Chapter 7
Monday morning came around faster then she would have liked to admit. Last night she had fallen asleep with Jace next to her, but when she woke the next morning he was nowhere to be seen. He must have gone throughout the night. She sat at her drawing desk, completing her third sketch in her brand new sketch book dedicated to Jace. She had stuck to her word and sketched 'Gazing at the Endless Night' first, shading perfectly the shadows that crossed his face as he looked up at the moon, his fingers securing around the cigarette. Then she sketched Jace at the park from yesterday as he tilted his head back while looking into the sun, the sunlight making him more golden than ever. She had even drawn him half naked as he cook at the stove in just an apron.
There was a light knock on the door as Jace entered her room. She had told him when he came to get her to just let himself in with the key under the plant pot since he had offered to take her too school. How could she say no? She looked up to see him, his hair still slightly damp from a shower, wearing his jeans and a white shirt which stuck to his body with a brown leather jacket. It was defiantly a good view
"Hello Ginge" He grinned making her scowl.
"Hello Blondie" she muttered back.
"So are your going to school in your pyjamas?" he asked amused as he leant against her doorframe. She slowly looked down and a blushed claimed her cheeks as she realised in horror Jace was going to see her in her Pokémon pyjamas.
"Uhh" she stuttered out. "No, just give me too seconds" and with that she bolted, grabbing some clothes and locking herself in the bathroom.
She exited the bathroom minutes later in a small cream dress on with light pink flowers scattered across, accompanied by a thin brown belt around her waist and a denim jacket and brown boots. Her hair was tied up into a ponytail and she had the bare minimum make up on.
"Do I look okay?" she fretted as she slowly stepped into the orange room. He gaped at her for a few seconds before he answered.
"Are you seriously asking me that?" She cringed.
"Oh god I look awful don't I" she moaned, already walking to the wardrobe, until she felt his warm hand encircling her wrist, turning her back to him.
"Clary" he coaxed, his expression was warm and kind and she felt herself relax immediately, not realising she was tensing.
"You look beautiful, as usual. Now come on, or were going to be late".
He grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the apartment in double time. However she couldn't seem to concentrate on any of her surroundings, but the words he had spoken. 'You look beautiful, as usual'. Jace thought she was beautiful. This had a bigger impact then what she would have liked to admit. They reached the outside of the apartment without walking into Dorthea for their luck, and Clary found her eyes hommed in on a Brand New Red Jeep Grand Cherokee SRT. Her mouth smacked open, as she took it in, in all of its glory.
"Please tell me this is your car" she whispered in awe staring bug eyed. She heard him chuckling as she walked forward, her hand softly stroking the paint work.
"Sure is" he chirped and Clary felt a grin overcoming her face. In her giddy state she danced on her feet, bouncing on her heels as her eyes raked over the thing of beauty. She squealed, giggled and skipped around it, looking at every part with amazement. It was sparkling away with the morning sun like it was straight out of a car magazine. She had never been in such a fancy car in her life, considering she spent most the time either on the subway or bus. Minutes later she heard the hum of the electric window being pulled down, and she slowly tilted her head up to find Jace, looking at her with a strange expression.
"Can we go to school yet? You've been ogling my car for 10 minutes, longer than you've ever looked at my body and that makes me nervous Clary I have to say". That's what you don't know She subconsciously thought but complied and got into the car, her bum shifting around the leather seats as her fingers traced the lining.
"Thank you" he sighed rolling his eyes before he sped off the driveway, a lot faster than the speed limit allowed.
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He was parked in the car park 15 minutes later. She groaned and smacked her head on the dashboard repeatedly.
"Okay I can do this" she mumbled quietly, trying to encourage herself. The truth was she was terrified. What would happen with Simon? Would he ignore her? Should she be the one to say sorry? All these questions call came with no answers.
