So this chapter is a collaborative between the user Sadheart and me.

I'm sorry for the inconsistent updates and those who have encouraged me and responded to my PMs. You can still PM if you would like to collaborate with me for the sequel and I'll give you a layout on the basis and they key elements.

Chapter 13

Clary pov

Jace emerged from the bathroom only wearing a towel. I hide my blush by turning around and kicking my bag that contained the magazine under my bed. I don't want Jace to know how much Kaelie hated me.

I don't even know why Kaelie loathed me. Was she just jealous that Jace actually like me? Also, maybe Jace still had a thing for Kaelie because he still might have that player side in him. You never knew with Jace.

"I hope you don't mind, Clary, but my clothes from last night are dirty and I am not wearing those again. The towel is all I have." Jace says, grinning. "But I don't mind."

I roll my eyes. "Shut up. I have clothes for you." I quickly rifle through my clothes and find Jon's old UCLA jersey. I was proud that Jon managed to get into a good school. I've been attending community colleges that has art courses, but I never fell in love with one college.

I throw the shirt at Jace, whose eyes are golden saucers. "You have a guy's shirt?" he demands. "When did he come over in your room and-"

I snort. "Relax, Jace, it's Jon's shirt." Does he really think that I am that type of girl? Was it wrong that I dated someone before him when he could have one thousand flings?

Jace did not relax. His grin disappeared as he rapidly shoots off, "Jon? Who's Jon? Your boyfriend that-"

I roll my eyes and place my hands on my hips, cutting him off. "Jon's my brother, Jace. That's gross. You met him today at the studio."

Jace goes silent for a moment and flashes me a grin. "Okay. That's fine, I guess." As I roll my eyes, he plops onto my bed, his towel loosening up. He grins wider as he sees me flush. "Aren't you going to take a shower?" he adds when I continue to stare at him.

I flush again and head to the bathroom, firmly shutting the door behind me, and shower quickly. When I step out, I realize that I left my clothes on my bed. The bed as in where Jace is.

"Jace!" I scream and add, not giving him time to reply, "get my clothes!" I stand there shivering because there is only one towel which Jace has around him.

I hear Jace approach the door."Here." he says. When the door slightly opens, I reach my hand out to grab the cloths, but only find Jace's outstretched hand. He pulls me out of the bathroom and flings me onto my bed. His towel is still loosely wrapped around him, my clothes are nowhere in sight.

He grins cheekily as he hovers above me, his smirk never seeming to end.

"Jace!" I protest. "I'm going to get the bed soggy." I say blushing furiously.

Jace stays silent for a couple of beats, his eyes raking over my body. I realize that I am still naked and blush more than I think it is possible to.

"Jac.. " I was cut off by Jace kissing me, as I firmly kissed him back.

We did not end there, but this time we made sure that we used protection.

Izzy POV

After I saw how much Kaelie hated Clary and had worked to wreck her social life, I made a plan that I will show the world the real Kaelie. How can people be so ignorant of the real Kaelie? Are facades all what people see?

I signed Clary up for an art gallery to sell her paintings that she has been hiding in her attic. Clary is a self-conscious girl, especially when it comes to her paintings. Her paintings are beautiful and express her truest feelings.

I know that Kaelie has this grudge against Clary, but I'm not sure what for. Kaelie, Clary, and I went to the same high-school together, and believe it or not, Kaelie used to be the innocent teacher's pet. Then she suddenly changed into the teacher's worst nightmare. I just know that something drastic in Kaelie's life must have happened to utterly change her personality.

Kaelie has secretly destroyed Clary's reputation all over the media and magazines. If Clary ever needed to be an equal to Kaelie as in the eyes of the press, she would have to do something big.

When Clary received the money from her artwork, which I'm sure will sell quickly, I would put her in a Cancer Support Society and World Peace Group. In these associations, you couldn't wear slutty clothes; it was appropriate the wear worn down jeans: basically, Clary's style. It would show support for these organizations whose members were mostly poor and the sponsors rich.

And the world would see what a great person Clary was when she helped out. Kaelie would never do anything of some sort like that. I would also post an argument Clary and Kaelie would have in the studio online.

Oh, Kaelie you better watch your back.

Clary pov

Today is the day of the wedding scene, marking the last day of the film. Hurray. I did not want to tolerate this anymore. It was ironic that I wanted the role as an actor when I wasn't an actor, when I didn't want the role as the artist when I was a good artist.

I had to go early to the studio to prep since the filming would be in the afternoon. In the studio, I helped Magnus prepare for the wedding scene. I angrily set up the pews, dried the slick white paint, and yanked the white curtains in the perfect position that I had laid out.

I was not in good mood; I didn't like that Jace has to play that marriage scene with Kaelie, even if it was for acting. On the bright side, yesterday, Jace and I decided that we wouldn't keep our relationship a secret; In fact, we decided to kiss in front of everyone, since we didn't have anything to hide.

