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CLARY POV

I walk into school on Monday, still overwhelmed with the events of the weekend.

I still couldn't believe that Jace would do something like that to me. I mean, he seemed interested and he was really sweet and stuff… Maybe he couldn't handle the distance and changed his mind? I don't know, but I wish he'd had the guts to tell me to my face rather than lead me on.

And the whole art school thing was confusing to me, too. I don't know what I want to do. I guess it'll be nice to get away and travel some while doing what I love, but I'm just not too crazy about the idea of uprooting mine and Luke's lives. Everyone we know and love are here, so why would we want to move away from them? Then again, it'd be stupid not to accept their offer. I mean, it's a full scholarship. To an art school. In Europe. What's not to like?

Ugh. Life could be such a bitch sometimes.

"Hey Clare!" I hear someone greet me just as I approach my locker. Maia. "How was your weekend with Goldilocks?" She asks, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Who?" I ask acting as if I had no clue who she was talking about while trying to unlock my locker.

"Jace?"

I stare at her blankly before turning back to my lock.

"Jace. You know, about this tall," she demonstrates, bringing her hand a few inches above her head, "blonde hair, arrogant smirk..?" She looks at me pointedly.

"Oh, that Jace!" I say as if I had just figured out who she was talking about, finally getting my locker combo right and successfully opening it.

She gives me a look. "Yes, that Jace. Though, I'm pretty sure he's the only Jace you know."

"Psh," I wave off her comment and put my bag away, "I'm sure I know a bunch of Jace's."

"Of course," Maia agrees sarcastically. "Anyways, we got off topic. How was your weekend with the Lightwoods and the guys? I didn't get the chance to call Jordan this weekend, so I wasn't able to ask him."

"It was fine," I shrug, attempting to act indifferent.

Maia raises an eyebrow, seeing through my act. "Just fine? You seemed pretty excited when you left," she presses.

"Eh," I turn to my locker and begin to fiddle inside, pretending to be busy. "Hey, you remember that school that I applied to a while back?" I ask her, hoping she wouldn't notice the subject change.

"Oooh, the one in Europe, right? That art school?" Maia clarifies. I nod in confirmation. "So, what about it?"

"Well, I got a letter from them on Friday…" I drift off.

"And?"

I turn to her with a straight face before breaking out in a face-splitting smile. "I GOT IN! Full scholarship and everything!"

"OH MY GOSH, CLARY!" Maia exclaims, "That's amazing! I knew you could do it." She pulls me into a bone-crushing hug, both of us bouncing in place and squealing in excitement.

"Whoa, whoa. What's up with all the hugging over here and why aren't I a part of it?" I hear a voice behind me.

I untangle myself from the embrace and turn to face the new-comer. "It's nice to see you too, Will." I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes playfully.

"Hey, watch the attitude, young lady." Will replies mock-seriously, pointing a reprimanding finger at me before pulling me into a hug. "Hey, Clare-Bear. You know seeing you is my favourite part of my day," he whispers in my ear teasingly.

"Isn't it everyone's?" I tease him in return. I pull back slightly to plant a kiss on his cheek before pulling away fully.

"So what got you two girls so excited?" Will questions.

"Oh yeah!" Maia squeals, bouncing up and down again, clapping excitedly. "Clary got accepted into that super prestigious art school in Europe!"

"Holy shit, that's great Clary!" Will congratulates me, pulling me into another hug.

"Thank you." I giggle, smiling along with them. "But…" I start, catching their attention, tucking a piece of hair behind my hair nervously. "I haven't called them back yet," I tell them, sheepishly.

"WHAT?!" They shout in unison.

"Clary! What do you mean you haven't called them back?" Maia yells as I shrink away from her slightly. "You're gonna call them and accept their offer, right?"

I give her a shrug in reply.

"What could possibly keep you from going, Clare?" Will asks gently, having seen my reaction to Maia's yelling.