"Clary" he murmured quietly and she looked up, to see his face much closer than she realised. His cool breath fanned over her face as his liquid gold eyes bored into hers. She couldn't find it in her to back away. His hand came up and cupped her cheek, his thumb stroking the skin and she naturally leaned into it.
"He's an absolute idiot" he whispered. "Anyone would be to treat you like that". Her cheeks burned with the intensity of his words.
"Thank you" she whispered back as her eyes burned a little with unshed tears. His eyes suddenly became broken and she couldn't understand why. It was like looking through a shattered window. He mutely nodded once before backing away and getting out of the car double pace. Her body numbly followed.
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"So is it true?" Magnus squealed excitedly clapping his hands together as she sat down, after queuing a ridiculous amount of time for food.
"Is what true?" she asked innocently, pretending to be oblivious. She crumbled a section of her blueberry muffin and washed it down with her carton of orange, grimacing at the dry texture as it stuck in her throat.
"You and Jace, together for two nights unsupervised. Then" he continued his rant, raising his voice. "He brings you to school in his Jeep!?"
"Magus we…"
"Had nights of sexual romance in between the sheets, we even did a bit of yoga together" Jace winked as he climbed in beside Clary, Alec settling next to Magnus. Her cheeks turned a traitor against her as they bloomed red. She punched him on the arm.
"Ow" he pouted.
"It was nothing" she clarified as Jace gasped dramatically.
"How quickly you dismiss our love" he said clutching his heart. She turned to look and him and scowled.
"So your friends now?" Magnus questioned as he pointed between them.
"You could say that" Clary confirmed turning back to Magnus. "He got promoted from being an obnoxious, self centred asshole to a bearable friend".
"Who couldn't love me? Perfect looks, god like body and the mothers love me. Who wouldn't want their beautiful daughters squired around by yours truly?" He grabbed Clary muffin and bit into it, chewing for a few seconds before grimacing. "This literally tastes like cardboard". He mumbled still chewing.
"I'm fully aware" she countered, smirking at him. Magnus turned to Alec and immersed him in conversation, clearly bored by the two.
"Everyone seems to be talking about our little rendezvous this weekend". He whispered gently in her ear, making her slightly jump as her body warmed in delight. She turned to face him, their faces close enough so that she could see the long blonde eyelashes that swept up.
"I've heard, all those swooning women want my head on a stick".
"Ah, don't worry I'll protect you with my dazzling charms" he teased while grinning and flexing his muscles. She scoffed and turned to Magnus.
"Magnus have you spoke to Simon?" she queried, trying to sound make her voice level though it sounded like she had just trapped her finger in the door. Magnus turned back to her and sighed.
"No" he sighed downcast. "He just ignored me earlier in Maths". Clary frowned.
"Oh" she breathed. She lifted her head and scanned the canteen, looking for the messy flop of curls, but found no Simon. Or even Isabelle for that fact. She felt her heart break a little inside as she turned back to the table. Magnus looked at her with a sad smile before joining in the boys conversations. She ignored them after that; picking at her muffin trying to work out the puzzle Simon had created.
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She walked the hallways alone on the way to Maths, already 5 minutes late from slow walking. She felt empty and alone with her best friend being angry at her. The worst part was, she didn't know what she had done. Was it her fault? Was this her being replaced as Simon didn't need her anymore? She sighed and watched her feet slap against the floor in a uniformed order, thinking about comical it was that her life felt like one big giant bitch slap to the face. She turned the last corner to find a familiar figure leaning against the wall opposite the class door.
"Simon?" Clary whispered in astonishment as her body froze. His head shot up and she saw the large purple bags under his eyes as they widened. The brown iris's that had once told her 'she was the most beautiful girl on the world, even if she did have girl cooties' looking so warm and inviting. He shifted so quickly Clary didn't even realise it under she was in his arms, her face buried deep in his chest. She didn't say anything, but satisfied her own selfish needs as her arms tightly wrapped around Simon's waist.
"I'm sorry, I love you, I'm so sorry" he whispered repeatedly in her hair and she felt the warm tears escape her face as they soaked into his blue top.
