Jace:
Homecoming was tomorrow and the school was getting anxious. All week they had "fun" (well, the school thought they would be fun) activities, counting down to the game and the dance.
Some high schools had parades, but not Alicinate High. Jace was kind of glad that they didn't. He really didn't want to stand on the back of a truck wearing a cheap plastic crown.
"So...homecomings tomorrow," Jace said to Clary during Chemistry. They hadn't talked in weeks and it pained him to not be able to talk to her. He wasn't sure why.
"No shit, Sherlock," Clary smirked and then went back to work.
"Who are you going with?" Jace asked, trying to keep the conversation going.
Clary looked at him steadily. "No one," she answered. She then smiled a little and sarcastically said, "Guys tend to not want their dates to be ugly, nerdy girls who are in advanced classes."
"You're not ugly," Jace said before stopping himself. Clary's face changed.
"Are you calling me pretty?" she asked softly.
"Well I'm not calling you ugly, that's for sure."
Clary smiled a little. Jace could tell she was starting to warm up to him again, which made him happy. Which was absurd. Why did it matter?
"So I'm guessing you're going with Aline?" Clary asked casually.
Jace froze. He could tell Clary the truth about Aline. But...Aline wouldn't be happy about that. Jace promised himself that he'd tell Clary someday.
"No. We broke up a couple days ago," Jace shrugged.
"Right before homecoming? That's unfortunate."
"I was too good for her," Jace smirked.
Clary rolled her eyes.
Clary:
The bleachers were so crowded at the Homecoming Game.
The school was having the game in the middle of the day, so they could have the dance that evening. They also had the boys give their dates their corsages before the game so you could see who had a date and who didn't. It was very helpful for guys who needed a date and still hadn't gotten one.
Maia was wearing a beautiful corsage with about 8 purple and white flowers, white ribbon, and these white bead things.
Izzy was cheering while wearing her corsage. It had about 6 small white roses and white ribbon.
Almost every girl it seemed was wearing a gorgeous corsage. And then there was Clary. With her wrist bare.
The Warriors were winning by a landslide but Clary wasn't paying attention. She kept thinking about how no one was going to ever give her one of those pretty corsages. And how it seemed pretty unfair.
Isabelle:
After the game, Izzy took Clary and Maia to her house to get ready. After a lot of begging and persuading and compromising, they both eventually agreed to letting her do their hair and makeup.
"I'm gonna do Clary's hair first, and then your makeup Maia. And then I'll do Clary's make up, and your hair," Izzy told Maia. Maia nodded and started to reread her worn copy of The Hunger Games, a book she was read 11 times.
"What is your preference?" Izzy asked Clary after violently brushing her hair.
"I would like a fishtail braid. Those are really pretty," Clary said. Izzy immediately got to work. Once she was done, Clary ran to the mirror. As if she doubted Izzy. Humph!
Izzy then did Maia's make up. Maia was more daring than Izzy realized. She was willing for Izzy for give her dark blue eye shadow! Once she was done, Maia looked good. Not only did she look good, she looked hot.
"Jordan won't be able to resist you!" Clary giggled.
"You think so?" Maia asked nervously. Clary and Isabelle both nodded vigorously.
"Come on Clary, time for me to do your make up," Izzy called loudly. Right when she had said that, Jace walked by Izzy's room. Jace's room was right next to Izzy's.
"Run as fast as you can Clary, she'll make you look like a Barbie," he called, leaning into the room, looking at Clary and smirking. Izzy noticed Clary blush. Oh, she so was going to hear about that later.
"Get out!" Izzy yelled, pointing to the hall.
"It's your own fault you left the door open," Jace smirked one last time and then walked out.
"Stupid older brothers...," Izzy muttered.
"At least your brother loves you..," Maia muttered. "Mine tried to kill me."
Clary and Izzy both looked at Maia. She had never shared this before.
"I'm sorry," Clary said softly. "My older brother isn't gonna get answer 'brother of the year' awards anytime soon either."
"Wait, you have a brother?" Izzy asked Clary. She has known that Maia had a brother who had given her hell, but Izzy never knew that Clary even had a brother.
"Yeah. I don't like to talk about him," Clary muttered.
"Where is he now?" Maia asked.
"Jail," Clary said.
"Oh Clary," Maia hugged her.
"Doesn't matter. Come on Iz, you were going to do my make up, remember?"
Izzy nodded and then did Clary's make up. She kept it minimum and natural, the way Clary liked it. She did try to get Clary to wear false eyelashes but that was a bust.
Izzy then gave Maia a donut bun for her hair and then did her own hair and make up. She went all out. Her hair was in loose ringlets, some held back with sparkly pins, a smokey eye, false eyelashes, and red lipstick.
After a couple hours, they were finally ready.
Jace:
Jace never understood what took women so long to get ready. Yes, he was going to homecoming with his sister and her friends. Talk about lame. But the thing was, Jace didn't bother to try to get a date this year. He felt, for some reason, that it was unfair to Clary. Of course, that was a bunch of bullshit. They weren't dating, they were barely friends!
