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"Dear oh dear oh dear!" Magnus tutted pitifully while scrubbing Clary's neck with a cloth and some warm water. She had told him about Jordan in Biology and he had offered to take her to the nurses office and clean her up.
"Clarissa darling, this week is not your week is it?"
Clary grumbled. "At least it's Friday tomorrow and this disastrous week will be over soon."
Magnus began washing individual strands of hair at the back of her head. He occasionally pulled one out - making Clary wince.
"Clary you ought to learn that pretty boys like Jace Lightwood are not punch bags. You knew there would be retaliations for your actions, yet you did it anyway. Why Clarissa?"
Clary fiddled with the loose thread in the front pocket of her pullover.
"The Angel knows."
Jace slammed his locker door shut to find a mischievous Jordan looking at him.
"Oh god, Jordan, what've you done now?" Jace ran his hand nervously through his hair, this look on Jordan's face cannot of derived from something good.
"Just fighting your battles for you, goldilocks." Jordan grinned.
"Funny. But seriously Jordan, what have you been up to?"
"Well I suppose I do have to tell you. Y'know that little red that tried to beat you up? I may have poured a science experiment down her back." Jordan could barely say the last words in the sentence because he was laughing so much.
Jace felt a small pang of guilt but couldn't help laughing with Jordan. Good, why should I feel guilty? She's the one who slapped me.
After Jace composed himself, he stared Jordan right in the eye. "You really shouldn't have done that Jordan."
"Aw! Why not?"
"Clary's in my art class, not to mention she's my tutor too."
Jordan's face fell. "Oh look, I'm sorry man. But lets face it, you two have never had a good relationship, I'm just adding fuel to the fire."
Jace let out a laugh.
Jordan looked confused. "What you laughing at?"
"Fire, get it? Clary's hair?"
The two boys were once again snorting with laughter. However, Jace's laugh was not a genuine one. Why am I making fun of her hair? I like her hair, it makes her stand out from the rest of the blonde bimbos at this school. Oh but I do like those blonde bimbos. But Clary's better than that. No she's not, she slapped me!
Jace snapped out of his thoughts when he felt soft, slim arms coming around his waist, edging down towards-
"Woah!" Jace spun round to find Seelie eyeing him up seductively.
"Hey baby." Seelie narrowed her dull grey eyes and bit her glossy lip.
"Oh, em, hi Seelie. I don't think you should be doing that sort of thing in public." Jace mustered a smile so he didn't upset her.
Seelie stuck out her bottom lip and made puppy dog eyes at Jace. God she's irritating.
"Oh but Jacey! You didn't seem to mind yesterday."
Jordan - who had been standing there listening to the couple's conversation - let out a wolf whistle that Jace was sure people could hear on mars.
Seelie giggled and swung her arms around Jace's neck. Jace absentmindedly ran his hands through her bleach blonde hair. Seelie planted a kiss on Jaces cheek and ran off with her friends.
Ew that's sticky! Ugh.
Jace watched Seelie teeter away in her little white heels and skintight, bleached jeans. Seelie was beautiful. Her bleach blonde hair never had roots and fell in soft waves around heart shaped face. Her features were small but emphasised with make up. Her body was slight but curvy and the only thing Jace could really fault about her was the dull colour of her eyes, and her personality at times.
Just then another girl walked past, one with blazing red curls and eyes the colour of the first blade of grass in spring. She caught sight of Jace and looked away quickly. Jace felt something stir in the pit of his stomach - though what it was, he wasn't quite sure.
Clary found herself walking home alone again. She shoved her headphones in her ears and willed herself not to dwell on today's events. Teenage Dirtbag came on and Clary deemed it appropriate.
The trees looked lovely when their leaves were changing, Clary thought. The vibrant colours of saffron, burnt orange and soft green all worked together beautifully. There was this one rich gold shade that fascinated her, it was the sort of ethereal colour that you thought only existed in books. Occasionally she caught a glimpse of this colour on the edges of newly turned leaves. Clary knew somebody who had a curling halo of hair this colour, but she refused to even think him.
Clary had remembered her key today and let herself into her house. She lay on her bed and finally allowed herself to mull over the events of the day. She brought her face to her pillow and silently screamed into it.
There's a Jace on your shoulder telling you to review, I can see him ;) I'm going on holiday soon so there won't be another update for a week due the lack of wifi I'll have. I will be writing lots when I'm away though so don't worry!