Hi guys! I really hope you are enjoying this chapter! Can you believe it? I've already written 20 chapters (21, including this one!)! I'm sorry it's taking so long to write, but school is back again, and I have homework, and stuff. I still hope that this story is good! Plz review if you like what you read! I can't wait for what's in store for you! (Not necessarily THIS chapter, but I have a good idea planned...just keep looking out for updates!) oh, and this chapter is a mix of a Clary POV, and a Jace POV. Enjoy!

CLARY POV

I walked through the hallways of school, not expecting to see Aline. Oh, boy, was I in for a surprise. A very bad one.

"Oh, hey, Loser, what are doing here?" She said.

"This is a public SCHOOL, Aline." I replied.

"Whatevs. Hey, you know, you should really fix that hair of yours. It looks so ugly."

"And you should fix that face of yours. It looks so ugly." I shot back.

"How dare you!" She gasped.

"Look Aline. You might've once been a super popular Drama Queen here, but Aline, you are really no more than an empty blonde hair dye bottle. Hollow and useless. Also, you use hair dye. It's obvious, Aline."

"Okay, okay, fine! So I use hair dye! Is it that obvious that a loser like you would notice, through my beauty?!"

"No, I meant that the fact that you are hollow and useless is obvious. But yeah, also your dyed hair. Seriously, YOU need to fix it." I pointed out.

"ARGGGGGGGHHH!" She yelled in frustration.

After class, I found a note on my desk. It read,

'Meet me after school today in room 108. I want to congratulate you on your music video! Remember, today, BEFORE your final music video shoot!'

I wasn't sure who it was, but it could be Isabelle. I decided to go anyway.

I dreaded through another two hours of school, then I headed to room 108. I walked in and found it empty. "Hello? Hello?!" I said. It was starting to get a little creepy, because 108 was a room, abandoned ages ago. Suddenly, Aline appeared at the door. "I had my doubts that you would come, but you did!" She leaned against the wall, then stalked out the room. She closed the door, and I heard a clicking sound. She locked it from the outside. I lunged for the door, and banged onto it. I tried calling Isabelle, but there wasn't any reception in this room. I sunk against the wall. I tried yelling for a long while, but no one ever comes down this wing. I wondered what would happen now. But I do know, that Aline is gonna do something to my music video. I know, that she'll try to take it for herself.

JACE POV

I waited at Alicante Records for Clary. I was surprised to see Aline instead. "Hey Jacey! Decided to come and wait for the Loser? She won't be coming today." Then she skipped over to Imogen. I hid behind a rack of costumes, listening to what she was saying to Imogen. I know that Aline is up to no good.

"Imogen! Clary said that she quit the music biz. And...um, she wanted ME to do the WHOLE music video shoot. Like, re-do everything, but with ME in it. I mean, I definitely have better LOOKS for this video, you know?" Aline said, tossing her hair behind her shoulder.

"Well, I don't know, if that's what Clary wants, but...well, the video is supposed to be natural. Everything...natural look to it."

"Your point?"

"You look like a Barbie doll. So...fake. Your hair is dyed. You put way too much makeup on. And your clothing looks like a rainbow threw up on you. But...I suppose, since I guess Clary wanted you to do this."

No she wouldn't, I thought. Clary isn't like that. She wouldn't stop like this. She would've given it to Isabelle, if anything. I stumbled from behind the rack, and ran up to them. "Wait! Imogen! She is lying. Clary would never give up her hard work like that. She was so excited over it this morning." I yelled.

"Aline? Is this true?" Imogen asked, clearly puzzled.

"No! He just doesn't know the real brat that Clary is." Aline replied hastily.

"Imogen. Give me two hours to find where she is. And let me talk it out with her." I said, shooting Aline a dirty look.

I looked at everywhere she might be. Then it hit me. Aline hid her. Probably locked her up. Where would be a place that Aline might lock Clary? Hmm. Wait...a deserted place...no connection...ROOM 108! I rushed to the old, abandoned room and unlocked the door. Clary ran out and swung her arms around my neck. "Thank you! I've been stuck there for hours! What has Aline done?" She said, all in one breath. I explained as we made our way to Alicante Records.

"What a jerk." She said. I couldn't agree more.

CLARY POV

I stormed into to studio, stomping around, trying to spot Aline. I found her by the mic. "Aline! You have a NERVE to do that! You know that this is important to me. You KNOW IT. I can't believe you. Just–you've taken it too far." I smashed a cupcake lying on a table into her face. She screamed and ran off to the bathroom to clean up. I went up to Imogen and explained. Now, Aline is never really gonna get famous, at least not by Alicante records. That, at least, made me feel better.

"Clary?" Jace walked up to me, as I headed back to my house.

"Yeah?" I turned around.

"Sorry about Aline. She's so...cruel sometimes. And blunt. You know?"

"Yeah. Not your fault. In fact, I want to thank you. So, thank you."

"Anything, for you, Clary." He escorted me back to my house. We stood there, right outside by front door in silence for awhile. Then, I said that I'd better get going. I fumbled with the keys and opened the door. I watched as he walked away, his hair looking as gold as ever. I sighed, and walked up the stairs for a nice, soothing nap, after this long, long day.

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