Clary's POV
I walk roughly through the hall, my foot has been bothering me because I decided to wear boots today, pinching my newly forming scab.
"Nice limp angel!" I hear Sebastian's cold voice from behind me, but I pay no attention to him. I flip my hair towards him, flipping him the bird over my shoulder, not even glancing twice as I walk inside my final period, art. My face feels flush and my temper feels flared as I wander over to my table with my friends.
"You seem angry." Alec says as I drop down into my chair next to Izzy.
"Any encounter with Sebastian Verlac is enough to put me in a bad mood." I growl as Jace comes into view, sitting down next to Alec.
"He talked to you?" Jace says angrily and Alec puts his hand on his shoulder.
"Easy tiger." Alec says I sigh.
"All of three words." I respond, and Jace sighs, pulling out a sketchbook, that he has yet to use since I've known him.
"I have no idea what I am doing for my project, hell, I don't even know what the project is. Clary, you are a shitty tutor." Jace says and I roll my eyes.
Our relationship is a little bit weird. We haven't kissed again, but we are a bit more touchy, and a bit more over protective, but as far as I know, aren't dating; I wouldn't mind if we were though.
"Sorry, I'll try harder." I say with an eye roll. I pull out my sketch book and continue working on my drawing from all of us from Jumper's Ledge.
"That's so amazing." Izzy says, snatching the sketch book and handing it to Alec so him and Jace can look at them. I only get upset when the boys start flipping through pages. I lunge across the table, grabbing the book out of Alec's hands, and pulling it into me. This book has been with me for five years, since my mom died, I don't need the boys seeing my raw emotion scribbled on a page.
"Sorry, but that is really private." I say, locking eyes with Jace and he nods slowly.
"Ok." He draws out, still eyeing me with a strange look, but he goes to his notebook, continuing to doodle.
"You know we are supposed to be drawing a distinct memory, not shapes, right?" I tell him and he glares up at me.
"That's meant to be a building." He narrows his eyes at me.
"Yikes, you really need help. Alec, move." I tell Alec, walking around the table and switching seats with Alec.
"You need a lot of help." I tell him, changing the page of the sketch book.
"Do not." He mumbles, sounding childish, but he is smiling. I lean over his shoulder, helping him, kind of, and Isabelle laughs.
"Can I take a picture of this." Izzy asks, pulling out her phone with a smile, "it's just too cute." She pokes fun and presses the camera button on her phone, making me roll my eyes.
"That was a mean face." Jace tells me and I knee him lightly in the back.
"Focus on drawing your shitty building, not on me." I tell him and he huffs, continuing to draw. I follow behind him, trying to shade and lighten up his lines.
"It's not shitty." He fake pouts and I sit back down in my chair.
"It's kinda bad." I tell him, going back to wok on mu own drawing, beginning to work on Alec jumping off the ledge.
The rest of the class goes by fine, I continue to draw and Jace tries every now and than to bang into me and mess me up, earning a kick from me. We all wait for the bell to ring before, 'running' out of the room, meeting ip with Simon and moving quickly to the bus. We are all very excited to move.
I plop down into the bus seat and Jace lands almost silently next to me and he drops his bag on the floor before turning to look at me, slight curiosity on his face.
"What'd Sebastian say to you?" He asks me, his voice coming our rough and I roll my eyes.
"You're still stuck on that?" I ask him and he nods, tossing his arm around my shoulders and I smile.
"Hey just yelled 'nice limp angel' after me and I showed him my favorite finger." I say and I feel his entire body go rigid, starting with his arm.
"Angel?" He asks and I nod, "I don't like it either."
"I'm going to kill him." Jace snarls, and I raise my brow at him, putting my hand on his chest.
"Not that I have a problem with that, but why?" I ask in return and he purses his lips.
"One, he doesn't need to be talking to you at all, and two, he used to call Izzy angel when the dated." Jace says, arm still tense and I lean into him. There is that word again, dating.
"If you are going to punch him, don't do it in school. If you get caught and get in trouble, I'll kill you." I say m making trouble sound like a toddler said it, and he suppresses his laugh, kissing the top of my head, causing my face to light up with blush and Izzy looks at us, brows raises. I wiggle out from underneath Jace's arm and lean back, looking up at him.
