Note: I know I said I would wait to post till we got to 180 reviews, but I decided to post anyways because I didn't want to leave ya'll hanging. So here is the next chapter!
Clary
As promised, I'm thrown from my warm sheets at the crack of dawn, but after Jace's midnight meeting, I'm in a good mood. I get in the shower as Izzy gets ready, and when I get out, work begins immediately.
My hair is blow dried, and curled into loose curls that fall in a sheet to my waist. I'm outfitted in a flowing emerald skirt with a slit up the side of my leg. A tight crop top and leather jacket and pair of black killer heels make the outfit.
"Simple, yet completely different from the paint-splattered jeans and band tee's!" Izzy squealed, clapping as I twirled. I didn't even have makeup on yet. Izzy applied a winged mascara and smoky eye, topped with blood red lips made the entire look.
"You are going to look hot stepping out of that cheery red car of yours!" she squeals. I hug her tightly and thank her. When we look at the clock, its time to go. As I'm running out the door, Jon stops me. I prepare myself for the speech, but it doesn't come. Instead,
"You look good sis, but if any boys say, or look the wrong way I will wring their necks," I smile and hug him. I pull back, and he slides a pair of aviators on my face.
"They complete the badass look," he states, slinging his own bag over his shoulder and walks out to his motorcycle. I take my car and Izzy grabs a ride with Simon. I would have gone with Jace, but Izzy made me promise I wouldn't let him see me until I stepped out of my car.
As I'm about to pull out, I get a text.
My Golden Boy- morning babe, can't wait to see you
ME- Me either *kissy face*
I make my way to school and take a deep breath. The parking lot if packed with my peers, and across the way, I see Jace, Magnus, Izzy, Simon, Alec, and Jon talking.
"Now or never," I whisper. If my car didn't grab attention, my outfit sure did. Whispers follow me as I walk to my group of friends, who have yet to notice me.
My classmates wonder who "the hot new girl with the sick car is" and I feel my chin lift and my confidence rise and I'm strutting by the time I'm only twenty feet away.
Magnus and Simon whistle. Izzy and Alec smile proudly, and Jon glares at every boy who spares me a glance. When I look to Jace, a smile of my own splits my lips.
I tug the glasses off my face and tuck them into the front of my shirt. His eyes drink me in they widen with every inch he sees. The way I stand, my leg slips from the slit in the skirt, and he all but passes out. The parking lot falls silent, finally realizing its me, Clary Fray who has earned the attention of Jace Wayland.
With determined steps, he closes the space between us and places his hands on either side of my face. He smiles and leans in for a long kiss, but I don't expect it when he dips me down and I'm engulfed by cheers and the feel of his smiling lips.
Note: Uber short, I know. This is just a filler with Jace's reaction, but I promise the next chapter will be at least four pages, probably much longer. I just had to give you guys something!