JACE P.O.V. :
Well, Damnit! I was so close to getting that kiss and she just knocks me waaaaay out of my element. Such a tease. Maybe that's why I like her. That and those beautiful green eyes, luscious, curly fiery red hair, curves in all the right places, and- WAIT A SECOND WHAT AM I DOING! I had to admit though, she looked smoking hot when she bagged Aline, the school slut, in front of all the populars. She means something around here now, and that means guys are gonna hound her until she kneels over. Which, considering the circumstances, could be really soon. God.
CLARY P.O.V. :
Classes went by in a breeze, with minimal Jace irritation. I had art last period and I could barely contain my excitment for that, but it seemed far away from lunch, which is where I was now. But on the bright side, I had Gym right after lunch and I am a prodigy at sports. I got my sack and looked around for a decent place to sit. The cafateria was packed with squirming, laughing, chattering bodies. Then I saw Sebastian, Isabelle, Simon, Magnus, Alec, and Jace sitting at a table in the far corner. Isabelle, with her crow-like blue eyes, spotted me almost immediately and waved me over. I smiled and headed over.
"Clary!" Isabelle engulfed me in a hug. "I missed you! How are your classes? Is the Jackass bothering you?" She made a guesture towards Jace, and he smirked in return. I laughed, and he broke out into a full blown grin.
"Congratulations, Clary, for being the one girl in the world who has rejected me a kiss." He put on an evil smirk and all the heads at the table snapped between him and me. It was almost total silence for a minute while I glared at him, then it basically exploded.
"WHAT?" Shreiked Isabelle and Sebastion simultainiously. Isabelle reached out and smacked Jace over the head, while at the same time Sebastion punched Jace in the shoulder. In an attempt to ward them off, his hand flailed wildly and nearly slapped Simon. Simon, the devil he was, reached across the table and punched Jace in the back. Poor Magnus had apparently no idea what to do, so he elbowed Alec in the stomach. Hard. Which resulted in Alec spitting his chewed food right on the back of Jace's prep jacket. I was laughing my ass off! This was hilarious, the look on Jace's face was pricless. I got out my iPhone and took a candid shot of him. Oh this was SO going on Facebook later!
Amongst all the hilarity, I accidently bumped into someone. Immediately I turned to apologize, but the apolodgy died in my throat, replaced by a scowl. It was that bitch earlier today on the stairs. All signs of humor drifted away, leaving a bitter presence.
"What the hell is your problem, klutz?" She nearly screamed. Great. Now we had the attention of the entire room. Izzy and Seb tried to come to my aid, but I held out my hand, stopping them.
"Aline-" Sebastian started. I gave him a look that made him eat his words then turned to Aline.
"Oh, it's you, Carrot Top." She smirked. "Why don't you go back to the pumpkin patch, where you belong in those rags." That infuriated me, but I kept a poker face.
"Aline, huh?" I shot back. "Sounds slutty. And I know for a fact, those pieces of fabric you call clothes, are really designer knock-offs." Her eyes narrowed. It was as silent as a tomb in the cafeteria.
"At least I don't go after people's boyfriends, whore!" She screeched. I must've looked confused, because she draped her arm over Jace. He looked slightly uncomfortable. I hardened up.
"There are some stupid people in the world. You just helped me realize it." I retorted. She looked highly offended at this and a few whistles and chuckles could be heard throughout the room. "If you can get it through pea-sized brain, he tried to kiss me." Jace gave me a look but made no move to deny it. Aline went pale, then bloodred with rage.
"Bitch! I'm thinking you are making this aaaaallllll up. Pathetic." She laughed.
"Don't let you're mind wander, it's too small to be outside by itself." I replied blandly, then turned to a once more gaping Isabelle. "Let's go eat out, I really don't feel like eating in the same room as trash." She shut her jaw with a snap, grinnned, hooked her arm through mine, and we made our way through the crowd.
LATER ON...
