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Clary leaned against the white wash wall of Izzy's living room, her cell phone held up to her ear.
"Sorry Simon, I can't come over and play Halo with you." She sighed,
"Aw, why not?" Simon wined; she could hear beeping and buzzing noises in the background and could only guess they were from his playstation, "Shoot! Godammit," he breathed cursing into the phone.
"Simon, Simon! Put down the controller when you're on the phone!" Clary face palmed herself, but dropping her hand realizing that Simon could obviously not see her.
"Okay, it's on pause. So why can't you come over?" Simon said, the sounds from his playstation coming from his end of the phone stopping to a silence.
"Izzy is forcing me to come with her to a party Sebastian is holding,"
"Sebastian Verlac? That douche bag?" Clary could hear the disgust from the other end of the phone.
"Apparently he's let's say, acquaintances with Alec now."
"Wait hold up, hold up." Simon breathed through the phone. "Who are these people again? Izzy, Alec?"
Clary sighed in annoyance and rolled her eyes.
"Remember? I was telling you about them the other day? New neighbours, pay attention,"
"Sorry," Clary heard the game restarting in the background as Simon breathed heavily through the phone.
"Simon I'll call you later then, See ya." She said, sliding the top layer of her phone down, she tucked it into her pocket and leaned forward against the staircase rail looking down into the living room.
Jocelyn sat with Maryse, murmuring and laughing together. Jocelyn stretched out her hand and expanded her fingers, a slim sliver ring curled around her ring finger.
It glistened in the light, a diamond nestled in the middle of it as Jocelyn laughed, throwing her head back, and her dark crimson curls bouncing around her head.
Clary smiled, she was glad that her mother was happy and excited for the wedding, Luke had proposed on a date with Jocelyn at the beach, the night when he told Clary the good news.
Clary also knew her mother was also stressing, Jocelyn now had no job as the bookstore was sold, and she couldn't earn enough by selling her paintings. She secretly worried for her as well.
A hand slapped her on her back, making Clary straighten her back and turn her head towards the person.
It was Isabelle.
"Come on Clary, we have to get you ready for the party." She said, dragging her along by the arm into her room.
Clary stuffed her hands into the pockets of her hoodie.
"I don't understand why you have to make such a big fuss of the party, I mean it's just like a house party."
Izzy ignored her and left Clary on her bed, she bounced into her walk in wardrobe and began opening and closing drawers and flipping through racks of clothes.
"I don't think any of your clothes would fit me anyway." Clary grumbled, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Your right," Izzy replied from the closet, "None of my dresses will fit you, but maybe..."
Clary felt panic rising in her throat, she didn't know what Isabelle had in store for her and she didn't want to find out.
"What – why don't I just go back home and grab one of those dresses you made my buy?", Clary stammered helplessly.
"Not enough time, we have an hour before the party! Here this is perfect!" She threw a skimpy black dress-shirt thing at Clary.
Clary held it at arm's length, observing it. She looked at Isabelle, who was leaning against the door frame and smirking at her.
"But but-"
She cut Clary off, "no buts Clary go put it on and put these on as well;" a pair of fishnet stockings got thrown at her.
Clary groaned in frustration and stomped her way into Izzy's bathroom. She slid the black shirt-dress whatever on. It clung tightly to her skin, brushing across the top of her thighs.
She tugged on the fishnet stockings through her legs and feet, struggling to stay balanced and not to fall into Izzy's bathtub. She stumbled and banged her foot into the door, she cursed in pain.
"You okay Clary?" Isabelle's worried voice sounded through the door.
"I'm fine," Clary answered back, brushing down her dress and unlocking the door. She came face to face with a shocked Isabelle Lightwood.
"Wow Clary, you look H-O-T." Izzy grinning at her, Clary felt her face burn.
"I don't think so Izzy." She rolled her eyes at Clary and reached out for her wrist, dragging her back into the room.
"Now sit still while I do your hair and makeup." Izzy demanded, hovering over Clary while she sat at her dressing table.
Clary squirmed and fidgeted, she was uncomfortable with Izzy's face close to hers and looking at her with eyes deep in concentration.