"I missed you" she cried and tightened her grip.
"Please forgive me" he hastily apologized, pulling back and taking her face in his hands. She didn't even have to think about it, as her head nodded enthusiastically. His mouth turned into a large grin.
"Honestly Clary I don't know what was wrong with me I just…" He cut off as Clary pressed her finger to his lips with a smile.
"Shut up Simon and hug me would you? I'm having a moment" he chuckled and pulled her close against him again as she felt the blissful moment sink in.
"We are so going laser quest" he murmured into her hair and she giggled. It was Simon and Clary's place, and only their place.
"You're paying"
"Deal"
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"So are you like together?" she began as she curled her free hand into her curls. She heard Simon sigh through the phone.
"Yeah". She gasped, flopping back onto her bed, her springs groaning in resistance.
"Oh my god Simon you are going out with Isabelle Lightwood. Like thee Isabelle Lightwood!"
"I'm fully aware of who she is Clary" She scoffed.
"I know. I was just phrasing" she mumbled sulkily. Who would have thought her nerdy Simon would be going out with the coolest girl? She still couldn't believe he had lost his virginity before her. All these strange occurrences in her life had her convinced next she was going to see an alien. Maybe a deadly virus would erupt where everyone turned into gay party zombies. Or maybe she would fall in love with a vampire. She wouldn't mind the last option.
"Clary!" she jumped on the spot.
"Huh?" she asked dazed.
"You were in Clary world again" he sighed, making her pout.
"I like Clary world" she protested, however Simon ignored her.
"What about you and Jace. You seem very buddy buddy". She couldn't help the smile that erupted on her face.
"We are buddy buddy. In fact he's here right now" she said, turning to see Jace looking at her with a raised eyebrow as he lounged on the other end of her bed.
"WHAT" He shouted down the phone, making her wince as she lifted it from her ear.
"Thanks Simon I think I have permanent hearing loss from that one" she grumbled.
"Oh sorry" he apologized amused. "Anyway I've gotta go, Izzy's threatening me with pouring Ice Cream down my trousers and it's sounds cold. Like arctic cold. In fact the threats seem to get increasingly worse as I keep talking"
"Hurh" she hummed thoughtfully. "Very effective. Il have to try that out" she mused focusing on Jace, who was now raising both eyebrows.
"Whatever Fray" he chuckled then hung up. She couldn't help the goofy grin stretching over her face.
"So I'm guessing your all lovie dovie again" Jace drawled with a scrunched face and a bored tone. She frowned.
"Lovie dovie?" she asked. "Please I tried dating Simon and it was a little incesty". His finger was suddenly pointing at her face.
"That is defiantly not a word Clary. First you try guitaring in music, and now it's incesty" She shrugged.
"I think they suit for my purposes just fine". He nodded for a second before his body snapped up, his eyes widening considerately.
"Wait did you say you and Simon dated?" he asked incredulously.
"Yeah like 5 years ago. Didn't work. We kissed and then we both decided we would rather kiss an old lady's wrinkly bum". She replied, crinkling her face in disgust of the thought.
"Wow weasel face must have been bad" he chuckled. She slapped his arm.
"Behave for once would you. And his name is Simon" she pouted, trying not to laugh. He held his hands up in defeat.
"Fine fine, whatever. The boys name is Sherlock."
"Simon" she replied angrily.
"Suzanne". She huffed.
"Simon".
"Simone?"
"Simon"
"Shaun"
"Simon" she said a little louder gritting her teeth.
"Sheldon"
"SIMON. What part of 'his name is Simon' don't you understand?" she cried out annoyed making him laugh
"God you're so easy to wind up. It's absolutely adorable when you get all flushtered" he grinned, his fingers tracing her heated cheeks.
"I'm going to kick you out if you don't behave" she warned. He mockingly gasped, slapping his hand to his mouth.
"You wouldn't". She grinned.
