A/N: Ok this is a wee bit random but UGH! There's this girl in my class called Morgan and she is the most annoying person in the universe. I hate her so much. And I'm just home from work, so I'm extremely tired. But 15 reviews is amazing thank you guys so much! Love you!
(Clary POV)
The next few periods flew by. I now sat next to Jace in Music, English and Art, Izzy in Drama and Simon in Maths and Science. I hadn't really talked to anyone else apart from them. No one would want to talk to someone like me, anyway.
At lunch I sat on a table with Jace, Izzy, Simon, a girl called Maia and her boyfriend, Jordan. They seemed nice, and it was cute how in love they are.
" Clary! You ok? You're in a world of your own there." Jace nudged me, his smile making me blush uncontrollably. I don't know why though, it's not like I have a chance with him. It's like my dad says, no one can love a girl with scars.
" Yeah, I'm fine! Just thinking." I looked away, avoiding his eyes. He didn't seem to buy it though. He just looked at me for a second with those beautiful eyes searching my expression.
" Penny for your thoughts?" He smiled at me encouragingly.
" Just thinking about the day so far." There was no way he could find out about my dad and brother. I will not let that happen. He'll know what an ugly freak I am if he finds out.
" Any ideas on our music project then, Red?" I smiled at the nickname.
" We should have a pre-chorus!" I suggested. It was adorable how those little crinkles appeared at his eyes when he smiled.
" Well, Red, perhaps we could go up to the music classroom and write in this pre-chorus of yours." God, he was perfect. Too bad I was messed up.
" Sounds like a plan." With that, we cleared away our things and head up the stairs to the music classroom. Mr Wayland wasn't there, but he had said we could use the classroom at break or lunch.
We worked on a pre-chorus for about ten minutes. I loved being so close to him, just his presence seemed to calm me down. Every time our hands accidentally brushed against each other, my hand tingled from his touch. He was gorgeous. But it didn't matter. He would never be interested in me. I'm just an ugly freak that gets abused at home.
By the time we finished writing our pre-chorus, our song was really coming together. We had called it Waiting For Superman. I loved it.
" I sure hope your good at singing, I can't sing a note." Jace smirked at me. I blushed, my mind in a fluster. Sure, I love to sing, but I never sang in front of people. Jon said I was completely tone-deaf and would probably kill the neighbours cat with my awful singing. I never sang in public after that.
" I...um, I guess, I mean I haven't sang in public for a while... I'm not that good." I mumbled, not sure what to say.
" Aw, come on. I want to hear you. Sing our song for me!" His smile was so adorable and I guess I must really like him, because I nodded. Silently noting to never give in to cute smiles again, I took a deep breath and began to sing.
She's watching the taxi driver, he pulls away
She's been locked up inside her apartment a hundred days
She says, yeah he's still coming just a little bit late,
He got stuck at the Laundromat washing his cape
She's just watching the clouds roll by
And they spell her name, Like Lois Lane
And she smiles, oh the way she smiles.
I stopped there, blushing violently. Surprisingly, he was smiling.
" Clary, you have such a beautiful voice. I don't know why you don't sing more often." He walked over and sat beside me.
" I guess I just don't have a lot of confidence." I looked away. He couldn't find out. What he did next took me by surprise. He reached out and gently made me look at him. His beautiful eyes looking intently at my wide ones. My entire cheek was tingling under his touch.
" Don't ever underestimate yourself Clary. You're perfect." Then he kissed me.
It was perfect. For a split second I was frozen still. But then my lips started moving against his, as if they were made for each other. His hand moved from my cheek to the back of my neck, holding me against him. His other rested gently against my waist. I reached forward, locking my hands in his golden curls, yearning to be closer to him. We stayed there blissfully for what felt like both forever and no time at all. Eventually we broke apart.
" Wow." The word escaped my lips before I could stop it. My blush was back. I hated my pale skin.
" Yeah." Jace had this gorgeously goofy grin on his face, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. I looked down, twiddling my thumbs together with a smile plastered to my face.
" So, Miss Fray, I guess that's my way of asking, would you do me the pleasure of going on a date with me tonight." He was the sweetest person ever.
" Why, Mr Lightwood, I would be honoured to." I momentarily forgot about the abusive family waiting for me when I got back home. That would come back to hit me later. Literally. Jaces smile widened, his golden eyes twinkling. I returned it with a goofy grin of my own.
" Well, in that case, I'll pick you up at seven. I'll get the address of Izzy later."
He was absolutely perfect.
