Soooo... Yes, I know I'm a day and three quarters (I don't even know) late. BUT I have reasons... firstly my laptop was in repair so I couldn't update and secondly because it was in repair I had all my memory wiped and I lost EVERYTHING! D: So yeah I basically had to scavenge up this chapter this afternoon just to publish something, you know?

Anyways... Sorry for a bit of a boring chapter but ENJOY!

So being watched by a 'personal prison guard' seriously sucked. For the first hour of my imprisonment, me and the new guy (I found out his name was George… oh how original right?) sat in my room, staring at each other awkwardly.

"Sooo…" I exhaled, "Prank calls are frowned upon in the Clave?"

George just glared at me. The more time we spent bonding (staring at each other) the more I thought that he couldn't be too much older than me. Sure, he had an older vibe to him and even had a bit of a garden on his chin, but he still seemed young.

"How old are you?" I asked.

His frown deepened.

He fiddled with his seraph blade that was clipped to his belt. The runes seemed to shimmer across its handle. "Are you nervous?" I tried again.

His eye twitched and he made a show of turned a few degrees so his back was partially turned to me.

He was so nervous… it was weird. Well, then again, who wouldn't be nervous in the presence of the world's best, brightest and most attractive shadowhunter in the world? But he was a guy…

"Are you gay?" I said innocently.

George seemed to almost choke on the air or something. He very quickly spun around to face me, his cheeks flaming red. I knew it.

"W-what?" he gaped at me.

I shrugged. "You know, I have nothing against gay people. My best friend is gay. No need to be shy."

Anger swept over George's face but he remained silent. He slowly turned back around and I shrugged. Suddenly bored, I looked around the room for something to entertain me. Alas, my room was boring. Oh well. I got up and headed towards the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" George said abruptly. His voice was three octaves lower than the first time I spoke to him… he was either trying to seem authorities or regain the manliness he lost in our last conversation.

"I'm bored," I said simply.

"And?"

"Annnndd," I sighed, "I can't be bored cause of this stupid bet with my girlfriend. I'm going to entertain myself… maybe I'll go find Church again."

George didn't seem to know how to react. "T-then I'm going with you."

I shrugged. "Suit yourself."

Together, we stalked out into the hall. "Chuuuuurrrcccchhhh!" I called at the top of my lungs. My voice sounded around the institute halls.

From down the hall I heard the faintest meow. He really did care for me… I think I'm getting a tear in my eye.

I set off towards the cats' call and George trailed behind me. When I found the cat, he was in the lap of a young man with dark hair. I instantly recognised him as Brother Zachariah… or James… or Jem… who knows what people called him these days.

"Sup," I waved at him.

He frowned at my greeting but said politely, "Hello, Jace."

"I thought you were going away with Tessa?"

"I just came back to take church with us."

I nodded. He was taking Church? B-b-but he was my cat, wasn't he? Now this was depressing. Just as we were forming our relationship.

After a lengthy awkward silence, Jem stood up, Church calmly purring in his arms. "I should get going now. Tessa will be waiting for me."

We said our good byes and then I turned back to face George. His face was lit up like a red neon light. He was watching Jem as he walked away from us, a weird look in his eye. I raised my eye-brows at him. "You know him?"

George quickly shook his head. "No, no, no, not at all."

I smirked and nudged him in the ribs. "And you say you aren't gay. Pfft."

"I-I'm not!"

I wasn't buying it. Now I'd have to find another sassy gay warlock for this guy.

Suddenly, a ringing sound resonated from within George's shadow hunter gear. He pulled out a small, black device, clicked a button and put it to his ear. After a lot of "uh-huh"s and "Got it,"s, he put the device away.

He suddenly grabbed my arm and dragged me off towards the library study. "Where are we going?"

"The Inquisitor has requested to speak with you."

"Oh," I said sarcastically, "This is going to be fun."

Sorry if this chapter was a bit disappointing guys! I'm working on re-writing everything and I'm trying my best to remember exactly what I wrote... but sorry :/