"I don't know. I just - I was super excited after I read the letter and I talked to Luke about it, but…" I sigh, "I'll be so far away from you guys and I have to start earlier. And-and… I just-I don't know." I look down, confused.

Will sighs before bringing me into his side, my head placed where his neck met his shoulder. "Clary, you know that no matter how far apart we are, we'll always be here for you, right?" He waits for my confirmation, which comes in a small nod against his shoulder, before continuing. "You're like the sister I've never wanted, but got anyways," he jokes, causing me to remove my head from the nook of his neck to scowl at him. "And all I want - all we want - is for you to be happy and we know that this experience will make you happy. I know you're going to miss us and we're going to miss you too, but sometimes you've got to put that aside and live your life and experience things because you know that we'll be here for you always and forever." Will tells me sincerely, kissing my temple. "This is an opportunity you can't refuse, not only because it's amazing, but also because we won't let you. You deserve this more than anyone I've ever known. You're going to be so successful in life, Clare-Bear, and this is just the beginning."

By the end of his little pep talk, tears of appreciation and happiness are sliding down my face. I glance over at Maia and see her nodding in agreement to everything Will told me. Pulling away from him, I turn to Maia, giving her a hug before turning back towards Will. Bringing my arms up and around his neck, I give him the most affectionate hug I can muster before bringing my lips to his cheek for a kiss in thanks. "You're the best big brother a girl could ask for," I tell him sincerely. "So I guess I'm going to Europe then, huh, considering I've really got no choice," I say teasingly, grinning up at him.

Will grins at me in return. "Damn right, you have no choice."

Just then, the warning bell rings through the halls. "Shall we?" Will asks, offering us each an arm.

"We shall," I reply, as we take an arm each and make our way to class, laughing at our weirdness.

Ever since I'd decided to accept the scholarship to Idris Academy, I've been crazy busy trying to finish all my school work for the year since I'd be leaving a month and a half early, while trying to help Luke pack the house up. And let me tell you, it was not easy.

It was absolutely exhausting. Don't get me wrong, I was totally excited for what was to come. I mean, new school, new house, new scenery, new people - I couldn't wait. But I missed having time to myself and I barely got to hang out with my friends, what with getting all my school work done and packing. Talking about friends, I hadn't been to the Lightwood house since I'd last visited to see Jace, which didn't turn out too well, and I hadn't talked to Isabelle since the day after I'd decided to accept the offer. We'd made plans for me to come visit just before we left for Europe so I could say my goodbyes to everyone.

Luke and I had agreed to leave a week before I was expected at the school so we'd have time to settle into the house and such, meaning we'd be leaving the second Friday of May, which also happened to be four days from now.

I was currently packing an overnight bag for my visit to the Lightwoods. I planned to tell them about the scholarship when I got there. Isabelle and I had agreed that it'd be best to tell them in person and she'd promised me that she wouldn't tell any of them about it - I was counting on her to keep her promise. We also agreed that I'd stay over for the next three nights then they'd all come see me off at the airport. I honestly felt like the luckiest girl to be surrounded by such loving and supportive people.

Putting the last of my stuff in my duffel bag, I zip it up and put it over my shoulder, heading downstairs to meet Luke.

"Ready, kiddo?" He asks. I nod, and follow him as he grabs his keys and heads out the door. I toss my bag inside once Luke unlocks the doors before climbing in. We drive in silence before Luke speaks up again. "Clary," he calls, grabbing my attention."I never got to tell you how proud I am of you. You've been through so much in the last year and yet you've overcome it all and now you're going to this amazing art school and I just - I'm so proud." Luke grabs my hand, giving it a small squeeze which I return. "Ever since I took you in, all I've wanted was for you to be happy and to follow your dreams, and I know you'll get far in life. I honestly believe that you're destined for greatness." Luke glances at me quickly, giving me a meaningful look, "You're like the daughter I never had, and I wouldn't ask for anybody else."