"Oh I would. In fact I'd go so far as to lock you in with Dorthy downstairs. She likes a hunky man". He cringed as her grin widened.
"No thanks. I'd rather stay for Pizza"
"That's what I thought" she said with a wink.
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She presumed the Lightwoods were now permanent members of the canteen table, as when Clary reached it, they were all there, chatting and eating away like it was a normal Tuesday lunch. She sat down and marvelled at how relaxed and normal everything felt at the table.
"Me and Simon have decided we should all go out this weekend. So let's hear some suggestions" Isabelle revealed excitedly. The table was suddenly silent. Clary was completely blank, she was never good at ideas. Plus she didn't really want to go out, seeing as it would interrupt her pyjama weekend. It seemed Magnus was the only one that actually cared since her Alec and Jace started to act inconspicuous.
"Sleepover" Magnus squealed with jazz hands. "No wait, a water park!"
"Magnus" Clary sighed tiredly. "You're just picking anything that will involve Alec taking clothes off". Jace laughed while Alec blushed a deep red. Magnus pouted in response.
"No it's a great idea. Water Park it is!" Isabelle squeaked. Clary groaned. She hated being in a bikini in front of people. On the plus side she would see Jace without a top on, his light golden tanned skin over them muscles, except he wouldn't be in the water this time so she could see his body more clearly. She wondered if it would feel like when he had put her palms on his chest.
"Clary? Earth to Clary". Clary was jolted from her daydream as her eyes focused again to see she had been staring at Jace's body. He had one eyebrow raised in question, smirking slightly as her cheeks burned.
"What?" She asked still a little dazed.
"We've all agreed about the idea of going to the Waterpark while you've been staring at my dazzling body". He leaned in closer. "I can guess what you've been thinking about" he murmured, making her blush harder.
"Ugh seriously?" she moaned, trying to cover her embarrassment.
"Yes" Magnus almost shouted in excitement.
"Fine" she said giving up. "Fine whatever".
"Hey sexy" a sickly sweet voice called near Clary, making her bones go ridged. Her head snapped in the direction to see Seelie standing over Jace, smirking with her unnatural pink lips. Her long blonde dyed hair was unnaturally straight as it hit her boobs, which were tightly pressed against her top. Jace himself didn't look pleased, or even look at her as he was just admiring his nails.
"Seelie" he mumbled. Her mouth smacked up and down as she chewed on her gum so loudly Clary had to close her eyes and bite her lips so no verbal abuse came out. It was harder than she thought.
"You want to spend some time together baby, I've been craving you". Seelie pouted. Jealously flared in her stomach, as she swallowed the bile rising in her stomach. It was defiantly the most disgusting pick up line she had ever heard.
"Clary are you okay?" Simon asked quietly under his breath, probably so only she could hear, however she felt everyone's eyes on her. She opened her eyes and forced a smile at him, though it probably came out more like a grimace.
"I'm fine Simon". She steadily pronounced, trying to ignore the events around her. Seelie scoffed.
"What's her problem? You're jealous because he wants me instead of you ginge?" Clary clamped her fists so tight under the table she felt pins and needles forming as she tried to keep her anger low. Unfortunately for her, when she looked into the girls blue eyes that restraint dissolved immediately. She saw Jace regarding her strangely in the corner of her eye but she didn't pay attention, her mouth about to burst.
"No Seelie" she said strained. "My problem is how loud you're chewing your fucking gum. It sounds like your licking a cows fucking asshole and it's really starting pissing me off". She was surprised how calm and level her voice was, yet sounding venomous . Seelie looked so surprised that her mouth popped open gaping as the blood drained from her face, even under the layers or makeup.
"Now that's better" Clary said with a bitchy smile. The table was completely silent for what felt like hours before a booming laugh interrupted the new found silence. Jace clapped his hands together and doubled over the table as his howls of laughter echoed around the canteen, the rest of the table joining in soon after, leaving Clary glaring at Seelie. She huffed and turned away, the clinking of her heels proof of her departure.
