*All the characters from The Mortal Instruments belong to Cassandra Clare and her incredible mind. Nothing will ever be owned by the author of this story. ;)*
Songs:
The Minstrel's Prayer- Cartel
I Forgive You- Every Avenue
Bad Vibrations- The Black Angels
Kiss And Tell- You Me At Six
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~Chapter Six~
Clary's first thought was– Where is Ashton Kutcher? Then it was something more like– But it just can't be! And finally– What?
Clary was confused as a thousand questions formed in her head, but only one seemed to be more reasonable: How was Jace Wayland brother of Isabelle Lightwood? She understood that siblings could sometimes look completely different from each other, like her and Jonathan, but they still have the same last name! Jace and Isabelle certainly didn't.
She returned her gaze to Jace Wayland as he grabbed his burgundy guitar from a stand. He sat on a stool that someone had provided for him. His eyes swept all over the room, seemed to settle on his siblings and then drifted to her. Clary wasn't sure if his eyes widened a millimeter or if it was her active imagination playing tricks on her. Probably the latter, she thought as Jace smirked at her and returned his eyes on the guitar.
"Hey, guys. My name is Jace Wayland and I'll be granting you fifteen minutes of my million dollar voice." Isabelle snorted and Alec rolled his eyes. Clary guessed Jace saw them because his smirk only grew until it was a full-blown grin. Clary just shook her head. Even when he looked like an angel his mouth was the devils own incarnate. "Oh, and Billy over here," he pointed to behind him where a guy with threads was behind a set of drums, "will be helping me a bit."
Without further ado, he made a sign for Billy to start. Three beats from Billy and Jace began playing his guitar. Even with Clary's retirement from music, she knew the song. It was one of her favorite bands, and one of her favorite songs.
And all these stupid silly songs,
keep trying to catch your ear.
I'm trying desperately;
it's just so hard to persevere.
The song wasn't very well known, but Clary knew it by heart and she also knew one thing; Jace was making the song his. Sure, it didn't go with him at all, but he made it look like it did. He was changing every so often a chord in his guitar, or changing the pitch in a certain place, but it sounded good. His voice was not a tenor like the original singer, but it was lower and sent a shiver down Clary's spine every time it vibrated.
Shelter me, oh, genius words.
Just give me strength,
Just to pen these things.
And give me peace to well her wings.
And oh, Oh carry on,
All you Minstrels of the world.
We will catch our ladies' ear.
We will win for us the girl.
He really does have a beautiful voice, thought Clary. Right there, she was reminded of what he had told her, about her having a beautiful voice. Girls were swaying to his voice, as if entrapped in a lullaby, some even with their eyes closed, but most were just staring at him, entrapped by the invisible light he was emanating.
And I'll hold on to the dream,
Of this beggar's plea,
And optimistic fantasy.
Just hold the hand and drop the knee.
You're facing love.
You're embracing melody.
Clary heard a huff from behind her and found Simon glaring at Jace. Clary would have laughed if the atmosphere was not so peaceful. She smiled towards him. Simon looked at her crossed his arms. Clary's grin widened just to hear the last lyrics.
We will catch our ladies' ear.
We will win for us the girl.
Now Clary knew she was imagining stuff, because she could almost swear he looked directly at her after raising his eyes from the guitar. It was so typical for Clary to think guys were onto her. It's necessary to note the sarcasm.
"Just warming you up, guys!" Jace yelled as he stood up from his stool. He took his guitar strap off as a kid came up taking his guitar, trading it for a white electric Fender. The kid also took the stool as Jace grabbed the strap of the Fender and stepped back. As he lifted his arms, his shirt rose, showing his gold tanned skin underneath and– and were those scars? Clary shook her head– she was definitely off today. He grinned big before he started playing.
You, you've got a way of keeping me on my toes.
You've got a way of thinking whatever you do goes.
And I really don't mind 'cause you're keeping me amused.
You treating my love to your god dammed crazy moods.
And I, I forgive you.
I forgive for the truth,
I liked you better when you lied.
And I forgive you being you,
'Cause you were better when you faked every smile.
