Oh goodness guys! I finally updated! I'm so happy! :D Hope you are too.

And I finished Clockwork Prince! Can I just say...WOW! She needs to finish Clockwork Princess like PRONTO.

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Jamie POV

"Now kids, practice your stances and defense. Remember to keep low, feet shoulder width apart. Stance is everything." Craken, our weapon's tutor, rasped to us 11 shadowhunters in training. I glanced around the room, keeping my eyes half lidded and spotted my sister on the other end of the room, a living of example of someone that just might die from boredom. She had her wavy blonde hair twisted up in a knot on the back of her head secured there with a rubber band. Why do girls do that? Especially shadowhunter girls. It looks stupid, and is completely impractical. They're gonna be fighting all the time, why not just chop it short? A smirk creeped up my face. I wonder how slowly I'd die if her hair just happened to get shorter while she was sleeping...

I was pulled out of my plottings by Craken blowing a whistle and yelled for us to pair up. Praying my sister wouldn't pick me just to embarrass me. Over the past month six people have asked me whether she's my girlfriend since we walk home together and spar together all the time. We may not look that much alike but by the Angel, are people here dumb or what? Unfortunately Ari found out and now takes every opportunity she can get to hug me or kiss my hair. Blech...stupid sister.

I surveyed the small crowd quietly and saw Gabriel Vesea, a dark haired, dark eyed 16 year old corner Ari. He likes her. She hates him. I need to start carrying a camera around for when I find them making out in a dark hallway somewhere. At least I wouldn't have Kane trying to "hang out" when he comes to spend Christmas with us in a couple weeks.

"Jamie?" A high voice calls out my name and I turn. It's Riley. Oh God...

She pushes her short dark brown hair behind her ear and grins. "Gabriel sure likes taunting your sister huh?"

I look back over to see the two starting what looks more like a weapon war than sparring. "She deserves it." My eyebrows crinkle together as I look back at her. "Wait, you know she's my sister."

Riley laughs. It's a tinkling sound, like wind chimes. "Of course. I don't think you have the same last name by accident."

I feel myself smile as her blue eyes squint with her grin. "Um...wanna be..uh, partners?"

I hated the stupid stumble in my voice but she just giggled and grabbed a wooden pole. "How psychic. I was just going to ask you the same thing."

We began to spar, a blur of wood and clipped metal caps hitting the floor. Riley swung her pole out at me and I jumped, landing just to her right. I flipped my pole over my shoulder and it collided with her's, sending it skidding across the floor. With one twist, I gripped her wrist and yanked her toward me, just intending to pretend my pole was a blade against her throat, but her slight weight threw me off, sending me to the ground, her warm frame on top of me. I gasped as her breath hit my ear.

She immediately pushed up on her arms, gazing down at me. "Hey, you okay? I didn't mean to fall on you!" She exclaimed, eyes round with concern. I was really trying not to think about how she was sitting on my waist...

"What's up guys?" Ari's voice was soft with suspicion and Riley jumped off me faster than I didn't know I liked. Ari's gaze traveled to Riley and she smiled. "What's your name?" She asked sweetly. Ari talking sweetly? What's she up to?

I stood as Riley answered. "Riley Wenstill."

Ari's grin widened. "Are you friends with Jamie?"

Riley appeared to blush. "I uh, I guess so."

"We have demonology together." I pointed out, my tone neutral. What the hell are you up to! I snarled to Ari in my mind.

I told you to ask her out 2 weeks ago. Since you couldn't accomplish that I'll lend my help.

I flushed red. Ari don't you dare!

She just kept up that annoying smile. "Well, my uncle and his boyfriend are staying with us for a couple days. My mother said we could invite some friends over if we want."

"Thanks for the info Ari." I was just dying to call her 'sorry-ann' but didn't want Riley to hear.

Ari narrowed her eyes. "I was suggesting that you should invite her Jamie."

Just as I said, "I don't think..", Riley smiled, "Yeah, that sounds great."

I gaped, opened mouthed at her. "Uh...really?"

She blushed. It looked kinda nice against her skin. "Sure. I mean, if you want me there that is."

I gulped. "Um, yeah, sure. Great."

"See you at 7pm then!" Ari chimed, flouncing away. She whipped out her cell as she left the room.

"I'll um. I'll see you tonight Jamie." Riley whispered. She glanced around the room, her cheeks a dark pink stain, and leaned forward so her lips just brushed my cheek before practically sprinting from the room.

I dropped my pole and touched my cheek.

Did she just kiss me?

Quickly grabbing my stuff I ran from the training room and all the way home. I drop my duffel at the door and almost run into uncle Alec.

"Whoa kid, where are you going?" He asked simply. Uncle Alec had to be the most stable thing around. Same messy black hair, slightly worn sweater, blue eyes. Really familiar to Riley's blue eyes...

A hand passed in front of my eyes. "Jamie. Wake up." Uncle Alec's voice pulled me back to the surface. I smirked.

"Sorry." Without any other word I dashed up the stairs to my room and shut the door. I sagged against it, finally sliding down to the floor. I leaned my head back against the wood and thought for a second. Riley's coming to dinner. Riley Wenstill is coming to dinner. At my house. With me. And my nut-zo family. By the Angel. Another urgent matter caught me.

What do I wear?

Oh gracious. Jamie is a little stinker isn't he. So is his sister.

Riley...where's that going you think? Jamie seems pretty...smitten for a 13 year old.

And do I smell a love triangle? Do you? You might...