Clary POV

There is always a really bad thing at the end of the weekend, school. And I like school, but somethings are just a little bothersome. I was walking down the hall when all of the sudden, Shadowhunter came blasting from somewhere near me. I didn't know that someone besides Izzy, Alec or me actually like that music. Then it dawned on me finally, its my ringtone idiot. I pulled it out, answered without looking at the I.D. on it and towards the doors of the school were it was quieter.

"Hello." I said simply because nine out of ten it was a telemarketer on the other. Might as well be nice to them.

"I'm sorry because you are probably in school but I got worried when you didn't text me. I didn't know if you forgot for a couple days or something happened to you." It was Jace on the other end, cute little bastard.

"I'm so sorry. Izzy completely distracted me from remembering anything from that day. Remind me to never get hyped up on sugar and then jump on a trampoline. That was not a smart choice on my end. But I'm fine, love."

"I was just making sure. So, I'm guessing that you are at school right now, do I have to hang up?"

"Nope, you got me right before I walked into study hall. Good thing we can use our phones in this class. Otherwise, the two of us would be in some trouble. And you better not come between me and my perfect behavior awards." I said happily, taking my normal seat away from everyone else who were all clustered together at different cafeteria tables.

"Duly noted sweetie, I promise to do my best on not getting you in trouble. Well I just got extremely lucky. Maybe I should consider doing this everyday. That way I can make sure that you don't forget me."

"I promise that I will not forget you. I'm sort of free this Friday. I'm going to Izzy's volleyball game that night and I could really use someone to talk to while I'm there." Oh I hoped that he would agree to it.

"Do you think they would let me in with all of the tattoos that I have. They might throw me out because I look to scary for them." He said with a playful tone.

"Not if you wore a hoodie like at the mall. Put a beanie on your head and not really talk to anyone, you should be golden. No one listens to Shadowhunter in this hicksville. "

"Well I guess that could work. But, I am a male model as well. So I can't really guarantee anything. But, I have to protect my girl of anything happens to her. That is the sort of thing boyfriends do, right? What kind of guy would I be then?"

"Shouldn't you know that. You're the one that probably had more relationships than me because I'm coming up with a big old goose egg. A big old nada." I said cheerfully to him.

"I wouldn't know. I just never really wanted or need to be in a relationship. But you missy, are a special case."

"How so? Pretty sure that there could of been at least ten there slutty guys that you could have hooked up with any time on that tour.."

"Because I saw you and thought 'if you let this one get by without trying then you are fucking stupid'. You never ever forgot what each of us liked and none of us really forgot you, but we did need a little bit of reminded on the venue that we were at. And I figured that I might want to sweep you up before one of the other guys tries to."

"It feels good to be a special case to someone. And just to let you know, Seb feels more like he could be my brother than my boyfriend. And I'm happy that you swept me up like a cupcake before the rest of the guys could." He was being sweet again.

"Well I'm glad you feel that way. Not to complain, but they make these things seem a lot easier in the movies and stuff. Just let me know if I'm doing something that you don't like because I will probably not even know that I'm doing it."

"Trust me I will, so Friday at 4:30, pick me up around the corner again. Jeans and a hoodie, and red for school colors if you have one. Might as well play the part if someone does happen to stop us and question."

"Is that all your highness? Would you like for me to give pure silk blankets and pillows so that you are in comfort." He asked in an even thicker accent.

"Yes, but one more request sire. Hold my hand throughout the game?" I asked in a weary voice, hoping that he wouldn't turn me down on this.

"Well, now it will not be romantic, but I will still do it to make you happy. Any others?"

"Try to keep the swearing to a minimum please. Getting kicked out really sucks. Because I don't want to be known as the girl those boyfriend got kicked out of a volleyball game for swearing."

"I will try my best, love. For you, I will try with the best of my ability."

"Thanks sweetie. I have to go now because the teacher is tell me to get off my phone. I pinky promise you through this phone I will text you tonight."

"Okay love, I'm holding you to that. Now get back to class and do homework before you get in trouble. Don't pick stupid answers." I ended the call before I could make a snide comment back and continue the conversation further. I cracked open my trig book and started working on the problems. The great straightwardness of trigonometry, always there to greet people with open arms. No wonder why all of the kids in school were just dying to get into this elite classroom. (if you can't hear the sarcasm, then I think that you should see doctor.

I was finally finished with my math and halfway through grammar when someone slammed their books down on my table, startling me. I looked up to see the person that I hated the most, Aline.

"What are you doing over here? Don't you have gossip to talk about with your friends, not bug me."

"I don't know if you are deaf, but the teacher moved me back here for the rest of the month. Like I would ever come here out of free will. You are the last person that I want to sit by. I dont want to be possessed by Satan and carry the anti-christ."

I was going to have to sit by Aline for two weeks. I might as well have a seat reserved for me in hell, that was probably less painful. Please let this be one of her cruel jokes.

"You have got to be kidding me. Is this another one of your jokes that you like to pull on me? And I don't even believe in the devil or God. So, I would tell you to go to Hell, but that wouldn't even work for me." I asked.