Now, that sounded more like the Jace she imagined he was. Sure, she didn't know him all that good, but well, his smirks and just his usual annoying self made you think that was how he was, and maybe he was! Who knew?
He was playing his role really good. Grimacing when his words expressed what he was supposed to do and rolling his eyes at places that needed them. Smiling apologetically when he said, "I forgive you" and winking at girls all the time in the whole song.
I, I'm gonna miss watching you while you sleep,
'Cause that was the only time I ever found some peace.
People were up on their feet swaying their hips, arms stretched high. Clary had to admit Jace was "stage worthy" as Jonathan would have once said. He really did know how to take the spotlight.
I can throw my cares away,
Now I know how freedom tastes
And I thank you for the pain,
'Cause now I can deal with anything.
I finally broke away from you!
It was incredible how contradictory the two songs were against each other. One talking about the girl not paying attention to the guy's songs written for her and the other about how the girl is a pain.
Was Jace trying to make a statement? Was he saying he was… bipolar? If so, Clary was the only one that was going to notice the message because she was an analyzer by heart.
And now you're knocking on my front door.
That's what I've been living for.
Excuse me when I laugh my ass off!
And I forgive you for your ways,
Now that I finally got away!
Everybody cheered hard for Jace. The last note was still ringing in the air as he vowed.
"Thanks! You guys have been great!" He smiled big and winked to a few girls while he made his way down the stairs of the stage. Clary looked to Isabelle and Alec and saw them clapping and smiling big at their brother. It was definitely going to take some time for Clary to get used to the news.
Jace was coming over with his two guitars in both hands. His dark green, short-sleeved shirt showed his well-defined muscles to perfection. His dark trousers were hanging low on his waist, a thick black belt supporting them. He walked with a kind of swagger that it would have looked ridiculous on anyone else but him. His radiating confidence obvious in his trademark smirk. And his eyes, filled with a golden spark, staring at her green ones.
Clary's eyes widened and she looked away. He had obviously caught her staring, again. She heard chuckling from the golden boy and she looked up glaring, but he was looking at Alec, who was congratulating him, and at Isabelle, who was scorning him about how conceited he was acting up in the stage. Jace just shook his head, his grin never leaving his face.
"You are jealous that you would never do that, Iz." And if his grin could grow impossibly bigger, it did.
"Whatever." Huffed Isabelle, undignified. Jace shrugged and looked at Clary again.
"Clary. I never thought I would encounter you here." He smiled.
"I can honestly say the same thing." She said back, smiling. "You played really good, by the way." She nodded towards the stage.
"You could have known before today, couldn't you?" He asked. He was referring to the time in the café when he started playing and she ran off.
"Yeah, I could've." She shrugged, "I was in a hurry."
"I noticed," he said, but he wasn't mad. It was like he was curious. Clary shook her head; hopefully he would take that as a sign that she wouldn't explain. Clary felt eyes on them, and she turned to Isabelle, who was questioning silently. Clary mouthed "later". She just nodded.
"OMG! Jacey! That was soo good!" Moments like these were the ones were Clary wished to all the scientists that she was deaf. Kalie, with her group of skanks, came running to Jace, all but desperate. She almost threw herself naked for all she was wearing; a strapless hot-pink dress that looked like it was more a blouse stretched to barely reach her thighs. Clary almost gagged at how much cleavage she was showing. Her five-inch black heals were clacking ridiculously loud for Clary's liking.
She stopped in front of Jace, just a few centimeters away from each other, and smiled grotesquely. Clary thought that maybe Kalie thought it was sexy, and maybe it was, but everything else about her made it look as fake as her boobs.
"Kalie… Thank you." His eyebrow was raised in question, and he stepped away just as Kalie's pink nails were going to start roaming his chest. It didn't seem to matter to her, since she just stepped forward and resumed what she was going to do. This time, he didn't move, and Kalie started conversation and Jace followed along. His smirk growing as Kalie overfilled his ego. Clary rolled her eyes.
"Clary, want to go to the restroom? I think I'm getting sick." She glanced at Isabelle. Her mouth was curved in disgust and Clary couldn't agree less.