"Oh God" Jace chocked out, still laughing. "That was brilliant. Amazing". He cried before grabbing her shoulders and lightly shaking her.
"How do you come up with this stuff?" She let a small smile claim her lips.
"I honestly have no idea" she admitted.
"Woo Woo bitch train coming through" Magnus shouted earning some weird looks around the canteen. This did make Clary laugh.
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"Are we there yet?"
"No".
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"Are we there now?" She huffed.
"Clary we are not there and still not there since you have been asking every 10 seconds".
"Humph" she huffed, crossing her arms. "I'm bored".
"We've been walking for 15 minutes Clary".
"But you could have drove!" She cried, already feeling her muscles burn in her legs. Plus she really wanted to feel the leather seats again, considering she had always been accustomed to the subway.
"Oh shut up" he chuckled, as he threw an arm over her shoulder. She was in too much pain from her stomach cramps to even complain about the gesture. Finally they walked up to the small café 'Java Jones'. She picked up the pace and rushed through the door, ready to settle on any sofa Simon had reserved. She saw Izzy and Simon cuddling up on one of the love seats, looking way to lovey dovey for her human eyes. She skipped over, not bothering to wait for Jace to see they had left her with another love seat, just for her and Jace.
"Oh you have to be kidding me" she mumbled before plopping onto the seat, her arms crossed in anger with a scowl on her face.
"Thank you Simon for saving me a sofa. Oh don't worry Clary it really wasn't an issue. Did you know you're the bestest friend in the whole wide world!"
"Those words have never left my mouth" her nose crinkled. "And I defiantly don't sound like the impression your doing"
"It was pretty close" he defended himself.
"I do not sound like Miss Piggy Simon!" she cried. He batted a hand in annoyance, ending the argument immediately. She looked up to see Jace smirking down at her, his mouth just opening to present a crude comment most likely.
"Don't you dare say a word" she hissed, pointing a finger at him. His smirk kept in place, but didn't say a word, lifting his hands in innocence.
"Good" she muttered and watched as he walked off to the counter.
"Il get you a refill baby" she heard Simon say softly, pecking Isabelle's lips before deserting the two girls completely. Clary felt a little nervous being left with Isabelle as she never had to have a conversation with her. In fact, she was sure she hadn't said one word to the women.
For the first 5 minutes Clary awkwardly looked around, refraining from looking at Isabelle at all cost. She examined Jace closely instead as he stood at the counter, towering over Simon as he flirted with the barista. Of course he would. She then people watched for a couple seconds before the silence became too painful. She turned back around to see Isabelle looking at her with her head tilted, as if she was examining a weird alien specimen. It made her nervous, getting scrutinised by the most beautiful girl Clary knew.
"So" Clary said awkwardly then winced, realising the single word made situations 100x worse. Isabelle laughed with a light tinker.
"God he was right. You are so naturally awkward that it's cute". Clary scowled.
"Simon is the same, in fact he's more awkward then me!" She accused. Isabelle nodded.
"I know. He tried to make conversation through sex" she giggled as a disturbed Clary sat on the other side. She defiantly didn't want details.
"But I was talking about Jace" she finished. Clary looked away, annoyed he had called her cute. She didn't want to be cute.
"Are you and Jace dating?" she asked curiously. Clary immediately chocked on thin air as her eyes popped out of their sockets.
"WHAT!" she cried making the whole café go silent. She turned to assess the damage to see everyone, including Simon and Jace looking at her with an odd expression, before the café started to become louder once more. She gritted her teeth for a second before turning back to Isabelle.
"No. Why would you think that?" Izzy shrugged.
"No reason" she said amused, like she knew something. Before Clary could say another word Jace packed himself in the small gap on the sofa, squeezing Clary over. He handed her over a coffee and her hands hugged the mug. She leant down, smelling the bitter scent that wafted through the air.
