Disclaimer: All characters (besides Julian, Aiden, Shay, etc.) belong to Cassie Clare.

Thanks for waiting for so long, if anyone is still reading this... I've been busy with school and homework and all that jazz. Anyway, here you go, please review and let me know what you would like to see in the following chapters. Also, read the A/N below and answer it please!

Isabelle, Shay, and I walk into the "party room." Izzy dressed me in a short emerald green dress that matched my eyes. She wore a blue crop top and skirt set and the blue brought out her eyes. We were on a balcony overlooking a grand ballroom. There were two stories of windows and intricate gold designs on the walls. Two crystal chandeliers, lit with real candles, hang suspended above our heads.

Two staircases cut off from our view on the balcony. I take the right and Izzy the left. At the bottom, my handsome prince is waiting for me. He looks stunning in his tux. Magnus must have gotten to him because Jace's hair is gelled to the side. I ruffle his hair with my hand, liking the messy look better.

"Mmm," Jace murmurs in my ear as he slips an arm around my waist, taking me towards the dance floor. "I've missed you so much, Clary."

I put my arms around his neck and his go around my waist as we move to the music. "I've missed you too." I breath in his cologne. He smelled like something out of a jungle, very tropical. "I love you so much, Jace. I don't know what I'd do without you." I smile up at him and his smile is stunning. I look at the slight chip in his incisor. His imperfections made him even more perfect.

"Clary, Clary, Clary." I love the way Jace says my name, how it rolls off his tongue perfectly. "After this dance, I have a feeling we're going to need to get fresh air and accidentally get lost in this huge Institute that is built nothing like ours."

I laugh, glad to have my Jace back.

"May I have the next dance?" A low voice questions. All humor drains from Jace's eyes and they harden. I turn and find Julian standing behind me, waiting for an answer. I felt bad for him, about to get knocked down by Jace but I wanted to spend time with Jace.

"No." Jace growls, his eyes narrowing. His eyes scan over Julian's body like a predator scanning his prey. Julian returns his glare and starts to walk away.

"Wait." I say. I give Jace a quick peck on the lips and then start walk over to Julian.

"What are you doing?" Jace hisses.

"Just one dance." I shrug and start to walk away. Jace grabs my hand and jerks me towards him. I glare at him. "Ow Jace! I'm a big girl." I say slowly. "I can do what I want."

"I've seen him somewhere." Jace murmurs. "He's not good for you, Clary." This set me off.

"I told you Jace, I can take care of myself." I say, letting a little venom creep into my voice, immedietly regreting it when his face fell.

"Are you ever going to dance with me?" I turn to Julian and take his hand. "Trouble in paradise?"

"Shut up." This ends any chances of civil conversation we'll ever have during this dance.

"Make me, or I guess I never will." He smirks that stupid smirk. It's like Jace's, but his says more "I know I'm so much better than you." Which he totally is not.

"I don't kiss jerks. And you are su-"

"Oh, so you and Jace haven't kissed yet. I don't think you ever will actually." He says acting as if this intrigued him. "And I never said anything about kissing. But if you insist..."

Enraged, I stomp on his foot. "How dare you? You are a sexist pig and you deserve-"

"I deserve what?" He whispers in what I think he thinks is a seductive voice.

"I think you're losing your voice, it's getting raspy."

"Hmm," Julian observed. "It seems your boyfriend there is busy." Julian take my hand and spins me. He holds his arm around my front and my breath hitches. I see Jace talking with another woman. She's absolutely beautiful. Her skin is the color of a warm cappuccino. Her hair is the jet black and flows perfectly down her back. She was absolutely gorgeous. I felt a stab of jealousy when Jace touches her hair, remembering how he does the same to me, but I pushed that... that feeling down. I couldn't control Jace, I would just have to trust him.

Nonetheless, my hands clench and my vision turns a little red at the edges. I move myself back to our normal dancing position. To distract myself, I study Julian's face. He stares back down at me and he hasn't said one word. I'm mesmerized by eyes. They are electric blue with a slight golden ring around the iris. His wavy brown hair is the color of warm chesnuts and it rests above his shoulders.

"Sorry if my dancing isn't good enough for you. Would you rather be with loverboy?" What's he takling about? He was actually not half bad. British people and their dancing. "I actually took a dancing class when I was younger." He says, as if reading my mind.

"Yeah, I think I took ballet when I was younger too." I joke, expecting him to deny the fact that he did ballet, but his cheeks just redden slightly. I gasp. "No way! You do ballet?"

"Did." He corrects me. I start to giggle. "Stop!" He fake whispers. "People will no longer see me as a badass punk dude, I'll be a petty British boy!" I burst out into laughtner, unable to stop and he laughs along with me. Then I feel a tap on my shoulder.

"I think your dance is over, Jacob. I'll have to take my girlfriend away." He put an emphasis on the girlfriend part.

"Julian." He says in a deadly quiet voice. "And you are...?"

"Your worst nightmare if you ever touch Clary."

"He's got a temper." I explain as I lead him away. "What was that?" I hiss at Jace once Julian was out of earshot.

"I don't like him." Jace says stiffly.

Rolling my eyes I tell him, "Well that's obvious. I might not argue with you on that one, though."

"Yeah just... just stay away from him, Clare. I just don't have a good ... feeling about it."

"Aren't women supposed to be the ones with intuition?"

"Women are also the ones who make damn good sandwiches." Jace tells me while leading me to the snack table. I laugh, thankful that he's back to himself. "Let me introduce you to someone." Remembering the girl from before, I stiffin. But before Jace can introduce me, there's a loud crash and a large creature crashes through the window and staggers, but stays in the air. Screams erupt from the kitchen area and I see a middle-aged woman take a step forward with her seraph blade in front of her.

Story Notes:
The "trouble in paradise?" is from Vampire Academy by Richelle Mead. Rose and Liss are arguing when Mia comes up and is all "trouble in paradise?" *cue dramatic music* lol anyways, the loverboy part is from somewhere, I think the Hunger Games. If any of you guys knows, you can PM me or comment.

Dun dun dunnn! Who is the magical middle-aged lady? Only time will tell, my children. Hahaha but thanks for waiting so long (if I still have people reading this). I've been busy and it's still summer. Imagine during school... Oh the horrors.

Would you rather have longer chapters and longer waits or shorter chapters and shorter waits? It all depends on how much homework I have and my schedule.

xx.