"Sit – Still Clary, I'm not going to bite." Isabelle scowled at her. Clary mind wandered to the thought, Izzy was definitely capable of biting Clary if she wouldn't behave. She calmed her nerves and relaxed into the chair.
"Done!" Now just let me do your hair." Izzy said in triumph. She reached for a hairbrush and started brushing through Clary's curls, letting them fall into separate curls and tendrils. She then proceeded to scoop up some hair clay from a small round container and spread it into Clary's hair, so they would stay in shape.
"Have a look at yourself now." Isabelle moved away from the mirror, Clary gasped as she saw herself in the mirror.
Her green emerald eyes where brought out by smoky eyeshadow, eyeliner and mascara coating her eyelashes. They stared back at her in awe. Foundation had been applied, making her skin look flawless, blush at the edges of her cheeks. A shiny layer of lip-gloss on her lips, which she pulled into a smile.
Her hair hung around her head in separate loose curls, the ends just touching her shoulders.
"You look delicious, now go put on those boots," she pointed at a pair of knee high leather boots; "while I go put on my dress, Shoo." Isabelle waved her off with a flick of her hand.
Clary scrambled to the other side of the room as she heaved the boots on. Isabelle appeared in front of the entry to her wardrobe, posing for Clary.
"So what do you think?" She asked her hands on her hips. She wore a blue sequined dress that came down to mid-thigh, leather ankle boots with a gold bracelet that seemed to curl up her arm like a whip. A red crystal in the shape of a heart winked back at her on a gold chain.
"Gorgeous." Clary grinned at her. Isabelle smiled in content, flipping her long black hair in front of her shoulder.
"Not as gorgeous as you," Clary opened her mouth to protest but she dragged Clary out the room, just enough time so Clary managed to grab her clutch bag.
"ALEC!" Izzy screamed down the corridor, "Where leaving! Come on!"
Jace walked towards Sebastian's house, music blaring down the driveway as people where dancing on the front porch. He walked inside, swerving past the people.
"Hey Seb, mean party." He came up to Sebastian, who grinned at Jace like mad and jerked his chin in appreciation.
Ke$ha was blasting through the speakers, body's dancing around him, Hips swaying to the beat to the music, feet shuffling around.
He sat down on a chair next to Sebastian's kitchen counter, and leaned back with his elbows on the counter, scanning the crowd.
A figure came strutting up to him from the corner of his eye, he turned to her she was wearing a tight pink dress with ridiculously high heels.
She fluttered her eyelashes at him, sliding into the seat next to him; her fingers wrapped around his bicep.
"Hey Jace, I thought I would see you here." She smiled with blood red lips. "Want to dance?" her eyes gazing into the crowd then back at him.
Jace's lips lifted into a lazy smirk,
"Later Aline, I'll save you a dance." He winked her; she giggled and walked back into the crowd.
Jace got up from his seat and made his way towards the fridge, opening the door. A cool blast of air surrounded him as he reached in for a can. He jerked the tab open and took a sip.
He almost spat it out when he saw the trio who walked through the front door.
Alec with his piercing blue ice eyes darting around the crowd, biting down on his lip.
His sister stood next to him, in a blue sequined dress talking to the person next to her, she looked gorgeous that any guy would look at her but Jace was too focused on the girl she was talking to.
Clary. She stood nervously at the door, her eyes slowly scanning the moving crowd before turning to the raven haired girl and smiling weakly. She flickered her gaze around, until hers locked with Jace's. Her emerald eyes averted as she whispered to the girl, before they trio walked into the party.
Jace sucked in his breath, and placed his can down. Clary looked amazingly hot; he couldn't believe how she looked just over a few weeks. She was slimmer, face flawless and her hair was just attention grabbing.
A fire burned inside of him, edging him on to approach her. He wanted to be the first to get a taste of her.
She sat on a small ottoman, her legs crossed, and gazing off into space. He shoved through the crowd, ignoring the group of giggling girls looking at him. As he approached her, someone stood directly in his path.
He narrowed his eyes at her, realization it was Alec's sister.