I give him a watery smile, touched that he thought so highly of me. "My father was taken too early from me, as you know, but you've been in my life from the moment I was born. I couldn't ask for a better father figure in my life than you."

Luke sends me a big grin before turning back to the road, the rest of our journey spent in comfortable silence.

I'd drifted off into my own world on the way there, only jerking out of it as we rode on to the gravel road leading to the Lightwood house. The house was a bit secluded so it still didn't have a proper road to and from the place, but as you drove up to the house and past the gate, the drive became smooth as you drove onto the tile driveway.

Before Luke had even gotten the chance to turn off the car, someone had run out of the house and opened the passenger door, pulling me out and into an embrace, squeezing the life out of me.

"Can't - breathe." I managed to get out, causing the person to let go of me quickly. It was Isabelle - of course.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry Clary," Izzy began to ramble, "but it's been forever and I miss you and we haven't talked in forever and -"

I hold up a hand, causing her to stop. "It's fine, Iz. I've missed you too. It's been too long. Just, next time, wait until the car is off and I've gotten out." I tell her pointedly.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Isabelle says, waving a hand dismissively before perking up again. "Anyways, everyone's inside right now. I've kept them busy doing stuff around the house, and I kept my promise and haven't told them that you were coming, so they have no idea that you're here." She explains excitedly. "So we're gonna go inside and I'll call everyone into the living room." I nod to show her that I understand. "Once everyone's there, you knock on the door to grab their attention. It'll no doubt surprise all of them." Isabelle places her hand on my arm and looks into my eyes, meaningfully. "We've all missed you, Clary."

I nod, letting her know I'd gotten her message. I didn't miss the emphasis she'd used on 'all', which let me know that everyone - including a golden-haired, arrogant jerk, who also lived in the house - had missed me while I'd been absent.

"By the way, when I said that I didn't tell them anything, I mean that I didn't tell them anything. It's up to you to tell them your news - all of it," Izzy informs me.

I grimace, understanding what she was telling me. I watch as she steps into the house to gather everyone. I turn back to the truck to grab my bag. "You coming, Luke?" I ask.

"Yeah, but you go on ahead. I'll meet you inside," Luke tells me.

I nod in reply before making my way up the same stairs I'd ascended the first day I'd come to live with the Lightwoods. Taking a deep breath to ready myself, I step into the house, ready to become reacquainted with my 'family'. I walk down the hall toward the living room, my heart racing in nervousness and excitement.

"…reason why I called you in here." I catch the end of Isabelle's speech. Realizing we hadn't decided on when exactly I would knock, I decided just to go for it and stepped forward, knocking on the door rather than dragging it out.

The door opens almost immediately as I come face to face with the Lightwood clan. It was overwhelming seeing all of their faces, familiar yet not. It had been too long.

Their surprise was clear on their faces as well as the fact that they had yet to say a word, totally speechless. The silence was getting to me and I mustered up the courage to let out a pathetic "hello" accompanied with an awkward wave. It seemed to do the trick though, as everyone got up at once, crowding around me in a giant group hug.

A chorus of "Clary!" and "Oh gosh I missed you!" and "It's been too long!" was heard throughout the group. After a couple more minutes everyone stepped away and I proceeded to hug everyone individually.

After I'd hugged Robert and Maryse, I'd moved on to Alec, Magnus and Sebastian. As soon as Seb and I had parted, I was swooped into a bear hug by Jonathon. I let out a squeal in surprise as he lifted me in the air and hugged me tight to him. "Jon," I giggled, "as much as I missed you, I'd really appreciate it if you put me down." He did so, although a bit reluctantly as I went in for another hug before pulling away and planting a kiss on his cheek.

Next came Jordan. We'd seen a lot of each other, since him and Maia were still going strong and more times than not, he came over to visit her. It was cute - they were cute. He treats her amazingly and they're super happy together and that's all that really matters to me.

