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As Clary lay on her bed next to Gent in her regular tank and shorts, she smelt something burning. Looking down at her stomach, she saw a piece of A4 paper.

"Who's it from?" asked Gent curiously as she unfolded the piece of paper and read it through.

"New Yorkers." That just made Gent flinch. "Could you pass me a pen and a stele?" Gent wanted to question the stele but kept it to himself. Once he gave her the two items, she started to write in her average looking writing and passed the paper for Gent to read.

Isabelle and Jace,

Your fault. All of it. You insulted me, now I'm gone. Deal with it. Fuck off and leave me alone. I'm not giving you any chances to explain or any hints to where I am since you don't deserve it. If you really meant what you said, Jace, I don't believe you. Isabelle: I know you didn't say anything, but you implied that you thought I was as much of a loser as everyone else said I was. So, get your heads out of your asses and get over it.

With that said, Ave Atque Vale.

Clary.

P.S. I changed my number. Try to find me if you will, but I'm gone. Oh, and did I mention, FUCK OFF.

"Perfect," said Gent as he leaned over to kiss her and hand the note back. Clary drew a rune which Gent had never seen before.

"It's a blocking rune. They can't reach me though fire message anymore." Gent smiled at this and watched as she drew the fire rune to send the note away. As the last of the fire burned the note away, Gent leaned in close and whispered into her ear.

"I love you." Clary knew that he said it a little early but knew what he felt. They fell in the love the moment they both each other.

"I love you too," she said back with the natural sweetness in her voice. They butterfly kissed each other for a while until it was 10:30. Gent forced Clary to sleep at that time since they had school. For once, Clary wasn't the only responsible one.

In the morning, Spadix woke Clary up to get her dressed into something 'hot' for school. Though she didn't want to, Clary gave in and let her do whatever she wanted. With Izzy, she never understood what makeup did or how clothes suggested how you felt or anything. She just had to admit it to herself. Isabelle Lightwood was shallow. Spadix was deeper, and she was great with clothes. Now, Clary understood what colour would match her and why. Isabelle just threw her clothes and made her wear them without an explanation.

"You're done!" Clary now had her hair in a side braid, and her eyes an amazing blue. The yellowish eyeshadow made her eyes hint of gold and the white shirt made her look radiant. She wore red jeans and green neon converse. Finally, something she was use to. Jeans and converse plus the tee.

"Good, now go shove your ass in Argenteus's face." Clary laughed at her and made her way down the steps, Spadix squealing in excitement since she didn't deny anything she said.

Once Spadix was in the kitchen dangerously making sausages, Gent came down and pecked Clary on the lips. The light sound of a kiss alerted Spadix but Gent was already at the fridge. She glanced at Clary in suspicion but she was busy staring down at her cereal. She shrugged and continued overcooking her sausages. While that was happening, Gent and Clary grinned at each other, stifling their laughter.

Once the trio finished training and headed off to school, they spoke with the other Shadowhunters and promised not to tell a single soul of Clary's arrival. After what happened last night, Clary knew that she needed to tell them. After all, they were her friends. Her friends that she could trust.

"Are you guys going to come over today?" asked Gent. "I think Spadix needs a Shadowhunter to talk to. She's becoming all mundane again. You know, the squealing, fingerling, clothes, makeup-"

"We'll come," the group said in unison.

"What's so bad about Spadix acting like a mundane? I was raised one," Clary questioned.

"The thing with Spadix is that every time she goes all out with mundane issues and gossip, her training gets less since she's so obsessed with it. And if she doesn't train regularly, she could loose her status and get kicked out of the Institute." Clary's mouth dropped.

"They can do that?"

"The Clave can. Not that we went them to but, we don't seem to have a choice," Kate explained. Clary nodded her head in understanding. There really was no fighting with the Clave. Not even the Enclave actually.

"So, after school, my car." The group nodded. "I need to go get something back at the Institute. I'll see you at 3rd period." Gent gave a kiss on Clary's cheek and left without another word.

"How many days have you been here?" asked Janice.

"I think it's just over a day or two. I don't bother keeping count."