"We need to have the 'are we an us.' talk." I say, my voice low and he smiles, running a hand through his hair.
"I like that we are an us. What about us?" Jace says and the bus rolls up to our stop, and we all stand up, unloading. Jace and I hang back so we can have some privacy and have our chat.
"So.." I trail off and he smiles, taking my hands and he pulls me towards him.
"If I'm bad at anything, it's talking about how I fell. I know that if anything, I need you in my life Clary, as more than just a friend." He tells me and I smile, going up on my toes and pressing my lips lightly to his, as if to test out if he is going to throw me off. He gently pulls away, looking down at me, and he says, "you didn't let me finish." He says and my stomach drops. He is about shoot me down.
"Clary Fray, will you officially, all joking aside, be my girlfriend. You know I need you." He asks me with his stupid attractive crooked smile and I match it. This time, he makes the first move, bending down and pressing his lips to mine, slowly but firm and I melt into him. I feel his arms wrapping around my waist and I rub my hands up his back, feeling his muscles tense under my touch; I smile against him. I like that I have effect like this on him.
"We should probably go inside." Jace tells me, pulling away from me and I nod, trying to catch my breath. Jace laughs, grabbing me by my hand, leading me towards the door and Simon comes sprinting out, carrying two boxes. Izzy comes running after him, "Simon Lewis, give me my shit back!"
"They're going to get married one day." I laugh, telling Jace as we make our way to the stairs towards our soon to be old room to get our stuff.
"Ew, I don't need to hear that." Jace rolls his eyes, grabbing his box and grabbing my smaller one before I have the chance too.
"I can carry that myself." I tell him, putting my backpack on, as Alec walks out of the bathroom.
"You guys ready?" He asks us and we nod, following him down the stairs towards Ms. Wayland's office after he grabs his box. Izzy and Simon are already there, saying their goodbyes and we take our turns. I notice Jace seems to hold onto the old lady a bit longer then the rest of us, and I smile. He must really love her.
I go last, pulling her into a hug and she whispers in my ear, "I pray that your father never finds you Clarissa. And always know, if you ever need me, I will be here for you. You will always be welcome here." She tells me and I pull way, she hands me a house key and an address card.
"I do too, and thank you." I tell him, stepping back and Ms. Wayland smiles.
"Good luck you guys. All five of you, if something ever goes wrong, you are welcome back here." Ms. Wayland tells us, as we walk in a small huddle out towards the sidewalk. The new house is only about a ten minute walk, which us good because we can start taking the subway to and from school but only have a three minute walk to the Hunter's Moon. I walk closely to Jace, watching him closely but he doesn't really notice.
JACE'S POV
I definitely notice Clary's bright green orbs taking in every single detail on my face. I can feel her intense stare. I don't mind though, I think it is cute. But then again, just about nothing Clary could do would be cute.
"See something you like?" I tease her and she rolls her eyes, but she has a smile on her face.
"Ooh yeah." She says with a flirty tone, winking, and I make a small noise of surprise. I am not used to this type of behavior from her, not that I am complaining.
"Can y'all stop? I get it, you are in love or whatever, you proved it earlier when you guys made out in the front yard, but please control yourself." Alec says and Clary's face turns a bright pink, but I stay cool, raising my brow.
"Y'all Alec, really? I didn't know you were southern. Where'd you get that from? Maybe from that guy you have been hanging out around... what's his name? Magnus?" I ask and Alec flushes.
"Who's Magnus?" Simon asks and I smile.
"I am so glad you asked. Magnus is Alec's lover!" I tease Alec and Alec continues to flush.
"We are just friends." Alec says and I roll my eyes, but leave him alone.
"We will talk about this later." Izzy tells him, her voice firm. He groans, giving me a nasty look, and I look down at Clary, seeing her wild eyes awake again. I wish I knew what was going on in her head.
"Take it easy Fray." I say down into her ear and her eyes flash up at me.
"I am perfectly easy." She responds and I sigh. I would take her hand, or try to console her, but I am carrying two boxes. Her eyes continue to fly around the area. You can tell she is thriving off her flight or fight nature.
"No, no you aren't. Take a deep breath, we are almost to the house." I tell her and she sighs, nodding, trying to control her breathing.