"Mhmm" she hummed, her mind already forgetting the previous words spoken as her lips touched the warm liquid.
"Do you have to take up so much room?" Jace gruffed in annoyed and she scowled at him for a second, before shuffling to the side. Again this wasn't right so she shuffled at more of an angle. Again this wasn't right. Clary was losing patience.
"For Christ's sake" she muttered and sat sideways putting her legs across his as her back scrunched into the corner. It was much comfier like this, although she was almost sitting on his lap. She pointed a finger at Jace.
"Don't you dare move an inch or I swear to god, I will rip off your manhood" He blanched a little as Isabelle laughed. Simon whistled.
"I defiantly wouldn't move if I was you" he smirked, settling back into Izzy.
"I think I understand the importance of my junk, thank you Sandra" Clary smacked his arm, making Jace yelp. Simons face turned bright red, though he didn't comment a word. She brought her coffee cup to her lips once again and let the bitterness sweep through her tastebuds, giving her instant energy. She sighed, her eyes flickering shut in delight.
"I didn't know you were a coffee lover" his honey voice murmured. She smiled as she looked into his golden eyes.
"If I didn't have coffee I would probably be dead. It's the best thing in the whole world. Well expect for chocolate. But then I find with chocolate that sometimes that you can get a little sick of it, though there is hot chocolate which is".
"You're mumbling" he commented laughing. Clary had a habit of mumbling to herself when she was going off topic. She stuck her tongue out at him like the mature adult she was. She looked over to speak to Simon when her virgin eyes laid witness upon Izzy's tongue in Si's mouth, playing a serious game of tonsil hockey. She grimaced and turned back to Jace who was smirking at her.
"Well this is pleasant" she said in an exaggerated chirpy voice, avoiding at all costs looking back in their direction again for the sake of her stomach. "I don't know what's worse, there very public display or cringy pizza delivery porn".
"Everybody loves pizza delivery porn" he argued with a smirk, before leaning forward slightly. "We could be doing the same"
"In your dreams goldie". But he had already put an arm around her waist pulling her to him, until she easily slid into his lap, her back slightly leaning against his shoulder.
"Well this is better" he murmured silkily in her ear, the exact same words he had said when he had pulled her against him in the pool. The contact made her body cover in goose bumps, as she felt him all around her. Her blood trembled with the frantic beat of her heart as it rushed around her body, igniting her.
"You just can't help yourself can you?" She asked a little breathlessly, ignoring her pleading body.
"I'm afraid I can't. Why aren't you wearing a skirt today?" he asked, plumping his bottom lip out. Clary was in her ripped black skinny jeans and a green camisole top today.
"Thought I'd change it up" she replied simply, shrugging her shoulders.
"At least they show the shape of your body" he breathed, seeming lost in his own world. She shivered as his breath fanned along her cheek, bringing the red tint to them. He was going to be the death of her. Jace looked back over to the love birds on the other love seat.
"I'd give you 50 dollars if you can throw something into their mouths". His eyes were back on hers with a challenge, something she found hard to ignore. She smirked before risking another quick peek at the couple, assessing her chances. She could see their hands tangled in each other's hair as their tongues and teeth clashed together in passion. It was strangely disturbing. She opened her bag not saying a word as she rummaged through her possessions, looking for anything disposable for the cause. She only found a rubber band and 4 pencils.
"Okay" she squared her shoulders, ready for business. "These are my supplies for the challenge". She arranged them on her legs, picking at the rubber band first and attached it to her fingers like a slingshot, looking at Jace who nodded his approval. She took a deep breath and turned to the couple, lifting her hands up and squinted her eyes as she aimed. Then she let it fly. Unfortunately Clary's aim had never been too good. So much so that the rubber band went sailing over their heads, towards the tables of innocent bystanders. Clary felt her face morph in horror as the band whacked an innocent coffee shop customer straight on the forehead, before plonking off their skin and splattering into their coffee. As it turns out, this innocent bystander was none other than Mr Winston. Clary's Chemistry teacher. After her initial gasp of shock she flew forward in her seat, bring Jace down with her, hiding behind the passionate embrace of the love birds.