"And he fell for you that fast?" said Kate with wide eyes.

"What? Is that weird?"

"He's never had a girlfriend before, if you call that weird."

"Nope, I don't call that weird."

"At least we know you'll be good to him," said Carmendaine patting her on the shoulder.

"Thanks."

With that said, they waved goodbyes to each other, preparing for their last two periods of the day.

As everyone came in one by one to Gent's car, they were now only missing Kate who went to get Spadix. They came 10 minutes late since she was talking about 1D which was the hardest thing to pry her away from.

Once they all were in the seven seated SUV (that belonged to the Institute), Spadix instantly shot up in realization of why everyone was heading for the Institute.

"This is why you took me away from my future husband?!" Clary had to burst out laughing.

"Spadix, the Clave," Carmendaine warned. She opened her mouth to protest against him but realize that there was nothing she could say that would top all of his comebacks he had ready to spit out.

Once they arrived at the Institute, everyone planned that Spadix was to be immediately sent to the training room with Kate and Janice; while Brendanvelk and Carmendaine would sat by the sidelines just to keep watch.

"I'm taking Clary upstairs."

"Where upstairs?" asked Spadix as she was being pushed towards the corridor.

"The roof."

"HELL I KNEW IT! JANICE, YOU OWE ME 10 BUCKS!" Janice rolled her eyes and kept pushing her through the corridor.

"What's so special about the roof?" Clary asked as he led her towards a door through the living room. There was a wine cellar behind it, but Gent just walked towards it and slid over the wine shelf that stood at the wall opposite them. Behind it was a stone staircase that spiralled up.

"Come on, it's not as scary as it looks." Clary took Gent's offered hand and went up the stairs that got her slightly dizzy. On the walls were torches and pictures of the olden days of the HK Shadowhunters. Most of them were Asian looking, but that didn't really matter to Clary. They were all well known and they had rights to be famous.

Once Gent slid open a door at the top of the staircase, a slight breeze caught Clary in the eye but she walked on with Gent by her side.

On the roof there were beautiful plants everywhere, a gazebo, and a table set for two underneath rows of twinkling lights.

"When did you do all this?"

"When I said I had to get something during lunch." Gent guided Clary slowly towards the table. There were little sandwiches under a glass dome which looked really good. "I didn't know which ones you'd like so I just chose the most basic kind to make." Clary looked at the little triangular breads that were set out neatly to form a little heart on the plate.

"You made these?" She was shocked since they looked gourmet.

"Yeah. All under fifteen minutes. That has to be a record." Gent was being such a great boyfriend, she didn't know how else to repay him.

"I can't believe you did all this for me. No one has ever put so much effort into making me happy." Clary kissed him on the lips, enjoying every second that they were in the position. "Thank you. But, I've got nothing to give you."

"You don't have to. Being yourself if good enough for me." Clary smiled pulled Gent into a wholehearted hug.

"Thank you. I don't know how else to tell you that I love you. No one has ever accepted me like this before. I love you so much, I can't describe it."

"You don't have to. I love you too." Gent slowly let go of Clary and moved her towards the seats that were seats that were set right next to each other. "I know you don't like to talk about Jace, but what you did last night, what he said to you, did you feel anything?" Clary knew he wasn't going to let this go until she answered him. And since they're together and in her heart she knew that he was his, she gave him the truth.

"I thought I did. I mean, he's the one who introduced me to the Shadow World, but he never let me do anything for myself. He just wanted to be the hero in every story I'm in. I gave him the attention he wanted, but the attention he gave me wasn't the kind that I wanted, or needed. I felt a spark, but nothing so great as this. With him, I felt a single spark. But with you, I feel fireworks. I know we're moving fast, me being your first girlfriend and all-" Gent opened his mouth to ask how she knew but she kept talking, "Kate told me about it." She paused for a minute. "After leaving New York, just everything behind me, I felt a whole weight being lifted off my shoulders. And when I met you, I felt even better. The sense of relief was getting bigger and so is my love for you. Believe when I say that I'm never going back."

"I believe you."