"Are you, my dear, ready for some German!?"

I smiled broadly at the girl sitting across from me. She cringed. I guess that was a no. Oh well, it wasn't like she had an option.

"With what do you want us to start?"
"I don't know, let's do homework."
"Right"

I pulled out my book and opened it on page 20. The exercises didn't seem too bad. It was just grammar shit. But of course it was easy for me, however, it took me about half an hour to explain everything to Izzy. She just didn't get that there weren't many rules for languages you just had to feel them.

I will admit German wasn't easy. Especially the stuff with the articles. I mean there were absolutely no guidelines.

So as I said, after 30 minutes we were finally finished and argued about what to do next. We then settled on watching a movie.

I love movies.

However, I had the feeling that Izzy would only enjoy those chick flicks. I couldn't, just couldn't watch Mean Girls one more time! I HAD ENOUGH OF IT.

Ugh.

In Austria my friend made me watch it three times in a row. IN A ROW!

Kill me now but ASAP.

"Get chips from the kitchen will you?"

I nodded at Izzy and went on the quest of finding the great kitchen and get those delicious slices of potatoes.

Here we go with the dramatics again.

The kitchen wasn't too hard to find. But standing there in the middle was something far more delicious than chips. And that had to mean something.

A boy with bouncing hair. Tall and muscular, but not too so it seemed unnaturally. Just the type of dessert I wanted.

Kidding.

Or Am I?

"Sup, Goldilocks." I casually leaned against the doorframe, desperately trying to look good and cool at the same time. I think it worked. After all he looked me up and down. I noticed his eyes staying a bit longer on my exposed stomached.

How good that Izzy convinced me to change to some of her clothes and how convenient that most of her clothes were sexy as hell.

"Random girl I don't know." He nodded at me.
"I am shocked." I said, putting my right hand over my heart, pretending to be hurt by his words.

"You don't remember me? But we had such a great time. It was brief but oh so sweet.

His eyes sparkled. He got the sarcasm. Normally people didn't. I was really starting to like this guy.

"I remember you alright. You are that chick that keeps blowing Seb of."

I huffed.

"Not true. I am not blowing him of; I am letting him down easy."

He gave me a knowing look.

"Potato, Potato. Same thing."
"No it's not."

He smiled and turned around opening the highest drawer and grabbing a bag of chips.

He was about to walk away without saying another word, when he saw me struggling to reach the fucking drawer where the chips were.

He smirked, that bastard.

I gave him a stern look and went to my tiptoes to reach that fucking thing. More chuckling from goldilocks.

Suddenly I felt a body pressing up against me from behind and a I saw a hand reaching for the chips. My breath hitched. His form was burning against my back. What was wrong with me.

Slowly I turned around locking with his golden eyes. They were so beautiful. We were so damn close. I could smell him. He smelled good. I wanted to lean forward and take a good sniff. Of course I didn't… Nervously laughed… Oka maybe just a ittle one. I am sure he didn't notice.

"Here." He said, handing me the chips rather forcefully and then he just walked out.

Asshole.

Maybe it was just me who felt really strange being so near to him. That was when I realised that I still didn't know his name.

Bummer.

Izzy waited for me in the living room and after some more debating we watched a movie I didn't know but it turned out to be a chick flick. As I had anticipated.

At least I didn't know it already.

The rest of the evening I didn't get a chance to see goldilocks again. Too bad.

Izzy drove me home at about six o'clock. Right on time for supper. Man, was I hungry. Even though I had just eaten.

Jon was already at the table stuffing himself when I joined my family. Every thought of the golden boy long forgotten, I just enjoyed being with the people I loved.

My brother was talking most of the dinner. I wondered if he had any idea why all the boys were acting so weirdly around me. Probably not. I knew him and he would tell me.

Sighing I returned to the task of finishing my meal,

Afterwards I went upstairs, putting on pyjamas and reading myself for bed. After some reading and plying with my mobile I went to bed and let sleep take me.

Izzy looked at Jace and Alec sitting on the couch, doing nothing. She had just gotten back from Clray's place. She really liked that girl.

On top of that she was getting a bad consciousness for not telling her about the bet. She was letting the girl being totally fooled and she was probably going to get embarrassed too, after one guy would have won and dumped her.

Was she a bad friend?

Shrugging those thought of, Izzy plopped down next to Jace. #

"Who was the girl you just drove home?" His question startled her. Seriously, he didn't even remember her? He had made a bet over her to see who could swoon her first.

"Clary? You mean the one you should be trying to win over."

He nodded, understanding.

"Sure, whatever you say Izzy." She just rolled her eyes in response. Sometimes he was just so stupid.

"Why did you want to know. Are you interested?"

He gave her a stern look. "Who do think I am. Please, interested." He made a huffing sound.

"I mean she is very pretty…" He glared at her and she let the rest of the sentence unspoken but her message was clear. Smirking she stood up and returned to her room.

She had to go to bed. Tomorrow was school.