"Hey buddy," I greet Max. "It's been too long." I mess up his hair before pulling him to me in a hug. It pained me to leave Max when I left to move in with Luke and having not seen him since then was hard too, especially since I'd be leaving again in a matter of days. It sucked because I honestly saw him like a little brother and loved him as such too. "We'll go 'round to a comic book store, just you and I, some time tomorrow, alright?" He nodded in reply giving me a big grin as I placed a kiss on top of his head and moved on.

I approached Simon, the first person I'd befriended in a new house filled with unfamiliar faces. He honestly helped me get through the first couple of days and without him, I don't think I would've gotten by as well as I had. Isabelle was next to him of course, hands intertwined. I gave them a bright smile that they both returned before pulling Simon into the biggest bear hug I could muster. I inhaled his familiar scent, letting it wash over me and removing the last of my nerves I'd built up on the ride over, and relaxing me. "I've missed you so much, Si."

"Likewise, Fray. It's been far too long." Simon said in return. Though I hadn't been at the Lightwood house for long, Simon had fast become one of my best and closest friends. I could come to him for anything, even things I couldn't go to Isabelle or Jon, or even Maia or Will for.

I pulled away and looked up at him. "How you been Lewis?" I ask him.

Simon shrugs nonchalantly. "As best as I could be with my best friend going AWOL," he tells me with a pointed look.

I shrug sheepishly. "Sorry, Si, but life's been hectic."

"Yeah, yeah." He waves off my apology. "Just make sure you call every once in a while to check in, so I don't, yenno, go crazy thinking you've been kidnapped or something."

"I'll try my best," I cross my heart, trying to keep a straight face as Simon tried to do the same. It wasn't even a minute later that we both burst into laughter, Isabelle shaking her head at us, giggling along and saying something about our weirdness.

It wasn't until our laughter died down that I realized that the Golden Boy had yet to grace me with his presence. Looking around, I finally spot him on the other side of the room, leaning against the wall. Our gazes lock and I see different emotions pass through his eyes of sadness and guilt before he locks them away. "Later," he mouthed to me and I nod in understanding before turning back to the others and engaging in conversation again.

Luke had eventually joined us as everyone crowded around me on the couch and had started to catch up with me, telling me about all the things I'd missed. Though, he'd left a few minutes later to talk with Maryse and Robert as they started on dinner.

Maryse made my favourite - caesar salad as a starter, and spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread on the side. I missed Maryse's food. Luke could cook, don't get me wrong, but there wasn't a lot of food he knew how to cook. Eating grilled burgers and meatloaf every day for the past few months was sure to get repetitive at some point - which reminded me, I should probably enroll myself in cooking classes some time soon. Either that, or buy Luke a cooking book - maybe both.

As we sat around the table, eating and laughing and just enjoying being in each other's company, I couldn't bring myself to ruin the mood by telling them about the whole Europe trip. I decided not to ruin today and tell them tomorrow. Though, I think Luke had told Maryse and Robert if the looks of sadness they'd given me when I'd taken my seat at the table were anything to go by.

Later that night, I settled into my own room, changing into a pair of sweatpants and an old t-shirt. Just as I was ready to climb into bed, a knock sounded at the door. Walking across the room, I open the door to find Jace on the other side.

We stare at each other before Jace breaks the silence. "Hey," he greets me, rubbing the back of his neck in nervousness.

"Hey," I echo.

"Um… can I-can I come in?" Jace stutters. If I didn't feel as nervous as him, I probably would've laughed over the fact that he was so nervous.

I take a step back, allowing him to enter my room. Closing the door, I turn to face him, but look around the room to avoid his gaze. I hated the uncomfortable silence and said the first thing that came to mind. "What do you want?" It came out harsher than I intended, but I didn't feel the need to apologize. I was curious and the last we'd spoken really hadn't been my favourite moment.