I pulled on my super-short gym shorts and really tight gym tee, then headed outside with the other guys and girls who were standing around, stretching. I saw Seb and Jace together, then I spotted Isabelle, who squeeled at the sight of me, drawing attention. I rolled my eyes. I looked into Jace's eyes, and felt shivers of pleasure run through me. Then I smirked, and turned back to Izzy.
"Omigod, Clary, you look totally SPORTY!" Izzy laughed. I giggled.
"Um, isn't that the point?"
"Really? Weird. Never thouht of it like that." Then the coach blew his whistle. We all gathered around and he introduced himself as Coach Munley. He seemed cool enough, and I knew for a fact, this would be a class that I would get an A on, easy.
"Alright guys, one team, girls the other. Wayland, captain of guys, Fray, captain of girls. We're playing soccer!" I smirked, and Seb looked terrorized. He knew how good i was in soccer. 1st in state. I turned to my team who was huddled together into a group.
"'Kay, guys. We can do this! Raise your hand if you played soccer before." I said. All raised their hands. "Raise your hand If you're still playing now." About 80% kept their hands raised. We slapped each others butts, then went off to stretch and practice kicking.
SEBASTIAN P.O.V. :
Crap! Clary was incredible at soccer, all of the girls were great. Jace was smiling, all the guys were smiling. They thought another easy victory like always. No, the chances of us winning with Clary on the girls team? One out of a biliion point three. We all huddled up.
"OK, guy's just like any other game, I know we'll win, try to go a little easy." Jace said with confidence. All the guys high fived except for me.
"Guys, go as hard and as fast as you can. Push yourself, I don't care, the odds of us winning are basically nothing against everything." They all gave me weird looks. "Look, they have Clary on their team. She is amazing at soccer, 1st in state. She has won all alone, her against a team full of experianced, grown men. Don't stop for anything. Just go, she isn't gonna stop so don't try and make her, you're gonna get pushed. Clear?" The guys, even Jace looked shocked, then we all turned to watch Clary practice kick into the net. She was halfway in the field, and she kicked it hard enough to rip a little tear in the net while still avoiding the practice goalie.
"And that's just practice." I said softly.
CLARY P.O.V.
We were almost done with the game. The score was 2-37. Guess which one we were. The guys had overly underestimated us, we rocked the field. I came up to the net dribbling, slipped right past Seb, faked left with Jace and BAM! The ball sailed like a rocket through the air, almost taking out the goalie's head in the process. The coach blew his whistle, looking at us, and me, amazed.
"That was the best darn-tootin' soccer game i've seen in years! Great job girls, Fray!" He smiled then started to lead us inside. We girls looked at the group of guys, just standing there, dumbfounded. We giggled, huddled, slapped butts, blew the guys a kiss and started to follow Coach. Izzy and I linked arms and laughed all the way to Jace and Sebastian.
"Dude, your sister kicks ass at soccer!" Izzy exclaimed at a wary Sebastian. He just nodded in defeat. Then Jace spoke up.
"What the hell Clary, I don't even have that kind of power in me! You're really first in state?" He said, a kind of awe in his eyes. I snickered, And his mask returned.
"Yupp. All the way baby!" Izzy and I ran, giggling, Seb chasing after us. Jace caught my arm.
"Yeeeees?" I asked, shivering in joy at his touch. His eyes were alight with something unidentifiable. Then he pulled me into him, crushing our lips together. His mouth was so soft and warm and it felt so right. His arms wrapped around me and my arms dug lightly through his hair, tousling his blond curls. He smelled like sunlight and soap and it smelled amazing mixed with the slight, tough smell of sweat. I wanted more, I needed more of him. Our lips fell into perfection synchronization, our bodies flush together, fitting perfectly.
I was kissing Jace Wayland. Holy shit. We pulled apart, and looked into each others eyes, breathing hard. He put his forehead to mine.
"Wow, good kisser." He said breathlessly. "Scratch that, amazing kisser." He pecked me one more time on the lips.
"I have to go, see you later?" I asked. He winked, squeezed my hand and left me standing there. Dumbfounded.
A/N : Eh? EH?