I know everyone loves frequent updates, but with homework and Chinese homework (two different things, trust me) and tests, I can't update daily during weekdays. I will right a bunch over days, so the chapters should be longer, though expect 1-2 updates from Monday-Thursday. I really would update more often if I could ;-;. Please please PLEASE review, favorite and follow, all those emails overloading my inbox really motivates me to continue writing. THANKS TO ALL OF YOU WHO HAVE R-F-F. Ya'll need some gratitude sometimes.
Disclaimer: I don't own characters or plots from TIWHiLL or TMI
~* Chappie 9 *~
It shouldn't have upset Clary that Jace had a girlfriend. She always knew Jace had a girlfriend, it spammed the front cover of every popular magazine. But actually seeing Aline just gave her a reminder of who Jace was. Well, Jace himself didn't seem too happy about Aline dragging him away. The way he glanced behind his shoulder seemed like genuine distaste. In fact, neither he or Aline had actually ever stated that they were dating, all Aline said was, "Aren't you suppose to go everywhere with me?" It suggested they were together, but didn't explicitly declare it. Gossip magazines only presented rumors for views... right?
Clary's footsteps scuffed the rough pavement of the concrete. Crisp wind blew against her face, sending shivers up her body. Not really going anywhere, Clary continued forwards under the beating sun. Her head absently turned around every so often, just checking to see if Jace might come running back to her.
He didn't.
As Clary anticipated, the street remained deserted.
It didn't take long for Clary to finally cut across to the other sidewalk, and begin plodding back home. The lengthy walk seemed extended without any company. Occasional pedestrians scampered pass Clary, not casting a ingle glance her way. As Clary proceeded forwards still, spotting an unusually large throng of screeching fangirls. There was only one possibility of who was in the middle. Who else could it have been?
Twisting her head to the other side, Clary did her best to shuffle unnoticed. She thought she had escaped, but the footsteps grazing the sidewalk behind her became more distinguished until they came to a full stop. A large hand wrapped around her entire shoulder and spun Clary around 180 degrees.
"Shouldn't you be off shooting with your girlfriend?" Clary didn't mean to sound rude, but her tone of voice quickly came of that.
Jace hid his pained reaction, but Clary noticed it for the split second before. "Aline lied. She just wanted to take me away and do the signing."
There was something else. Something else Jace wasn't tell Clary. She could tell by the way he wasn't looking directly into her eyes and how he seemed on edge when rapidly tapping his foot on the ground.
"So she is your girlfriend," Clary said finally, trying to find a way to break the heavy silence.
Jace's eyes turned icy, but they quickly changed as he exhaled. "I'm meant to be her girlfriend. My manager says I have to, gossip magazines are pressuring me, even Aline herself is always seducing me. Yet no one hears me out, the guy who has to go through with all of-" he paused for a moment, finding the right word. "this-this absurdity!" he spat.
Without knowing Clary did so, she placed a freckled hand on his heaving back. When it seemed like the right time, Clary asked, "Can't you just stop all of it then? Tell your manager you don't want to do this?"
Instantaneously, Jace's expression darkened again. "You think I haven't thought of that?" his bluntly inconsiderate answer took Clary aback. Jace acknowledged her response and offered a lop-sided frown. "Sorry, the friend this still new to me. I'm so used to saying everything that comes to my mind."
The corners of her mouth twitched up a bit. "It's called blunt," Clary offered.
Then pounding footsteps came from behind them, and the fangirls were running towards them and screaming Jace's name. They were all probably board of getting autographs from Aline and came for Jace.
Jace raised an eyebrow. "Make a run for it?"
Clary let the hand on his shoulder slump back down to her side then widened her grin. "From where those fans are, running won't make a difference. But why not try?"
I'm ooper duper sorry (is that a word?) I wanted an update but I've been so so so so so BUSY! I apologize to those of you who were anticipating daily updates, but I only get down 400 words yesterday, so I didn't update. This chapter is still pretty short, but better than nothing!
-That Piggles .3.