We chat for a while, trying to pass some time, walking at a pretty quick pace, trying to keep up with Clary, who seems to be trucking on her little legs. We eventually reach the house and I smile. We have neighbors on either side of us and the house is a long shotgun style. Seeing the house in the flesh makes us realize how real this truly is. We are finally all moving forward in our life.
"Damn." I breath out, and Clary steps forward, unloving the front door, looking at us for permission to open it, "do it!" Izzy yells and she sighs, shoving the door open, "there is furniture." She yells, disappearing inside and looking around, making me lose sight of her. She is probably looking for a bedroom. The rest of us haul ass inside, racing each other towards bedrooms, hunting for one. Clary got settled in one that shares a bathroom with the room Isabelle picked. The stick their tongues out at me. Alec and I get rooms on the second floor, and Simon choices to stay in the basement; weirdo.
"Hey boys!" Isabelle yells, poking her head into the room, and Simon comes down at the sound of my sister's voice; once again, weirdo.
"I know it is Monday night or whatever, but can we go clubbing? None of us have work and today is a big accomplishment for us. We should celebrate!" Izzy says and I nod while Alec contemplates Izzy's idea.
"Sounds good. We will leave in an hour." Alec says and I nod in agreement. Sounds like fun. Izzy lets out a noise of excitement before running down the stairs.
CLARY'S POV
"I've never been clubbing Iz, I don't know what to do and I've never had the type of clothes that I need to wear there." I whine and she gives me a pointed look before looking through her closet, "maybe I shouldn't go." I say and she rolls her eyes.
"You are coming, and wear thud." she throws me a little green thing and I change quickly into it. It barley covers my ass and it shows a lot of cleavage, whatever I have to show anyway.
"You look hot." Iz tells me and I glance between the mirror and her.
"Yeah, I guess I do." I walk into the bathroom to finish up getting ready. I use her stuff to do my makeup and straighten my hair, almost making it reach my butt. I finish up just as there is a bang on the bathroom door.
"Come on Fray, we are actually all waiting on you." Jace say and I let out a groan, scrambling out of the bathroom as fast as I can without my boobs popping out of my dress and I hear Jace intake a breath.
"Damn." He says, his eyes wandering around my body, making their up to my face and I feel heat burning in my cheeks
"You're hair." He exclaims, reaching a hand out to run his fingers through it, "you look just as stunning as usual, if not more."
"You don't look so bad yourself." I take in his black jeans and black shirt. I press up on my toes, pressing my lips to his, pulling away quickly.
"Come on." I tell him, leading him behind me by the hand, out towards the foyer, meeting up with everyone.
"We gotta go." Izzy says, opening the front door and we all make our way outside, shutting the door and Jace locks it.
"You look good." Izzy complements me and I laugh, flipping my hair over my shoulder and acting like a bratty pre-tween.
"I know." I say and Jace grabs me by the hand, pulling me into him. We walk in a small, almost protective clump as we meet the line that leads into the club. I guess we are going to have to wait. Jace comes up behind me, putting his arms around my waist and standing behind me, making my face flush. I am not used to all of this touchy stuff, but I don't exactly mind it.
"You guys are obnoxiously cute." Isabelle says and I smirk.
"And?" Jace says, tightening his arms around me, pulling me flush.
"Nothing." Izzy says, rolling her eyes and I look up at Jace, taking in his angular features. I would love to draw him one day, but I doubt I could get him to sit still long enough.
"Come on through." The body guard says, eyeing us, or more specifically me, as we walk into the club. Jace lets go of my waist, grabbing a hold of my hand and tugging me inside.
"Do you dance?" He asks me and before I have the chance to assert, my beautiful blonde boyfriend tugs me into the mob of people, encouraging me to dance to the loud EDM music. I swing my hips around, basically gliding around the dance floor, and Jace laughs, watching me with obvious curiosity.
"You never seize to amaze me." He tells me and I grab onto Jace's hand, pulling him towards me, basically forcing him to dance with mr. He laughs, putting his hands on my hips; we dance together, bodies rubbing against one and other and a lot of laughing. I press my lips to his, we stop dancing, not caring who sees as we kiss roughly, holding onto each other.
I am so new to this but Jace makes me feel like an old pro. This feels so comfortable and easy.