"Yeah. I think I'm catching the same bug." Isabelle grinned, hooking her arm on Clary's. They started walking when someone lifted her up from behind, unhooking Isabelle from her arm.
"Hey," said the mystery person from behind her, who didn't become as mysterious as Clary recognized the owner. And also by Isabelle's "Hello, Sebastian."
"Sebastian! Put me down! You know I don't like being lifted!" He chuckled darkly the way he does when he is actually amused. He put her down and Clary turned around to greet him properly. He hugged her, the way that he seemed to love; lifting her off her feet. Clary groaned and he laughed.
"So, what are we supposed to be doing here? Just chilling?" He asked as he looked over the place.
"No. Actually, you missed the reason why we came here." Isabelle answered.
"Really?" He raised an eyebrow. Clary glared. Everybody seemed to be able to do that but her.
"Yes. We came to hear Isabelle's brother sing." Responded Clary.
"Alec can sing? Wow, I never knew tha–" Isabelle cut him off.
"Not Alec, but–"
"Sebastian." Came the velvety voice of none other but Jace, accompanied by the skanks behind him. Sebastian tensed and turned around to meet Jace's smirk.
"Jace." Sebastian answered in the same tone as Jace had, but he was glaring. Clary realized that they didn't really like each other.
"Sebastian! Sweetheart!" Almost as bad as Kalie's voice was Victoria's. She pushed through the group of skanks and sagged against Sebastian's broad chest. Sebastian smiled smugly as he wrapped his arms around Victoria.
"Well, hello there." Clary rolled her eyes. So she had been wrong about Sebastian not falling for a slut. Oh, well.
"Isabelle, if you don't drag me out of here, I am seriously going to throw up." Clary made sure to talk loud enough to be heard over the music playing. Jace grinned at her and Isabelle nodded furiously.
"I second that." She said, and dragged her off to the bar were Simon was talking with a girl with soft brown skin and golden-brown hair stylized in a dozen braids around her head. He saw them approaching and waved them over with a smile.
"Hey, guys! This is Maia! We were just talking about the new online levels in Black Ops for Xbox! She also thinks it's unfair!" Clary rolled her eyes. They had gone over this over a million times. Simon thought it wasn't fair how Xbox had paid for "First Strike" and everyone else who didn't own an Xbox had to wait until March. She told him all the time that he was just jealous. He wouldn't agree. He said it was about pride.
"Hello, Maia. I'm Clary, and this is Isabelle." Clary smiled warmly.
"Hello." Isabelle's gaze was speculative. Someone doesn't like somebody, Clary thought with amusement. Maia didn't seem to reciprocate the sentiment.
"Hey! It's nice to meet you guys." She smiled warmly showing white teeth. She was obviously a gamer with her black T-shirt with Pacman eating a blue ghost. Clary took Simon's sprite and drank some of it.
"Well, I think that settles it. Sebastian can go to hell." Isabelle stated. Clary grinned while Simon looked dumbfounded.
"Did something happen that I missed?" he asked lifting the darn eyebrow.
"Oh, just screeching wheels and nasty flirting. You really got lucky for missing that." She looked over where Sebastian and the skanks were with Jace, but only saw Sebastian advancing on her. "Uh, oh. Got to run!" and she left to go hide.
o.8.o
As much as Jace liked being told how awesome he was, there was a limited amount of high-pitched voices he could take. Yes, his mom and Isabelle were also high-pitched, but Kalie sounded like a rat crying out for help! He just had to tell her he was going to the restroom and went to hide in the utility room. Alec was out there covering for him if it was needed, although he doubted it.
With a few minutes of peace, he decided to reflect on his performance. Every girl out there was secretly in love with him, and a few not so secretly. Example: Kalie. He sighed.
It had been sort of weird finding Clary here. He just didn't imagine her being a friend of Isabelle's, but again, Clary was pretty unpredictable. He had learned that much.
He sighed looking at his surroundings. It was dark, but a window illuminated a bit. There was toilet paper, mops, bags, and a bunch of other extras. He was sitting with his back against the wall. Charles was next to him, showing off his soft red coloring. He had not played bad at all. Jace made a note to polish him later. Alec had taken his white Fender to his car.