Jace's gaze lifts from the floor, where it'd been since he'd entered my room, to meet my gaze. I see sadness, hurt and guilt, but it's gone before I know it, making it seem as if I'd imagined it. "I uh- I just wanted to- talk, you know? See how you've been since it's been a while since we've last seen each other." Jace said uncertainly. He seemed so unsure of himself, so unlike the Jace that I'd met when I'd first moved in with the Lightwoods. Back then, he'd been so confident and flirty, as well as an annoying jerk. Can't quite say I missed his obnoxiousness, but it was quite a big change in attitude.

During his rambling, I walked back over to my bed and sat down. "Come sit," I told him, patting the seat next to me. "I've got a lot to tell you."

Jace sat beside me on the bed, though a comfortable distance away. It saddened me that the comfortableness we had shared between each other was in the past. I hated all of this awkward, ex-whatever bullshit. "So... how have you been?" Jace asked. He sounded so proper that I took one look at him before bursting into laughter. He gave me a bewildered look, as if he'd just realized that I was actually crazy, before my laughter became contagious and he joined in.

Our laughter died down after a few minutes. We gave each other a look of amusement as we caught our breath before Jace gave me a serious look. "So..." Jace started, but I interrupted before he could continue.

"Take a walk with me," I stood up, offering him a hand. He gives me a look of confusion, but takes my hand nonetheless. I drop his hand as soon as he stands and grab a sweater from my bag before heading downstairs and out the door with Jace following.

It was one of the chillier nights outside as the weather began to adjust from spring and on to the warm, humid summer. We walked side by side in comfortable silence as we both subconsciously headed in the direction of the bench we'd sat at all those months ago when we'd had our first heart-to-heart.

We sat on opposite ends of the bench on arrival. Jace turned to me expectantly as I took a deep breath in preparation, calming my nerves a bit. "Um...," I didn't know where to start. "Isabelle didn't mention anything, right?"

Jace thought about it for second before shaking his head. "Nope, not that I know of."

"Okay," I clear my throat. "Well, I was going to tell everyone at once, but nows as good a time as any." I look down at my lap, playing with my fingers as I gathered my thoughts. I look back up at him, our eyes locking instantly. "A while back, before I moved in - when I still lived with my mom - I applied for this school. It's this really prestigious art school and it's really hard to get in to, but I wasn't in the best place and my relationship with my mother was fading and I just - I needed to get away. It was a long shot, you know? I never thought I'd get in, but it wouldn't hurt to try." I lost myself in thought as I remembered those last few months with my mother. How we acted as two strangers living in the same house. I couldn't even remember the last time I'd had a proper conversation with her. Sometimes, when I thought about my childhood, and compared my mother then to my mother now, it broke my heart. Every so often I'd cry myself to sleep thinking about it. The sadness, grief and longing eating at me and-

I shook my head, clearing the direction my mind had been going. "Anyways," I continued, "you remember that day when I last came to visit?" Jace nodded, though a little reluctantly as I saw the guilt and grief in his eyes. "Well, I came home and there was mail on the table. I was still a little upset about what happened earlier in the day with - you know. I wasn't really in the mood to sleep yet so I started flicking through the mail and I came across an envelope with my name on it. The return address was to the art school I applied to. I kinda had a mini freak-out, you know, but I didn't get my hopes up because it was more than likely a letter of rejection. So I opened the letter and I read through it - I must've read through it a dozen times - before I actually processed what it said." I paused. "I got accepted! Full scholarship - I couldn't believe it." I told him, a wistful smile on my face.

Jace gave me a smile, one of his genuine ones where you see the chip in one of his incisors and a twinkle in his eye. "That's amazing, Clary! Congratulations!"

"Thanks," I give him a small smile in return before bringing my gaze to my lap again. "I went to Luke's room and told him about it. I was a bit reluctant about going. I'd applied to get away from my mess of a life, but things had gotten better - a lot better - in the months after I'd applied. Yeah, my mom left, but I met the Lightwoods, and the guys, and I guess you were okay too." I tease him, giggling.

