay." He answers, but he drags it out, so that he sounds hesitant and questioning.

"Okay." I agree, and nod my head in approval.

Okay. High school is definitely NOT what I thought it would be. There was no musical anywhere. High School Musical was a lie! A lie!

I learned that I had every class with Jace Herondale, and that I sat next to, or near him in every single one of them.

It was now time for lunch.

Note to self: Bring your own lunch to school from now on, or at least some cash because this is horrible! Even The Circle served better food than this, and sometimes all we got was dirt.

I sit down at a table all by myself, and then a very tall, slim, long coal black haired girl, with dark brown eyes, that I have now come to know as Isabelle, is now coming my way. She sits down next to me, and wraps her arms around me. I stiffen at the touch. "No need to be all uptight Clary. We're friends now, so you're just going to have to get used to it." She says as she bops my nose with her index finger.

"Isabelle. This is all very new to me. Ever since I was five years old I have been in...Boarding school. I don't exactly know how to react."

"Don't worry. I'll teach you." She simply states. "Oh!" She yells. "Look the rest of your friends are coming." Oh great. This is going to be torture.

At least that's what I thought until I realized who all the people were. There was Alec with his tall lenient body, sparkling blue eyes, pitch black hair, and almost gothic appearance. Plus, Isabelle's brother.

Alec's boyfriend, Magnus with his spiked black hair, brown skin, blue green eyes that were slitted like a cats, and who was just as tall as he was skinny (a lot). But where his boyfriend Alec looked like he couldn't care less about what he looked like, Magnus was all colors and glitter.

Then there was Maia who was dark skinned, had brown hair in braids, brown eyes, and who was short, but still taller than Clary by inches.

Isabelle's boyfriend Simon, was a skinny boy with brown eyes, brown curly hair flying in every direction, light skin, and glasses that looked a little too big for his face. I wonder how he and Isabelle are together when they are so different.

"Hey Clary!" Everyone says to me as they sit down. Isabelle is on my left, but no one is on my right.

"Hey guys." Alec announces. "We don't just have one new arrival, but two." Alec stands up to welcome a tall, golden boy to the table. "Everyone. Meet Jace Herondale."

Everyone says hi, and goes to interrogating Jace, who is now sitting in the once empty seat to my right. I'm just glad that it's not me they're doing this to. It was supposed to be me, but Jace is now officially the new arrival. I silently send a praise of thanks to Jace.

Apparently there was no point in thanking Jace because they still interrogated me. They all took turns asking me a question. Apparently they were more interested in me than Jace.

Isabelle, "How old are you?"

"I'm 17, but I'll be 18 next week." She squealed at that, I have no idea why she was excited, but I didn't get the chance to ask her because it was on to the next question.

Magnus, "Where were you born?"

"I was born here, in New York, but when I turned five I moved." That for some reason seemed to catch Jace's attention.

Jace, "Where did you move?''

"I moved to London. That's where I went to boarding school."

Maia, "That must have sucked. I heard that boarding schools are either just for boys, or just for girls."

"On the contrary. The boarding school that I attended actually taught both boys and girls." She seemed a little surprised at that, but then she smiled at me.

Alec, " How many siblings do you have?" I stiffened at that question, I hoped that no one noticed, but apparently everyone seemed to. "What's wrong Clary? Did I say something bad?"

"No. No not at all. And to answer your question Alec, I had one brother."

Everyone (except Jace), "Had?"

I gulped, "Yes, had. He was six and I was five, when I went to boarding school. When I was gone I got word that he and my parents were caught in a terrible car accident. There were no survivors." I lower my head to look at the table. "I never saw my family again.''

Everything went silent then. I couldn't stand it. I stood up, and jumped over Jace to get out. I ran to a hidden hallway that was completely empty.

I pressed my back against the locker, and slowly slid down. Once I was all the way down, I pulled my knees to my chest, and I lowered my head so that they were now resting on them. And I don't know what caused me to break down, but I did. I was now crying and letting everything loose.

That was, until I felt a hand rest on my shoulder. I stiffened at the touch, and whipped my head up to look at the owner of the hand faster than you could snap your fingers. I noticed that the person was Jace.

I stood up as fast as I could, and put a couple feet in between us. "What are you doing here!?" I yelled accusingly at him.

He looked taken back. "I just wanted to come check on you. To see how you were doing." He was now stepping towards me. Before I knew it, we were inches apart, and he was sliding a loose curl behind my ear. I shivered at the contact. "I know that it couldn't have been easy to talk about your family."

"You're right. And I'm sorry for reacting the way I did. It's just...I-I'm not exactly used to being cared for."

"Well don't worry, that changes now. From now on I will care for you, and protect you." I was about to argue saying that I don't need to be protected. That I could kill him with his own thumb, but I didn't. I just nodded and mumbled a thanks to him.

The next thing that happened was the weirdest thing possible. I pulled him into a hug. Me! The Clarissa Morgenstern, The Flaming Angel, pulled a boy in for a hug. A hug!

What is happening to me?

At first Jace was reluctant to hug me back, but he did. With his arms wrapped around me, and his head resting on top of my head, while I had my arms wrapped around him, and my head resting against his chest, I felt like the happiest person in the world. And I felt something that I have never felt before, I felt safe. Honestly truly safe, and I had to say, it felt amazing.

I don't know how long we were embracing each other, but when the bell rang, signaling the last class of the day, we broke apart.

I expected things between us to be awkward after that hug, but they weren't. They felt right.

We slowly made our way to our last class. Both smiling like the idiots that we are.

JACE

It was now after school, and Clary and I were in a pleasant conversation. We were making our way to her bike.

"Angel, I've got to say that I am loving your bike."

"Why thank you." She replied as she sat down on the bike, placed her helmet over her head, and started the engine.

"No problem. Hey. " I said putting my hand on her shoulder. "I'll see you at home?" She nodded, and then started to move her bike out of the parking lot of the school. I followed her with my eyes, never losing her.

I noticed her license plates. They said, 'FLAME 3E'. The E's on the plates were curved lines instead of straight, so they looked like a backwards three. So when the E and the 3 were against each other, they looked like wings. Angel wings.

I looked at her bike, and I read it again more thoroughly. And this time I understood what it was saying, 'FLAME 3E', in other words…

"The Flaming Angel."

Dun dun dunnnnn.

Uh oh. Jace knows that Clary is the Flaming Angel.

What is he gonna do about it? How will he confront Clary, and how will he explain that he's an agent?

Find out in the next chapter!

I hoped that you liked this chapter. Until next time!

Kisses ~~J.O

Chapter question: If you could choose a certain age to stay as forever, what would you choose, and why?

ME

I would choose to be 25 because I'd be an adult, but I's still be young. I wouldn't have to worry about re-attending school, faking an ID to drink, or looking too young for a "relationship''. I would just be free.