I know I suck, and I'm sorry. School is overwhelming, so when I have some free time I usually end up reading instead...I don't know what else to say, Thanks for everyone who stuck around after Years. :) Also, I'm probably going to stray from the script a bit. Hope you still like it! Ps- I love being called an evil little elf. I'm serious! It's unique and teasing. Can't wait to use it on my friends. ;)

The characters belong to Cassandra Clare, and the plot is not mine either.

I stared up at the disco ball hanging from the ceiling. Where was he? And more importantly, when would everyone stop staring?

"I see you are standing at the centre of the dance floor..." I heard a voice say from behind me. Nomad...he was...Adam? Well...I could have done worse. Frankly, I wondered when he found the time to speak to me, seeing that he was always preoccupied with his game.

" You're Nomad?" I asked, not trusting my eyes. I knew it was too good to be true. "You may call me what you will, my fair lady." He smiled. "Um...I'm a little thirsty." I spoke up, and Adam, being the gentleman that he is, left to get some drinks.

"Princeton Girl?" I looked up to see, none other than Jace Wayland? Dressed as Prince Charming? oh the irony... God this was NOT happening. "Jace...You're Nomad?" He shrugged. "Well, I guess I didn't do a good job of hiding my identity." No. Absolutely not. This could not be true. Jace Wayland was an egoistical prick. He can't be the guy I love. He just can't! I was complaining about him...to him? He couldn't understand. It was just a lie... Was I being pranked?!

"This was clearly a mistake. I don't...I can't..." I muttered, looking around to find Simon or Izzy. Anyone. I needed to get some air. "Wait!" I heard him shout. "wait! stop!" "Listen, I don't know you. This...this was a misunderstanding."

"I know exactly who you are! You're Princton Girl! Listen...Just give me a chance!" "But..you're Jace Wayland." I emphasized. "I'm Nomad." he said. That is when I hesitated. Nomad. He was real. He was in front of me. But could I still trust him? He led me out the door. Out of the noise and away from the crowds.

"So, Are you going to tell me who you are?" He asked. I laughed nervously and shook my head. Is this a dream? Will I wake up to the sound of Celine screeching now? " I didn't think so...How about twenty questions?" Jace asked. "Hm..How about ten?" He smirked and raised his hands in a sign of peace, "Hey, I'll take what I can get." "Okay so first question...You do go to this school right?"

"Of course! What kind of question is that?" I replied, indignantly "Just making sure..." he laughed. He has a nice laugh... "NEXT question" he spoke up, interrupting my train of thoughts, those bad, bad thoughts..." Did you vote for me for Student Council president?" He asked "Surprisingly yes." I said, a slight blush colouring my cheeks. "Well I must have done something right." His grin widened. "Would you prefer a Big Mac, or a salad." I snorted. What type of question was that? My reply was immediate. "A big mac of course. How does that help reveal my identity? I asked. "Well, I like girls with a healthy appetite. Plus, you just ruled out more than half the girls in our grade." I wondered what he would do if he knew it was me. Diner girl. I wonder if he even considered me on his mental checklist of girls in which he was trying to find me... I wonder...

"Would you like to dance?" he asked, as we approached a beautifully lit gazebo. He held his hand out to me and bowed, and my heart melted. Was this guy for real? I was blushing from the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes as I accepted his hand. "But there's no music!" I protested. "So?" He smiled and led me up the steps of the gazebo. Nearby, a small group of musicians saw us and started playing the most romantic song I had ever heard. I just wanted to bury my head in Jace's shoulder and hide my blush. But his eyes never left mine as he guided me around the dance floor.

At the same time Simon heard a yell for help. Isabelle? But she had been right next to him just a minute ago... He ran towards the sound to see Isabelle cornered by Sebastian. "Such a pretty little thing" he sneered. "Where's your boyfriend?" He had her in a corner, and the cowards surrounding them either didn't notice or were too afraid to approach Sebastian. Simon saw a flash of anger in Izzy's eyes. But Sebastian was too strong. "Why don't you ditch your nerds and come hang with us." he said, a creepy grin adorned his face."I can show you a good time..." Her face was filled with disgust, and that was when Simon had had enough. "Hey! Leave her alone!" he yelled coming closer. Sebastian grinned. Clearly, Simon was no match for him and his prowess. "Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it?" He did not expect the strong punch from the scrawny kid. And so the chase began.

I could not breathe. I Clary Fray, diner girl extraordinaire was dancing with Nomad. NOMAD! And Nomad was Jace Wayland. I was still confused about that part. Maybe I had been too quick to judge him... before I could react, he was leaning closer to me. Closer... and I was unconsciously doing so too. His hands caressed my cheek as he gently touched my mask. Almost. We broke away abruptly to the sound of my phone beeping. The 12 o' clock alarm! I had to reach the diner before Celine got there.

"I'm so sorry! I have to go! I'm sorry!" I shouted backing away from Jace. My heart hurt. He still didn't know who I was. Would he be disappointed? "Wait!" He called after me. Running after me. But I couldn't stop. I didn't have the luxury of time. I had to find Simon and Izzy. And I nearly missed them. They were making out? Finally! My ship had sailed and Simon finally got the guts to kiss Izzy. But there was no time to celebrate. "Guys! We need to leave. Now! Make out later, Lord knows you've been waiting long enough to do so anyways." That's what it took for them to break away from each other. Izzy was blushing, but she was pleased with herself. Simon was disheveled, his eyes were wide, and so was his grin. Like he couldn't believe what was happening. I hated to drag them out of their stupor, but I could see Aline and Jessamine making their way towards the entrance.

The music stopped. " And your Homecoming King and Queen are...Prince Charming and his Cinderella!" Applause rung out as Jace was pushed to the front of the crowd. But he couldn't concentrate. Where was Princeton Girl? A spotlight shined on the steps where he saw two figures running towards the exit, hand in hand. And a third person, in Cinderella's gown was following. Princeton Girl. He rushed towards the staircase as fast as possible, the crowd parting for him, but by the time he reached the steps, she was gone. She was gone. Something caught his eye, on the ground there was a phone. Princeton Girl's phone. The only thing that could identify her.

Hey guys, I'm going to update the chapter in installments. I would have waited until I completed the chapter to upload, But I have made you suffer enough already. I hate it when my favourite authors don't update.

-Ishika