The day after the incident, I try my hardest to think when would be the right time to confront the girls who probably threw something at Clary. I can't just walk up to them right now when the first class is about to start. Maybe during lunch. I know that then they go somewhere to fix their makeups or something. Yes, then I will do it. They will never hurt Clary again.
"Why do you look so stubborn?" Clary asks, interrupting my thoughts.
"I was just thinking how I'm going to get the girls to confess what they did to you."
"Are you sure that they wouldn't accidentally confess to the principal if she'd talk to them?"
"I don't think they would."
"Okay, but how are you going to get the principal to believe that they did it?"
"I'll record it. And believe me, I will get them to confess. I mean, look at me. How could they resist this?" I grin and I point at my face. Clary sighs.
"We need to go to class," Clary says. She takes my hand and we start walking down the hall.
"You didn't answer my question."
"I thought it was rhetorical."
"Nope. It's always nice to hear that I look good." Though I don't really need that. I know it anyways.
"You don't need an ego boost."
"Fine. Don't compliment me," I say, pretending to be offended. We stop outside my first class.
"I need to go before I'll be late," Clary says and gives me a kiss. She hurries away. I guess she's not in the mood for my arrogance today. I don't think she ever is.
When I walk into the classroom, I see some of the popular girls looking at me with an angry face. The only one of them who is not even looking at me is Isabelle. She never really seemed mean. Besides from leaving Clary.
I have no doubt that they did that to Clary. Soon I'll find out for sure.
When the only class without Clary is over, I rush out of the classroom and hurry to Clary's class. She steps out of the classroom just when I reach it. She looks at me amused.
"There's my guardian angel! Just when I needed him," she says dramatically.
"What? Did something happen?" I ask alarmed.
"No, you idiot. Nothing happened. I was in class. You seriously need to relax."
"I can't relax after what happened. I was so scared when you wouldn't wake up." Clary comes closer and takes my hand. We start walking towards our next class.
"I just fainted. And I'm fine now. Try not to worry too much." I let out a sigh.
"Okay. I'll try to relax. But I will still take care of you."
"Of course you will." Clary smiles up at me and I can't help but give her a small kiss before we go inside the classroom.
During lunch I see the girls sitting at their table when we go to sit at our table. I'll follow them when they leave.
"Where's Jonathan?" Clary asks, noticing that Jonathan is not sitting with us.
"He stayed home. He wasn't in school yesterday either. Things are... I don't really know how they are because no one is telling anything to me. But I think that I can't just somehow magically make it better. So, I guess there's nothing I can do."
"I think that's good for you. You worry too much about other people's stuff. Including mine," Clary says and glares at me.
"Sorry," I say, but I'm not sounding apologizing at all. "I'm your guardian angel, so I have to worry about your stuff."
"Just eat your lunch."
As we eat, I sometimes glance at the populars' table to see when the girls will leave.
"Why do you keep looking at there?" Clary asks suddenly, clearly noticing how I do that.
"I'm going to confront the girls after they leave. I know they always leave at the same time."
"It feels like you're trying to be a detective or something."
"I kind of am. They're leaving! I need to go." I give a kiss to an amused looking Clary and get up. I walk a good distance away from the girls. I kind of start to feel like a creep. But I follow them anyways. I take my my phone out and press record on the program that records voice.
They stop and start gossiping about something. I notice how Isabelle is not with them. But I knew this already since I was sitting with them. She always stayed with Simon.
It doesn't take long for them to notice me when I walk closer to them.
"Jace!" one of them says cheerfully. I'm not really sure what their names are since I never really cared and they all pretty much look the same.
"Did you finally come to your senses and decide to come back?" another one asks. I grin. I just got a great idea. If I pretend that I'll come back and that I'm on their side, there's a bigger chance that they'll confess.
"Yes. I've been trying to come up with a plan to bring down that nobody I hang out with. Would you have some great ideas?" I inwardly cringe at my words. I do not like calling Clary a nobody. But I think I chose the words 'bring down' pretty wisely. Because they brought Clary down by throwing stuff at her.
"Oh, we already did bring her down, didn't we?" one of them says and they start giggling. Now I don't need to fake my grin anymore. It's very real because now I've got them. I just need to ask some more questions. The way they giggle makes me sick.
"What do you mean? Was it you that threw something at her yesterday?" I should be an actor since I can pull this off so easily. They all nod almost simultaneously. It's creepy.