He heard Izzy's door open and looked up. Izzy and his rooms were both upstairs. He currently was waiting by the kitchen on the main floor. He craned his neck to get a glimpse of the girls at the stairs. He saw two black dresses and one blue. Rolling his eyes, he went back to the kitchen. He took another chocolate covered strawberry that Maryse, his adopted mother, had made and smiled at her glare.
"Those are for the girls, Jace!" she exclaimed.
"They aren't going to eat them anyway. Can't risk staining their dresses," he mocked. Just then, the doorbell rang. Jace walked to the door to answer it.
"Hello, Vampire," Jace greeted Isabelle's date. He started calling him vampire when they first met in freshman year of high school, because Simon had been reading the book Dracula and was also quite pale at the time because he had a fever and didn't know it.
"Jace," Simon stated, rolling his eyes.
Simon was wearing a black suit and tie, dressing up better than Jace had expected he would.
"Hey, Si!" Jace heard someone say behind him. He turned around and froze. Standing in front of him was Clary. And she looked beautiful. Her hair was in some sort of braid, though Jace preferred it when her hair was down. Her dress stopped at mid thigh so he could see her legs. She was gorgeous.
Snap out of it, Jace. She's a junior, and your sister's best friend, Jace thought to himself.
Clary cleared her throat and Jace snapped out of this thoughts. She was giving him a look.
Oh, God. Was I staring at her?
Based on the confused look she was giving him, he could tell that he had been. Jace noticed that Simon and Izzy were talking to each other and keep glancing at him and Clary.
"You look nice," Jace said, clearing his throat.
"You do too," Clary said nervously.
"Time to go outside for pictures!" Maryse called, saving Jace from the awkward position he was in.
Clary:
Maryse hadn't realized that Jordan wasn't there yet, so they waited for him in the backyard. Clary sat on the swing set and swung back and forth slowly. She doubted anyone had used this swing set in ages; not since Max, the youngest of the Lightwoods, had died in a car crash.
Clary watched Jace walk over and sit next to her on the swings. She tried to pretend she was unaffected by this.
He looked good in a gray suit jacket and black tie. He smelled really good too.
"So, why'd you break up with Aline?" Clary suddenly asked. That question had been on her mind for a while. It felt good to finally ask.
Jace sighed. "You can't tell anyone..," he muttered.
"Okay..?" Clary whispered, suddenly anxious.
"Well, Aline and I weren't really uh dating," Jace said.
"What do you mean?" Clary asked. Last she checked, they had been. She had seen them kiss in the halls multiple times, and holding hands.
"Well...," Jace sighed before answering, "Aline is a lesbian."
"Oh...," Clary muttered. She saw where this was going.
"I was kind of her cover up or whatever you want to call it. I owed her a favor. She was wrote my essay in Social Studies when I was out partying one night," Jace admitted.
"Oh," Clary said again.
"Yeah, but we broke up, if it even counts as breaking up. She decided she was going to accept her terms. She was even thinking about asking Helen Blackthorn out," Jace said.
"Good for her," Clary said, though her mind was reeling. Maybe Jace did like her. No, that was ridiculous. Of course he didn't.
"Clary! Jace!" Isabelle called. Clary looked up. "Get your butts over here!"
Groaning, Jace got up and held out his hand for Clary. Blushing a little, she took it and let him help her up.
The pictures were like the usual homecoming pictures. A group picture. A picture of the 3 guys. A picture of the 3 girls. A picture of Izzy pinning a boutonnière on Simon's a jacket, a picture of Maia doing the same to Jordan. A picture of Simon and Isabelle, arms around each others waists, and Maia and Jordan, in the same position.
Then it got kinda awkward.
"Alright, Jace, Clary, a picture of you two," Maryse said.
"But we aren't going together...," Clary tried to say.
"Maybe, but you two are the ones without dates. Just put your arms around each others shoulders. You know, like friends do in pictures?" Maryse suggested. Clary glanced at Jace. He shrugged and put his arm around Clary's shoulder. Since Clary was so short, she couldn't reach his shoulder. Cursing herself for being short, she put her arm around Jace's waist instead. Smiling, Maryse took the picture.
Jace:
When Clary put her arm around his waist, Jace could barely breathe. That was when he realized he wanted her. And not the way he's wanted girls before, no. He wanted to be the first person she told if something good happened. He wanted to be the shoulder she could cry on. He wanted to be the one that she depended on and loved.
The six of them now were all in a limo that Maryse rented and on their way to the high school. Yes, a limo. Maryse loved these cheesy dances. She wanted them to "be the best ones there."
Once they arrived, they headed to the gym. The theme of the dance was "A Night Out in the City" and they had recreated NYC out of paper. It was quite impressive. Jace scanned the crowd. He saw Aline talking to Helen and he smiled. He was glad she had finally gotten the nerve to talk to her.
"Hey Jace," Izzy said, suddenly right next to him.