After two hours of prepping the wedding scene, Jace finally arrives to get familiar with the scene. Right when Kaelie was about to head over to Jace, I walk over to him first, immediately attracting her attention.

When he notices me his face lights up. As soon as I'm in arm-distance from Jace, he wraps his arms around me, abruptly kissing me like there's no tomorrow. Just as abruptly, we were cut off by a high, shrill voice that belonged to Kaelie.

"What are you doing, Clary?" she sneers, "Get away from my boyfriend, you slut!" she raises her voice , drawing almost everyone's attention in the room.

I look quickly over my shoulder to see Izzy video-taping us. She gives me thumbs up and I take a deep breath.

"Actually Kaelie, Jace was never your boyfriend. You blackmailed him to act like your boyfriend by using the photos you took of me that I looked horrible in. He only agreed to be yours so you wouldn't post the photos, but there is no use anymore because you already have put them online, thus going back on your word. Now do us a favor by closing your legs. Maybe then will meet a good guy and won't end up as a slut your whole life!" I yell back at Kaelie.

Now the whole studio is staring at me, shocked, because I never stand up for myself. I was also shocked, but I guess that all people just need is this little push.

I feel like I'm on a roll, so I add, "By the way Kaelie, stop lying to the media that I couldn't get the role Valerie just because I said words that I regret." I toss my head. "I got the role first, and nothing will change that in history."

Kaelie looked at me angrily and pulls out her phone to text her friends. "This is so not over." She looks back at me and Jace, eyes narrowed, "Jace loved me first. He asked me way before you came, Clary, then we broke up. Just remember that."

"Oh Kaelie, two can play this game, so if I were you I would watch my back," I say to her and head to the back of the studio, with Jace on my heels. Jace lifts me up and when he finally puts me down he looks at me, proud of me.

"Oh baby, that was amazing, you showed her the real Clary." he says, then before I can answer, he kisses me and I kiss him back. We finally break and Jace leans into me, whispering, "I love you," while looking at me with love in his eyes.

"I love you too," I say back with the same amount of love shown in my eyes, too.

A lot of things happened in the past 24 hours in the morning after Jace and I finished love. We sat at the studio's lounge, sitting in comfortable silence.

After a while thinking that Jace needed to know about Kaelie's deep hatred for me, I sighed; I pulled out the magazine out of my bag and showed it to Jace.

I watched Jace's face as he flipped through the pages: he actually cared. He threw the magazine in the trash, ripping it into tiny pathetic pieces much to my protest. Then wrapped himself around me, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.

Soon, Luke arrived with the rest of the cast.

"Okay, cast, today's the last day and right now is the last scene. Let's make it count." We got into our places, my emotions high. "I know you're all pretty curious to see who will play the part of objecting to the wedding, but I want it to be a surprise. Don't worry, I trained this actor. We actually knows one of you guys. He plays a tiny role in this movie, but a big role in the next. I want you guys to act like your lives depended on it."

Kaelie pov

Earlier

I can not believe that bitch Clary if she thinks that I will give up easily. She has something coming her way; who does she thinks is she to embarrass me like that in front of everyone?

To be honsest, I was not always like this, but when I was in high school my parents left me. But then I still had the love of my life: Merlion. But that connection was destroyed by that Clary. She scared him away and he left the school, without a word. Apparently Clary had "talked" to him when he said just a few mean words to him as revenge.

So I become a slut so I would not get my heart broken again, but after I met Jace, I honestly started to fall in love him, but Clary came in the picture and she steal him away from me. I won't let her so she better watch her back. She ruined my first love, so I'll ruin hers.

After I finish getting ready to shoot the wedding scene, I go to my spot in a gorgeous dress the designer Izzy had created. During the shooting, I must admit, I enjoyed the moment more than I should, because I know that Clary is angry. Her face is red as her hair, a priceless moment that I told Aline to capture with her phone.

If Clary really thinks that she can just waltz into my life and steal what I originally had, she's wrong. Merlion was my last tie from emotionally breaking down and Clary broke that. For months I was on my own, trying to figure out who I I finally felt that spark of love again with Jace. Then Clary and Jace meet: my life in repeat.

I can't face going through the depression stage again. Especially from the same person who cause it.

My face must have looked dazed, so I smile absently.

The priests clearly asks for any objections, and my curiosity picks up to see which actor will get the role to be my long-lost love in the movie that loves me, thus objecting the marriage. Luke had been keeping this role a secret for a long time, and it was awkward practicing this scene without the actor.

"Are there any objections?" the priest says, his voice ringing across the room. Jace and I stand on the altar, smiling and grinning at each other, though it pains me that this is an act.

"I object," a deep, somewhat familiar voice says. Jace and I turn around in fake shock, mouth dropping open, but my surprise was real. I freeze. I could not believe my eyes. How?

"Merlion," I silently whisper.

I know there's a few grammatical mistakes, but I'll fix them later. I just wanted to post this chapter because I haven't been posting.

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