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Jazzy: I thought about him wrecking the date, but I couldn't get it to work out.

There's other guest questions, I just can't remember them all. So here is Chapter 10! Yayayayay!

Diclaimer: I don't own TMI, because despite my hardest efforts, Cassandra Clare refuses to give me rights to them.

Jace P.O.V.-

Jace was laying on his bed, glaring at his cell phone, as if that would stop Aline from texting him. Receiving 10 messages per minute was starting to get old. He put his phone on his nightstand and muted the volume. I didn't give her my number. He thought. He grabbed his phone and went out into the hallway. He walked past Isabelle's door and heard Clary say something about having to leave. He slipped back into his room. He wasn't quite sure he could handle seeing her at the moment.

He poked his head out of the door and saw a red shirt fluttering around a corner. He sighed and leaned against the door frame. Alec walked out of his room and laughed at Jace.

"Shut up."

Alec just grinned. "Do you want to watch a movie?" Jace shrugged and went downstairs with his brother. Jace walked into the living room and Alec wasn't there. He picked up the remote and sat on the couch. Alec walked in a few minutes later with a huge bowl of popcorn. Jace took a handful.

"Hey," Alec protested. Jace ignored him and took more popcorn. Alec snorted.

Jace pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Look at this." He said, holding his phone out to Alec.

"123 messages? That is… kind of pathetic." Alec said.

"Should I open them?" Jace asked. Alec nodded and Jace opened them. Half of them were asking where "Jacey" was, what he was doing, if he wanted to hang out. The other half were selfies. "I'm deleting these." Jace said. Alec agreed.

"Well wasn't that great? You have enough pictures to look at her twice a day for three years!" Alec said, with fake enthusiasm.

"No." Jace said. They finally found a cheesy movie to watch when Isabelle came in and asked what they were watching and sat down. Jace occasionally looked at his phone. Aline had stopped texting him, finally. He turned up his volume and watched the movie in silence. When the popcorn was gone he got up and announced that he would save them all by making more. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a couple bags of it. When he was done making it, he walked back into the living room. Izzy and Alec were starting the sequel to the movie they had just watched.

"Oh well isn't this great. That movie shouldn't get a sequel, it didn't deserve one." Jace said. Alec laughed and Isabelle shushed him. She also took his popcorn. He glared at her and took it back. He felt his phone vibrate and looked at it. It was from Clary.

Will you come pick me up? I'm at the movie theatre on Main Street.

Yeah, I'll be there in a few minutes.

Thx.

He stood up.

"What?" Alec and Izzy asked.

"I'm going to get Clary." He said. Isabelle looked pissed.

Clary P.O.V.-

Clary was starting to get cold, and her shoulder hurt. She was waiting for Jace to come and pick her up. The date was boring and annoying. Charles had decided where they were going for dinner. And as soon as Clary's dinner had shown up, he finished his and made them leave. The whole time, he had talked about how amazing he was and about how he had won the state football game as quarter back. Clary had zoned out halfway through his fifth tirade. They walked out to his car and drove to the movie theater. He had decided what movie to watch. Once they were in the theatre, Clary had dimmed her phone and texted Simon. He had laughed at her and she gave up.

The credits were over when Charles grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the movie theatre.

"What did you think of the movie?" He asked.

"It was good." Clary lied, she didn't know how the movie was, she didn't pay attention after the first zombie was killed. He walked closet to her, pushing her against a wall. Clary went still. He kissed her, hands on the side of her head. She didn't respond, but put her hands on his chest, trying to push him away. He pulled back grinning and breathing hard. I'm going to hurt him. She thought. He started to kiss her neck and she shoved as hard as she could against his chest. He backed away.

"Charles, no!" She said.

"No? Why?" He looked shocked. He probably wasn't used to being rejected.

"I don't like you." She said quickly.

"What? Why? Wait is this because of Jace?" he hissed at her.

"Jace has nothing to do with this." She said, even though it was a lie.

"Fine, why don't you like me then?" He asked, his lip curled into a snarl.

"Where do I start? You're cocky, selfish, conceited, rude, annoying. Do I have to go on?" She asked.

He snarled and moved his hand closer to her. She kneed him in the groin and he shoved her shoulder into the brick wall. Hard. Muttering a 'Slut' before walking away, leaving her alone on the sidewalk. He drove away quickly, his tires skidding on the pavement.

She put her fingers to her shoulder and pulled them back, wet. She was bleeding. She went into the bathroom and cleaned her shoulder. It was tore up, and needed to be bandaged, most likely. She texted Jace and waited for him to show up.

She looked down the road to see if he was there yet. He wasn't. Three men, all in their thirties, had asked if she needed help. Clary had pepper sprayed the first two, and completely ignored the third, acting like she didn't even know he was there. He eventually got flustered and walked away. She was scrolling through her pictures and Jace pulled up, getting out of the car and running to her.

"Why didn't Charles take you home?" Jace asked, clearly upset.

"I blew him off." Clary said, grinning.

Jace smiled and laughed. "What about your girlfriend?" She asked.

"She has sent me over one hundred texts and I haven't responded." He said, nodding his head slowly.

He looked up and saw her shoulder. His face contorted into a snarl.

"What the hell did he do to you?!" Jace almost shouted.

"He pushed me into a wall when I turned him down."

His hand found his way to hers and clutched it protectively. He looked like he was going to explode.

"You don't have to get murder charges," She said, "We can have Sebastian do it, or we can do it while he sleeps." He looked at her hand in his and the side of his mouth notched up into a smile.

"Let's go, you're freezing." Jace said. They walked into the car and when Jace started the car, she smiled at him and grabbed his hand again. For the first time that night, her smile was real.

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