"Yep. We threw one of these at her," one of them says pointing down to her high heels. Ouch. No wonder Clary had a headache.
"That must have hurt," I say pretending to be pleased with them. I still need to act like this so I'll have the recording for sure and they won't have any chance to try to get it from me. I don't think they could, but I need to be sure. I take the phone out of my pocket and still let it record.
"Oh, I bet she's still hurting." And they giggle again. I stop the recording and pretend to look at the time.
"I've got to go. Thank you for this," I say and they look confused. I hurry away from them. I see Clary walking out of the cafeteria just when I'm about to go find her.
"Did it go as you planned? Was it really them?" she asks.
"Yep. Though you may not want to hear the recording."
"Were they that awful?"
"Yes. And I had to act a little to get the information."
"It doesn't matter. It's great that you caught them and now we can give the recording to the principal who will take it from there."
"Maybe we should go right now?" I suggest. Why waste time?
"Yes, let's go." I take Clary's hand and together we go to the principal. I have no doubt that with the help of the recording, she'll catch them. Seriously, the principal, Dorothea, can be scary.
After Jace and I have talked with the principal and given her the recording, we go to our next class. Thankfully we have managed to change seats in some classes so we can sit next to each other.
"What was it that they threw at me? Did you find out?" I ask as we sit down.
"It was a shoe with a really high heel. I almost got a headache myself when I found out," Jace answers and winces.
"And I almost get a headache again as I hear that. I had a headache this morning but it went away when I took a painkiller." I probably shouldn't have told Jace that.
"You're okay now, right?" he asks concerned and holds my hand in his tightly. It always warms me how much he cares about me. But sometimes I think he should chill out.
"Yes. Like I said, the headache is gone. And now the girls will pay for what they did. So, I'm fine."
"Good. It's my job as your-" I interrupt him because I know what he's going to say.
"Oh my god! How many times a day will you say that it's you job as my guardian angel to take care of me?" Jace just grins at me.
"I don't know. Maybe at least five times? As many times as it's needed. It seems like you need to be reminded about it." Before I have time to answer, the teacher walks in and starts the class. I glare at Jace who is still grinning at me. Even though he annoys me, I still love him. But of course I haven't told him that yet. I'm not sure why. There just hasn't been right time. I don't even know when is the right time. Maybe now is.
I rip a page from my sketchbook. I always have it with me in classes since they can get boring and I like to draw when I'm bored. I write I love you on the paper and fold it. It'll be so much fun to see Jace's reaction.
I give him the paper and he smiles at me before unfolding it. Okay, I'm starting to get a bit nervous now. When Jace sees what's written on it, a really big and happy grin stretches across his face. He looks at me with that same grin and he looks so beautiful. I smile back at him and then he writes something on the same paper before giving it back to me.
I love you too. So much.
Your guardian angel
Of course he had to sign it with that. I turn back to look at Jace and he takes my hand in his. He gives my hand a quick kiss. We hold hands for the rest of the class and I can almost feel everyone's stares at us. Some of them are probably like: Ew, they're so in love. Some of them might be jealous girls who'd want to hold Jace's hand like I am right now. Some of them might even be happy for us.
But I don't really even care what they're thinking. I'm just so happy right now.
After the class ends, we walk down the hall, still holding hands.
"You know, it would be great to actually hear you say it out loud too," Jace says.
"What?" I ask, even though I of course know what he's talking about. I just want to tease him.
"What you just wrote in class."
"Oh that," I say acting like I just realized.
"Yes, that. Like you wouldn't know." Jace doesn't really seem to be bothered by my teasing. He still looks happy. But I decide to give in.
"I love you," I say and Jace seems to look even happier.
"I love you too." He gives my lips a quick kiss before we enter our next class. "I've known it for a while now, but I guess I've been a coward."
"I've been a coward then too. I guess I was bit of a coward now too since I wrote it on a paper, during class."
"No. I thought it was sweet," Jace says and once again takes my hand.
During the last class, which is of course art, we get to sit in our usual seats next to each other. Just when the class is about to start, the principal comes to get the girl who sits in front of Jace. She's the only one of the girls who is in this class. I see the other girls in the hallway behind the principal, looking really angry. I don't think this day can get any better.
I have decided that the next chapter will be the last chapter. I can't come up with more stuff and I think it's time to end this. I know already what's going to happen in the last chapter.