The door opened. Someone stepped in. The door closed. A heavy sigh. Then the sound of someone sliding down until hitting the floor.
"Oh, thanks science!" There was only one person Jace knew was atheist. That, and the fact that a red curl was visible in the sliver of light coming from the window.
"Clary?" She yelped and jumped a little. Jace couldn't help but laugh.
"Jace? What are you doing here?" She asked, green eyes luminous like a cats.
"Same thing as you, I bet." She sighed. She stood up and walked over and sat next to him.
"Hiding?" She asked.
"Yep." She laughed. She brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Her chin rested on top of her left knee. "Sebastian?"
"Yeah. Kalie?" She asked, looking at him with her round green eyes.
"Uh-huh." Clary laughed. "What?"
"So much for being the star fifteen minutes ago." Jace felt himself start to grin.
"What are you talking about? I'm still the star! I bet you that everyone out there is still thinking how incredibly sexy my voice is." He wriggled his eyebrows and Clary laughed.
"Sure!" Her voice was dripping sarcasm. They sat in silence.
Jace had many ways of staring conversation but instead he asked something. "So, you like Sebastian?" He could see that the question had caught Clary off guard by the way she stiffened up.
"Well, I've known him for, I think, six or seven years. He was my b–" she stopped. "Never mind." Jace raised an eyebrow, but she just shook her head.
"Was that a yes or no?" Clary shot him a look, but answered nevertheless.
"He's okay. You don't seem to like him all that much yourself."
"No. I don't like him. There is no other way to put it." Clary smiled.
"Kalie seems to have taken a sort of liking towards you." Jace groaned, making Clary laugh.
"Yeah. I think Charles helped too much this time." He said.
"Charles?" She asked. It looked like she was about to call him crazy.
"Yeah. My guitar. You two have met." He smiled as he grabbed it from his side and put it in his lap. She laughed.
"And I thought I was the only that named unanimated objects." She waved at Charles. "Hello, Charles. Finally we get a real introduction." Jace grinned.
"So, what have you named?" She seemed to ponder what to tell him.
"My iPod. His name is Danny. My phone is Ryan. One of my stepfather's daggers. I called it Bob." She smiled.
"A dagger?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah. Luke, my stepfather, he likes collecting rare or beautiful stuff." She shrugged. "I also have a headband. She is Sally. And–" she hesitated, "and Richard. My guitar." He wanted to ask why she hesitated, but before he could, the door opened revealing a dark head and piercing blue eyes. Alec.
"Jace. The coast is clear." He seemed to notice Clary. "Oh. Clary." Alec was glaring at her. "Anyways, you can come out. She's gone." He closed the door.
Clary sighed. "Alec. He doesn't like me that much, does he?" Jace grinned and stood up, offering his hand to help her up. She took it.
"What gave it away, eh? The glares? The venom in his voice when he talks to you?" He grinned. Clary laughed.
"And that's just it! The first we ever talked was today, when I realized he was Isabelle's brother and he had already judged me." She sighed. "He's just jealous of my height. Ah, haters." Jace laughed.
"Why would anyone want to be your height?" Clary grinned as they started walking out of the utility room.
"You'd be surprised."
Yes. I am sort of a gamer. I love CoD, even if I don't own it, or the fact that I suck badly at it. :D
So, you know how I updated just a few days ago? Well, my city is the most unprepared in the world for climate stuff. Honestly, they gave us four days off, minus the weekend. It's crazy! But, well, I'm not arguing! I love it. :D But, tomorrow I go back to school. -.- Oh joy... Anyways, this was a little treat if I don't update by next week. I'll be in theatre and, well, making up work probably so, yeah. Just being practical here. Anywho, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! A lot of you told me what you thought would happen, and nobody guessed correctly, but some of you were close. But you have to count the fact that I was adding new stuff I hadn't planned while writting so yeah. I've also been wanting to tell you guys how thankful I am since I hit fifty reviews, but I always forgot, and now they are eighty-four! Ahhh! I love you guys! A lot! :D
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