"Ouch. Your words wound me." Jace sends me a look of mock hurt, a hand over his heart as if I'd actually wounded him.

"Get over yourself," I say playfully.

"How can I get over myself when I've been graced with my God-like looks? That's like telling a flower not to bloom." Jace informs me jokingly.

I let out a loud laugh in response. Honestly, some of the shit this guy said was so dumb. "You're such a loser," I tell him, snuggling closer to him.

Somehow, during my laughing fit, I'd moved closer to Jace, his arm around me as I curled into his side, my head resting on his shoulder. I didn't say anything though, not wanting to make things awkward. I missed the feeling of comfort and safeness I felt whenever I was this close to him. I guess Jace somewhat felt the same since he didn't bring up our new proximity either.

"Anyways," I brought us back on topic. "I was really unsure about the offer. I didn't want to ruin the good things that were happening in my life. When I told Maia and Will, they couldn't believe that I was even thinking about turning them down. So after a lot of persuasion, they talked me into it." I sigh. "And that's why I'm here. Isabelle talked me into visiting before I left since I didn't know when we'd see each other next."

"Wait," Jace moves away from me to look down at my face. "what do you mean by 'when we'd see each other next'?" Jace asked, genuinely confused.

I close my eyes and pull away from him, turning to look across the park. "That's why I was so reluctant to accept their offer. The school is in Europe." I finally told him. I didn't want to see his reaction, hence turning away from him, but I could feel his eyes on me, probably trying to read my expression as he gathered his sure-to-be-jumbled thoughts.

"Europe?" He eventually said. "But - it's so far away."

I nod. "I know. But it'd be so stupid of me to not take up their offer, would it not?" I finally turn to look at him. Sadness, confusion, and worst of all, betrayal was written all over his face before he'd hidden them away, replacing them with his cool and indifferent expression. It broke my heart to know that I'd hurt him so much that he'd thought that he had to close himself off to me, to hide his feelings.

"So when are you leaving?" Jace asked me, his voice emotionless.

"This Friday," I answered quietly. "I wanted to spend the last few days with everyone before Luke and I left."

Jace nods his head slowly, letting out a humourless laugh. "Well then, I guess this is goodbye huh?"

"What? Of course not!" I cry. "I've still got time - we've still got time." I can feel the panic start to creep up on me. When I'd suggested the walk, I thought it'd help to avoid - or at least minimize - the Jace freak-out that was sure to happen. But I didn't think he'd shut me out, putting up his walls again. I could feel him pulling away from me, not only physically but emotionally too.

Jace doesn't seem to have heard me though as he begins to nod his head faster, as if finally understanding something. "Yeah," he murmurs to himself before finally looking up at me. I could see the nastiness in his expression, that stupid, over-confident smirk on his face and I braced myself to hear what he had to say. "Well, goodbye Clary. Have fun in Europe with all those British people and their funky accents and what not." Jace chuckles darkly. "You know what?" He asks, "I'm glad you're leaving. Ever since you got here, you've been such a pain in the ass. I can't believe I wasted my time with you." Jace shakes his head in disgust, looking at me as he stands up. "I honestly can't wait until you leave." He tells me harshly, giving me a glare before turning on his heel and heading back the way we came, leaving me on the bench by myself.

I sat there, shocked into silence as I watched him walk away from me. I couldn't believe he said all of those things. I mean, I totally understand that he'd be hurt - I know I would if he told me he was moving across the world - but this was ridiculous and completely unfair. What gave him the right to say such hurtful things to me? I thought he'd changed from the jerk he'd been when I first met him, but I was so, so wrong. He was an even bigger jerk than I thought and I wouldn't waste my time with him.