"Jesus Christ Red" Jace murmured astonished, looking just as shocked as she was. "I don't know whether to applaud you or not". She watched him peek up, looking at the man before a devilish smile came across his mouth. He clearly realised who it was too. Jace's laugh suddenly boomed out and Clary's natural instincts made her hand fly out, smacking him loudly across the mouth to silence him.
"Ow" he heard him mumble as his soft pink lips moved over her warm skin. She watched him for a few seconds scowling, trying to convey how annoyed she was when she saw Jace's eyes widen before connecting back to hers. This told her enough as the both dived for the café's floor, landing on all 4's. Clary scrambled away to the nearest cover which happened to be under someone's table as she watched Jace hide behind the love seats. They both locked eyes with fear before turning to where they were sitting before, there coffees abandoned as a very angry Mr Winston and a waiter looked around.
Clary clamped her teeth over her bottom lip as she watched the teachers skin turn a brighter shade of red over his bald head in his anger as he stormed around the café looking for them. That's when Clary saw a silver object drop into her view. A fork. She watched in slow motion as it slowly bounced off the wooden floor, glinting against the cafes lights before settling on the wooden floor, reflecting Clary's terrified expression back at her. She sucked in a deep breath as her body tensed, praying to any god that was there to listen to her. She let her eyes wander up to see a Jace with his eyes bulging out, flickering from her to something above. That's when Clary knew the inevitable was going to happen. Before she could even brace herself with a plan, a women's head slowly appeared from above the table as she reached for her fork. That's how Clary found herself face to face with the blonde haired women. After a couple seconds of staring at each other Clary did the only thing that came to mind. Greet her.
"Hi there" Clary said in her most professional voice with a cheesy grin to complement it. The women's face stared at her for a few more seconds before she started to scream.
The women's head bolted right back up and Clary knew she only had one option. Run. So that's what she did, racing past a confused Simon and Izzy as Jace too, started to leg it out of Java Jones. Her feet pounded mercifully onto the concrete paths as she weaved in-between the heavy New York Traffic, occasionally bumping into random pedestrians and throwing a sorry over her shoulder as they didn't slow their pace. Jace's hand clamped over hers as he started to drag her down a random alley way. She followed blindly, but not before peeking over her shoulders, seeing Mr Winston only just running out of the café. It was a lucky escape.
Finally after another 5 minutes of sprinting Jace let go of Clary's hand and rested against the brick wall, his hands resting above his knees. Clary followed suit, sucking in the missing air as her body ached all over. She was never one for physical pursuits. Her eyes stung from being dry as her feet felt sore from the uncomfortable shoe wear.
"What the fuck just happened?" she heard Jace breathlessly ask but she didn't reply as she carried on heavily breathing. It felt like hours before her lungs stopped burning and her breathing regulated. That's when the uncontrollable giggling burst out of her body. Her body shook as her knees collapsed on to pavement, her laugh becoming hysterical as she braced her hands down, feeling her stomach cramping up. She heard his booming laugh carry with hers suddenly and they continued to laugh away the night, tears streaming down their face. It was a good life with Jace Herondale she began to realise.
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So its me again, back with another chapter. YAY! I've been so busy so I'm trying to fit everything in including this, so I hope I didn't keep you guys waiting too long :)
I would just like to say I absolutely adore you guys. Your reviews are so amazing and I love reading them, so please keep them coming in. They make my day at work.
So what are we thinking? I couldn't stop laughing as I wrote the café scene, picturing it out. Simon and Clary are okay YAY! A bit more friendly Jace and Clary as they build up there friendship, and some Sizzy action. Loved when Clary confronted Seelie (What a bitch hey!?)
Everything but the ideas are owned by Cassandra Clare.
