MILESTONE MOMENT! Ten chapters guys! I've gotten 32 follows, 16 favorites, and 14 reviews! I am so grateful to everyone who's even been patient enough to read this far! Well, I got my game account back (thank goodness) so that problem is over with. But I've got a small problem... I've been signed by a talent agency. Y'all are probably wondering, "How is that a problem?" Well, it isn't. But I'm going on a trip to Orlando, Florida for a very prestigious and important conference. I could get discovered! The thing is, to get ready for this conference, I have to train on both Saturdays and Sundays almost every weekend. Every. Weekend. I'm very very very excited, but with school, dance, music, training, honor society, video gaming, reading, piano, more training, studying, yoga (my dad is making me do yoga with him), running, sleeping, and updating, I'll be dead before the trip is here.

Also, a girl from my school just died. This girl had bullied me last year, but now I am praying for her and her family. She was only 13.

So here it is, sorry for such a long AN.

Clary could've sworn she heard someone yelling her name. Her first thought was Simon, but she then remember the note she had written him, telling him she had gone home.

Her next idea was Luke. But Luke was at the bookstore with Jocelyn. Asleep. Clary thought it might've been Isabelle or one of her friends she occasionally saw at school, and almost instantly cast the thought aside. They'd never talk to her in public.

Her next thought was involuntary. Jace.

Clary wondered whether to keep walking or stop. To look or not. To talk to him or not. She turned her head so quickly, you'd have thought she had gotten whiplash. What she saw was a head of golden hair bobbing above the New York crowds.

So it was him.

She decided to stop. Moving, thinking, even breathing for just a quick moment, to just wonder how and why he had found her? And why had he followed her?

She allowed his signature smirk to creep across her face before she realized that she would've done the same. So she turned to face his direction and push through the crowd to him. Only he didn't see her coming (she is rather short), and they both fell. Jace managed to twist himself so he took the brunt of the fall. Her hair fell and created a thin veil to separate them from the bright lights and pushy crowd. Jace inhaled a deep breath and got a strong smell of her perfume, which he couldn't identify.

It is nearly as beautiful as she is, he thought. He repeated her name several times in his head before successfully saying it aloud.

"Clary."

Her eyelids fluttered instinctively. Her breathing became more erratic and panicked, but she only felt excitement and wonder. He's just so perfect.

"Yes Jace?"

"Is it too late to tell you how much of an idiot I am?" Jace pouted.

Clary jokingly pondered the thought for a moment. "Well, I guess I'll have to. Who knows who else you'd be willing to tackle on a New York sidewalk? I wouldn't want you getting hurt."

Clary mentally face palmed herself. She was flirting with society's biggest player. And she liked it. Liked it.

"So, does that mean I can invite you to see a movie with me? My place, of course. Wouldn't want all these bothersome reporters getting in our way," he joked, motioning upwards while pushing Clary's hair out of his face.

She smirked. "Can you handle me?"

Jace played along. "I don't know, can I?"

"'You can't handle the truth,'" she quoted. A Few Good Men was one of her favorite movies, and little did she know, it was also Jace's.

She seductively blinked down at him on purpose. He leaned up towards her, thinking he'd get a kiss. Instead, he got a laughing redhead. Jace frowned.

"You're right. I really can't handle you, but can you handle yourself?"

She laughed and quoted yet another of her favorite movies: the Disney cartoon of Hercules. "'I'm a big, tough girl. I can handle this.'"

Jace cracked up with laughter before Clary laid a hand on his chest. "Seriously, though, my answer is yes."

Jace smiled and reluctantly let her get up. He took her offered hand and pulled himself up. He wrapped one hand around her waist. It was more of a she's mine, be jealous to Clary, but to Jace it was nearly pure happiness. He had never developed such strong feelings for a girl so quickly. Scratch that, never developed feelings near this.

"Come on then, Ms. Shortcake. We can pick out a movie to watch."

"Ms. Shortcake?"

"You know, Strawberry Shortcake? You're short and a redhead. Plus, your name rhymes with berry. You're the Strawberry Shortcake reincarnate!"

"Ooh, was that a vocab word?"

"You know it. Well, it was in fifth grade," he laughed with her. He began to push through the crowd, gently pulling Clary next to him.

Clary allowed Jace to guide her back through the crowds, away from her home and towards Jace's.

Sucky? Awesome? Best thing since City of Bones? Hah, no. THE COVER THOUGH. For those of you who have no clue what I am talking about, the City of Heavenly Fire cover was released. But yeah. I pray to Raziel that Jace survives..

But credit to those movies for the quotes. CLACE. Good Clace? Bad Clace? I loved writing this scene so much! It was just so fun to write those smartalek responses I had been craving to put in. MOVIE DATE NEXT CHAPTER GUYS. DO NOT PANIC LIKE I AM. HAHA. HAHAHA. MWAHAHAHAH. I kid, I kid. I solemnly swear I am NOT up to no good.

Love y'all.

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