I'm totally gonna pass out! 50 reviews guys! 50! I can't believe it, you guys are too good to me!3 I really hope these next few chapters are good for you because you all deserve it! Enjoy! 3
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Clary was the definition of excitement. It was Friday, the day of the date, and she couldn't keep from smiling. Anytime Jace did anything even remotely cute (which was just about everything he did) Clary would have the same consistency as a puddle. And time just flew right on by because before she knew it she only had two hours to get ready. Of course that wasn't really a problem, she took a quick shower and started to get ready. Surprisingly enough she was going to wear a dress and heels, she had found it during their back to school shopping. It was a simple plain white dress that ended about mid-calf and plain black heels. It didn't meet up to Izzy's seven inches motto but they were still very cute. The dress had long sleeves and hugged it her body, making her curves look better than her usual nonexistent ones. She then tried to reason with her unruly hair. It worked more or less, she was able to make it look less frizzy but not style it in anyway. Good thing Jace liked it when she wore her hair down. She even put on light make-up. But she didn't even know where they were going. Jace had only told her to meet him downstairs when she was ready, so when it was seven o'clock she did.
Jace instantly broke into a smile when she finally appeared. She looked- no she was an angel, she was brighter than a thousands of stars, and Jace became aware of this every time she smiled or laughed or did anything really. He loved her with a burning passion and if anything happened to her he would forever be broken. It sounded so melodramatic but it was true.
"There is nothing in this world that can accurately capture how stunning you look." Jace said as his eyes traveled down his girlfriends body and back up to her face. Clary looked beautiful without trying so when she did try lets just say she looked like the definition of perfection.
"Oh great how am I gonna top that compliment?" Clary was blush profoundly at the way Jace was treating her. Looking at her like she was the prettiest thing in the world? Saying the sweetest things? If he got any cuter she would surely suffocate in his charm. "But thank you." He was in a suit minus the tie and he looked very clean-cut. Usually his style ranges from devilishly handsome and boyish good-looks but now he truly looked like a man.
"Well if you really want to top that, a kiss would would be a wonderful start." Jace said smugly and leaned down to kiss Clary. The kiss was sweet and filled with love. When they broke apart Jace held out his arm her and they proceeded to leave the Institute. Jace led Clary to an off road that she wasn't familiar with and then there had been several turns that she would have never remembered. New York was usually a very lively place but wherever Jace was taking Clary made it seem like they were living in a small town, she might have even forgotten they were still New York. Though when they passed two men them she remembered. They started to cat call Clary. They must have been drunk because- wait does she really have to spell that one out? No? She thought so. Of course at this point Jace was totally pissed off but Clary gave him a look that told him to let it go. Then one started to talk.
"Hey lil' mama why don't you come over here and play, I'm sure I could show you a better time than pretty boy." his friend cackled like dumbass at the pretty boy comment. Jace was ready to kill, so he looked over to Clary to see if it was okay to beat the crap out of them now. It was.
"Ahh!"
"Please stop!" it had only taken Jace 5.3 seconds to beat the ever-loving shit out of them.
They had started walking for five minutes when (she would hate to admit it) her feet actually started to hurt. She wasn't as skilled as Isabelle in doing everything in heels so she got tired rather quickly. Jace must have noticed she was lacking because he stopped, smiled, and picked her up bridal style. Clary gave a surprised gasp and started to object but Jace had told her they were almost there so it didn't matter. And he was right because they had made about three more turns and he put her down.
"You stay here I'll be right back." he had started to walk away but then he turned to here again. "You don't need any weapons or anything, right? Just in case someone make the poor choice of mugging you."
"I'll be fine" Clary said pointing to her thighs where two daggers were strapped. Jace just smiled at her like she was the coolest girlfriend ever and then he disappeared into the shop they were standing in front of. After a few minutes he came out.
"Come on" He was leading her to the alley way on the side of the shop. When they'd reached a door Jace stopped and pulled out a key.
"Close your eyes." he said, Clary made a face but still obeyed. "No peeking either."
"I'm not five Jace."
"You act like it sometimes." you could hear the laughter in his voice. "Okay you can open them now."
When she did it was like she was in heaven, everything was just so captivating. Clary was speechless everything was so beautiful, her hands were itching to draw the seen before her. The room was covered in flowers: lilies, tulips, roses, and- Clary had a laugh with this one- the flowers of Clary sage. There were also white fairy lights around the room making everything look luminescent. There was a table with two chairs in the room also covered with flowers. The flowers on it were red, white, lavender, and pink roses, white lilies, and Clary sage. The floor was also decorated with flowers but there was a path to get to the table. Additionally there was circle in the middle of the room devoid of flowers. Clary was still in awe when she finally spoke.
"By the angel Jace did- did you do this? All by yourself?"
"I did." Jace had been staring at her the entire, watching her reaction. Her eyes grew brighter and her cheeks had a rosy tint every time she smiled. Everything about her was just so enchanting.
"Thank you so much it's wonderful." Clary beamed at her boyfriend. Minutes after they sat the table a waiter came with two plates of pasta and a glass of white wine.
"Who was that?" Clary said after she took a bite of the pasta.
"That was Joe. He's the guy who actually owns this shop." Clary made an 'o' formation with her mouth. They either made small talk or just took turns staring at each other until the other would look away (Clary always lost that battle). All throughout dinner the couple just joked and laughed altogether having a really good time. This was one of the only dates they had that everything was fine, where they finally could be carefree teenagers in love. Sometime after they were done Joe had taken the plates away. During another bout of their staring contest Jace took a red rose and placed it behind Clary's ear. Jace was in a slight daze, he was just content as he sat there playing with his girlfriend's hair
"You would think the flower would be prettier."
"What do you mean?" Clary said confused
"The flower for Clary sage, I mean you share the same name and by the angel are you pretty, so why isn't the flower just as pretty?" Clary was redder than the roses on the floor. Abruptly Jace stood up and went to pick something up from the corner of the room. When he turned around Clary was able to see that it was a portable radio. Jace tuned it to a classical music station and held his hand out.
"A dance milady?" Clary smiled and took his hand. They had danced to about three songs when Clary broke the silence.
"I love you Jace Herondale and I'm all too overjoyed that you made you way into my life."
"And I love you Clarissa Fray and I'm just ecstatic that you wanted to play hero." Then they danced (and kissed) the night away.
Just to clear up any confusion the try-outs were for soccer. Thanks again for the 50 reviews! Party chapter next and there will be date chapters with all the other couples! Malec and Sizzy goodness! Also if anyone didn't get the joke of why the guys must have been drunk its because Clary doesn't really have a figure therefore to douchebags she could be considered ugly.