"Sorry – your – in – my –way." He said, through swerves trying to get to Clary, but she blocked him mimicking his steps.
"Sorry Jace, but you're not getting anywhere near Clary tonight." She smirked at him. "She is smoking hot and she's available, but not for you; so come back later."
"And who are you exactly?" Jace's eyebrows furrowed at her.
"Isabelle Lightwood; Clary's best friend. Now please leave before I make you." She smiled innocently at him. Jace lifted his hands in defeat and walked away, he snuck a glance at Clary. Clary's green eyes following him through the blur of people, Damn Girl he thought.
He sat down in his previous seat, closing his eyes for a brief moment. Regret washing over him like a wave. He regretted turning down Clary, knowing it would never work now. Every part of his body now ached for her.
He watched as Sebastian strolled through the crowd and up to Clary, anger and jealousy burned inside of Jace, but all he could do was hold it down.
Clary sat nervously, fidgeting with her clutch bag, guys around started giving her looks and winks, none actually approaching her; which relieved her.
She saw Sebastian strolling through the crowd towards her. Her heart pounding inside her chest, her eyes darting around searching for Izzy; Isabelle was standing with a guy with long blonde hair in the corner of the room. She swallowed down; she would have to handle this herself.
He came down and sat next her, on the ottoman his body awfully close to hers; radiating heat. He was so close Clary could smell him, the musky smell of burnt wood mixed with aftershave.
"Hey there Clary," he grinned at her; showing a perfect row of white pearls.
"Hey Sebastian," the words gushing out of her mouth in one quick breath, her face flushing; she could feel Jace's stare on her.
"My my, you've changed a lot throughout the vacation haven't you?" He whispered into her ear, brushing a finger under her chin. Clary shivered at his touch, she averted her gaze from Sebastian to Jace, his molten gold eyes dark staring at the couple.
Clary snuggled closer to Sebastian, watching Jace from the corner of her eye. He was breathing heavily and she could tell he was fuming inside.
Sebastian slowly stood up, holding her hand outstretched.
"May I have this dance?" He purred. Clary walked with him to the middle of the room, their bodies against each other. His hands laid on her hips and hers around his neck.
Clary shivered at his touch, her heart hammering inside of her chest against his.
He leaned in his face inches from hers, Clary closed her eyes; she had never kissed a guy before.
Clary quickly disengaged himself from him,
"Sorry, I –I h-have to go." She stammered, standing in front of him before running through the crowd and out of the front door.
Tears prickled at her eyes for reasons she didn't know why, she could hear Isabelle calling her behind her; but she ran down the streets and into her house.
She slammed the front door, her mom wasn't home; she was out with Luke. She kicked off her agonizing boots and climbed upstairs.
She threw herself against her bed, and relaxed into it; before bursting out into tears.
She didn't know why she was crying but she knew who was surrounding her mind, Jace. She had always dreamed that Jace would be her first kiss, first love.
Izzy burst through Clary's bedroom door, her voice echoing through the room.
"You should be glad I used waterproof mascara." She said her heels dragging across her carpet. "What's wrong?" she said as she sat down next to Clary, and patted down her wild red hair.
Clary sat up, wiping her tears with her fingers.
"W-wait how did you get into my house?" she said, her brows frowning.
"I made a copy of your house key when you weren't looking- "she said nonchalantly, Clary gaped at her. "Anyway, tell me what's wrong."
"I – I always dreamed that Jace would be my first kiss, my first love." She shook her head, "It's so childish I know; I've known him for such a long time. Now it's never going to happen."
"It's not childish," Izzy's voice soothing and quiet, patting her on the back, "But sometimes life isn't a fairytale and maybe you just have to go with the flow."
"Your right," Clary wiped her eyes again. "I feel bad for leaving Sebastian without saying at least a goodbye." Izzy shrugged.
"Meh, he doesn't seem like the type to mind. The way you looked tonight, Jace couldn't keep his eyes off you!" Clary giggled at Izzy's comment and gave her a tight hug.
"Now let me tell you about this guy I met! His name is Merlion and he is just gaw-juss."
Clary groaned.
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