"No, if I wanted to pull a prank on you it would so much better than this. Anyway, I'm always away from the people I trick when it happens to me. Makes me look innocent. And the music that you listen to says differently."

"Why we you telling me this? I could just run along to the dean and tell him all of this to get you in trouble. I could get you kicked out of every school in the district, maybe even the state."

"Because last year you were voted least likely to talk in a crowded room. There is no way that they would ever believe you. I go to church every single weekend and volunteer with the old smelly people, while you have done nothing. Now would you shut up I have some math to do." She said rather rudely. Good, I never wanted to talk to you in the first place. I just a feeling that she was going to mess everything up for me.

Time skip

"I can't believe that they made you sit next to that witch. I wouldn't even of been able to last two minutes next to her." Izzy ranted as we walked to her house after school. This time we were actually going to work on homework.

"Seriously. I just don't want her to get into any of my stuff. And it sucks because then I call people in that class and I don't want for her to overhear them. Next thing I know is that she is posting all of my secrets all over FaceBook and the school newspaper. " My new conversations with Jace, I mean.

"Speaking of calls, I know that a certain rockstar was supposed to call you a couple of days after the hospital. So did he hold up his end of the promise? And you are lucky, only five people buy the paper and they only use it to roll their blunts." So she did know a bit about Jace.

"Yes he has. And he was very sweet about it." I said simply.

"And what had come out of this talk between the two of you? I'm dying to know." She said with big puppy eyes. We were finally in her room when I answered her question.

"A first date and one coming up. That is what I got out of our conversations okay. The date was nice and I'm hoping that the second one is even better. " I said just quiet enough for only her to hear.

"What?! My best friend had a date with THE Jace Wayland and you never told me. I didn't know that you could be so cruel. And to never even tell me that you and second one coming up, you just want me to murder some to figure it out." She was jumping up and down and dancing wildly.

"I told him I didn't want to make a giant deal out of it. If I would've told someone, then I was afraid that it was going to to get out to the press." I said from her bed while she logged into her computer, probably to blog about my date on tumblr.

"Uhh if you wanted to keep it a secret, then that ship has sailed. Sources say that the drummer for Shadowhunter, Jace Wayland, was seen leaving a restaurant with a lady that sources confirmed wasn't a family member of the Waylands. We have not yet gotten a hold or confirmation from either of the two." She said.

I bolted off the bed and over to her. Big and blown up on her screen was a picture of me and Jace together and the story followed. The picture wasn't all that great. You could barely mark out Jace, even if you did know him. So hopefully no one had a guess to who I was.

I picked up my phone and dialed Jace's number as quick as I could. Luckily he was one to always pick up the phone rather quickly.

"Hello love. I thought that you were going to text, not call me." His cheery voice sounded.

"I'm sorry, but we have a bit of an emergency."

"What kind of an emergency?" Now he was starting to sound a little scared.

"They have a picture of you and me at dinner. They know about us." Yeah, just a little bit of an emergency

"Well the picture is so bad you can barely tell that is me, so that is a good thing. It is one in a million that will figure out who it is. And if they start to get close, I can just say that it is an old friend from England that I was catching up with." He said calmly

"I'm terrified they will figure that it was me. My parents will kill me if they found out that I lied to them."

"I promise that it will be okay. I promised from the beginning that people will not know about us until you were ready to go public. I keep my word on things."

"Okay, what should I do in the mean time so that they can't figure anything out?"

"Act like you are hearing this for the first time and you are a normal fan. Act happy for this new couple but a little jealous that it isn't you like all of the other girls. But please don't defend yourself on it. Then they can figure out it was you."

"Okay, thank you sweetie."

"You are welcome love. And don't think that this means that you are off the hook with our date on Friday. We are just going to have to be care."

"Yes sir. Friday at 4:30. By the way, Izzy knows that you are going to be there on Friday. She says thanks for you going to cheer her on."

"Tell her I said anytime." I told her and she cake up laughing saying yes.

"She said thank you. Now, I have to do homework now. I don't need to fail history."

"Okay love. Go and study, get all A's and all of the other stuff that people say."

"Okay. Bye" I hung up on him and Izzy was looking at me all weird.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Nothing, it is just so weird to imagine you have a boyfriend, especially one that is famous. I always thought that you would just get stuck with my brother."

"Ewww, why your brother of all people?" Seriously he was like my brother.

"Because then we could both be sisters. But you married to my brother would be extremely weird to see. Well now you don't have to."

"I never would of. And I can't believe that you thought that I might die alone. What do you think I have you for?"

"I always thought that you just kept me around for my beautiful looks and amazing fashion sense." I snickered at that.

"Yeah, that is the exact reason that I kept you around for nine years, so that I could borrow your clothes."

"Thats one of the main reasons why I kept you around. I always love to wear your leather jackets more than mine."

"Oh I feel so loved." I said with fake woundedness.

"As well as you should. Go and cry to your rockstar boyfriend missy." She said throwing a pillow at me.

"As if, now get to work before my mom comes up and yells at is for not working."

"Sir yes sir." I salute her and pulled out my books, fun.

"I still can't believe that you didn't tell me." I chuckled when I heard her whisper that.


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