Wiping away the tears that I had unknowingly cried, I got up and headed back to the Lightwoods by myself. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he'd gotten to me. I was going to ignore him for the next couple days and spend time with people who actually enjoyed and appreciated my company, and would miss me when I was gone.

*timidly walks into room and waves awkwardly*

... Hello guys! I'm so so so so so so so so so INCREDIBLY SORRY. How've you guys been?! It's been FOREVER and I know I keep doing this to you guys and yall probably hate me, but I hope this update makes up for it! Virtual buffet for everyone 'cause yall deserve it! :*

I've honestly been working at this chapter since the last update (so the last five months) and it's been a b**** to write - though to be completely honest, I've also been incredibly lazy which probably didn't help anything. Plus, I just started my senior year (WHOOO) and I'm kinda freaking out 'cause I'm not ready for life after highschool at all. I'm actually incredibly happy with my schedule though! Two spares first sem and the whole weekend off for the second! Work and volunteering are also taking up a bunch of my time which sucks too!

I don't know if you guys care, but I also passed my road test at the end of August! I still can't figure out how I passed, but I did, so that's pretty cool. I hate driving though, to be honest. It's fricking scary... I've almost gotten into a BUNCH of accidents and I also got my first parking ticket - which my mom does not know about btw, but I paid it off so I'm hoping it'll be one of those things where you tell your parent about it a couple years later and laugh about it.

So... CLACE DRAMA! I'm sorry I left you guys hanging with the whole art school in Europe thing last chapter. I'm sure you all were wondering what would happen with everyone - especially Jace - when they found out and here you go! Though, you only got Maia's, Will's and Jace's reactions - and sorta Isabelle's - so I hope that'll suffice for now. Anyways, Jace was kinda sooky earlier in the chapter, but turns back into a big a**hole at the end, making Clary cry (that jerk!) and leaves her to walk back by herself.

So good news and bad news! Bad news - I'm not sure when I'll be updating next because 1) I suck at updating and 2) because I'm having trouble with getting the story to the points that I want it to go. I know what I want to happen, but I'm having a hard time with everything in between and such, so I'm hoping to figure that out and write at least a few chapters in before updating again so that I can update while working on later chapters. The good news though, is that I won't be abandoning this story - I absolutely hate it when authors do that and I don't plan to do the same, I just hope you guys can stick with me through the waiting and such.

BTW, ideas/suggestions are always welcome! I'm down to try to include what you guys want into the story, though not everything can be included 'cause it's gotta fit into the direction I want the story to go - so sorry in advance if I don't use your idea!

OH AND HAS ANYONE SEEN THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS MOVIE?! Let me know what you thought in a review. In my opinion, it wasn't all that great. I didn't like how they changed so many things and how they made almost everything take place in the Institute. I also didn't understand why Hodge looked like he was in his 60's when he was supposed to be the same age as Jocelyn, Valentine and Luke. And the part where Pangborn and Blackwell were interrogating Luke and one of them started humping his leg... Like I don't even know. I also didn't like how they made Valentine seem so crazed and stuff 'cause he was so not like that in the books. I did like Simon's character and I liked how Jace was sarcastic and stuff in the movie. But I didn't like how it seemed like they took random lines from the book and included it into the movie - it sounded so awkward and stuff. The fighting scenes were pretty good too though. Oh and when they went to Magnus' party and he didn't have pants on... I was just so confused.

Anyways, thanks again to everyone who has stuck with my story and my terrible updating skills. And hello to the new readers and your follows/faves/reviews! Even though I haven't updated, your reviews make me smile!

So let me know what you thought of this long-awaited chapter in a lovely review!

Hugs and kisses,

- MC

PS. Halloween is coming up (still another month, I know) and I'd love to hear about what you guys are planning to go as! I honestly have no clue, but since it's my last year in highschool, I'm thinking I'll actually put in some effort and dress up as something - I just have no idea what. Though, my older sister wants to go as shadowhunters, LOL!