"Yeah?" Jace said.
"Look at who Clary's talking to."
Jace looked to where Izzy was pointing and saw Clary talking to Sebastian Verlac. Ugh, that guy was on Jace's football team, and he was a douche. Why was he talking to Clary?
"That's right. She's talking to Sensation Verlac."
"Sensation?"
"Well, when I first met him the freshman year, I thought he had said that his name was Sensation. The nick name sort of stuck," Izzy shrugged. "But that's not the point! I don't want Clary talking to that asshole! Do something!"
Jace didn't need to be told twice. He quickly walked over to the red head and heard some of Sebastian's words as he got closer.
"Are you smart? Because I like smart girls. You could maybe even teach me a thing or two," Jace saw Clary flinch. He suddenly came up with a plan, hoping Clary would catch on.
"Hey, there you are, babe! I've been looking for you everywhere!" Jace exclaimed.
Clary turned around and widened her eyes looking confused. Jace quickly put his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek. By then, Clary seemed to have gotten the message.
"I was looking for you too, but then Sebastian and I started talking," she said smoothly.
"Wait you two are...dating?" Sebastian asked suspiciously.
"Dating, going out, courting. Whatever you want to call it," Jace smirked a little.
Sebastian muttered something under his breath and walked away.
"Thank you, you saved me there," Clary muttered, relaxing. Jace reluctantly let go of her. He didn't want to, but Clary was probably a little uncomfortable with him holding her like that.
"No problem," Jace shrugged. Just then, a slow song started playing. Jace glanced at Clary, and saw that her gorgeous green eyes were staring at him intently.
"May I have this dance," he joked, holding out his hand.
Clary smiled a little. "You may," she said shyly. Jace started to loop his arms around Clary's waist, and she looped her arms around his neck. It amused Jace that, even in her high heels, her arms barely reached his neck. They started to sway back and forth and talk. And talk. And talk.
They kept talking the rest of the dance. They found out how alike they were. Jace was shocked and please to find out that she loved the shows Sherlock and Doctor Who, just like him. They probably talked about the Reichenbach Fall theories for at least 20 minutes. They talked about foods they liked, foods they didn't like, their favorite colors, movies, and many other things.
"I used to have a goldfish," Clary said when Jace asked about pets.
"Used to? What happened?" Jace asked.
"It committed suicide by jumping out of its own bowl."
Jace laughed. That was another thing; Clary made him laugh. No one could ever make him laugh, except for his adopted family. Yet Clary could do it very easily. Jace told her the story of how Isabelle and him both found their family cat, Church. He didn't want the getting to know each other and stories to end, but it had to when they announced the homecoming court. As he walked to the stage, he realized something.
Something big.
Jace Lightwood was in love with Clarissa Fray.
Isabelle:
It pleased Isabelle to see Jace and Clary talk during the whole dance. She had been wanting them to get together since when they had first met.
It had been the first time Izzy had invited Clary over. Izzy was still cruel to her, but they were partners in this Social Studies project, so they had to work together.
They worked really hard and Izzy was starting to realize how cool Clary really was and she planned to give her a chance. When the two of them were done, they went in the kitchen to steal some grapes from the fridge. The last thing Izzy expected was for Jace to walk into the kitchen. Shirtless. Izzy and Clary were both 8th graders; Jace was a freshman, and he had just returned from basketball practice. And he was all sweaty. He walked in and suddenly stopped, his eyes immediately going to Clary. Clary stared back at him with the same intensity, glanced at his bare chest, and then looked down shyly.
"Jace, this is my partner in Social Studies and friend, Clary Fray." Clary looked up at the word "friend". "And Clary, this is my pain in the ass adopted brother, Jace."
There had been some kind of weird connection even when the two first met. Izzy smiled at the thought of them finally possibly being in a relationship.
Now Izzy was standing on the stage next to Jessamine Lovelace and Sophie Collins, who strangely looked like Isabelle. To Sophie's left stood Tessa Gray.
"And now, this years Alicinate High homecoming princess!" Principal Aldertree called out. He then stepped behind the four girls holding up the crown. He walked around the girls to build up suspense, finally putting the crown on top of Izzy's curls.
The crowd cheered.
Clary:
"So, looks like you aren't gonna be a king after all," Clary teased Jace while they were walking back to the limo. Jace had lost to Jem Carstairs for homecoming king.
"Are you kidding? It's probably for the best. I doubt they would've been able to handle all of this," Jace smirked, gesturing to his muscular body.
Clary rolled her eyes.
She was glad Isabelle had convinced her to go.
She had fun getting to know Jace.
She couldn't wait to learn even more about him.
There wasn't a doubt in her mind anymore: Clarissa Fray was in love with Jace Lightwood.
To those of you who wanted longer chapters, this is my present to you.
Whenever I would edit this I would mentally pat myself on the back because I'm so proud of it XD
Once again, never been to homecoming before, but I have gone to all the middle school dances. So I hope I didn't screw it up too badly.
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