Fifteenth One Shot:

Softball

Jace POV:
I walk into the caf on the first day of senior year and immediately spot Izzy and Alec. I go over and take a seat at the table and greet them both.

"How is your baseball team going to be this year Jace?" Izzy asks.

"We'll be pretty badass. We only got one new player, so we all know how each other's plays. Which gives us a huge advantage. What about the softball team?"

"We're getting a new pitcher."

"Really?"

"Yea. Coach said he had been scouting the country for a good pitcher and he found one in Michigan. Apparently she's led her team to two state championships, was on an all star team that won three consecutive years, and she's been looked at from colleges all over the country since she was a sophomore."

"Holy shit. That's insane."

"I know. I can't wait to meet her. Maybe this year we'll win the championship. Aline totally blew it for us last year."

"Well, if this girl has a record like you say, I can't imagine you guys losing."

"I know. Coach says she'll be at practice this afternoon. So we'll see what she's made of. I just hope she isn't bitchy like Aline and Kealie. I can't handle another bitch on that team."

"Are you going to need a ride to your house today?" I ask, because her house is on my way home.

"Yea. Alec has to pick Max up." I nod and continue with lunch. After Izzy finished telling me about this girl, I couldn't help but be intrigued. I had no idea what she looked like, but her athleticism was kind of a turn on for me, hopefully she's nice to look at as well.

Clary POV:

I was starting my new school this week, and I had my first practice today. I didn't want to leave my old school, but this school in New York was known for their sports teams, and my father thought I'd have a better chance at getting better college offers if I went. I had built up the softball program at my old school. Freshman year we were awful, but sophomore and junior year we won states, and my all star team was untouchable. But I had to leave Michigan because whatever m father wants, he gets.

I spent the majority of the day helping unload the moving truck but when I looked at the clock, it read 2:30, and coach told me practice started at 3:00. I gathered my softball gear, and grabbed my keys and made my way out to my car.

"Where are you going?" My father asks while I pass him in the yard.

"Softball practice. Coach wants me to meet the team."

"Wonderful. I expect a full report when you get home."

"Yea father."

"And we'll be having batting practice from 7-9:30 tonight, don't be late."

"Yes father." I said as I got into my car. My father can only be described as a control freak mixed with a dictator. He likes things done a certain way and when they aren't his way, he gets mad. I pull up to the school and grab all my gear plus my back ups. I looked around and saw the baseball fields. There was a team there, which looked like the baseball team practicing.

I started walking past the team when everyone looked over at me. I looked up and realized that I honestly had no idea where I was going. I walked over to the fence and there was a boy standing there. I tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around.

"Hi, I was wondering if you could tell me where the softball field is. I'm new here." I asked and he gave me a smile. He had black eyes, and black hair. He kinda creeped me out.

"Sure thing doll. See where the building ends?" He says as I look where he points and I nod. "The softball fields are back there."

"Thank you."

"My names Sebastian." I nod and start to walk away. "Hey, you didn't tell me your name!" He calls after me and I turn around and smile.

"I know." I said and I turned around and was met with a pair of golden eyes looking at me. I smiled and started to make my way to the field.

When I got there I could see the team standing in a circle. I made my way over and locked eyes with a tall girl, with jet black hair and brown eyes. She cleared her throat and the coach stopped talking and she pointed and he turned around.

"Ah! Welcome! Let me introduce you to the team." He says and the team get into a line. "This is Clarissa Morgenstern, and she is our new pitcher. Is there anything you'd like to share?"

"I prefer to be called Clary." I said and the team nodded.

"Do you guys have any questions for Clary?" The one girl raised her hand.

"Yes Aline?"

"You're taking my position." She said and the coach was about to cut her off but she kept going. "So, I have to know how good you are to see if you deserve my spot. How fast can you pitch?"

"How fast can you pitch?" I said back and she smiled.

"My highest recorded is 51 mph but my range is from 47-50. Can you beat that?" She says and I laugh.

"My highest recorded speed is 63. But I range from 56-60 most days." I say and her jaw drops.

"Sweet!" One girl yelled.

"Anybody else?" The coach said and every one just shook their heads. "Great. Today we will be doing conditioning. I want three miles, and than 50 push ups, and after that 25 suicides." He says and I can't help but think how easy this workout seems compared to what my father puts me through.

After practice was over, everyone is laying on the ground and hunched over panting. I'm standing and breathing a little heavier than normal but not by much.

"Alright girls, you get tomorrow off, but we're back at it again on Wednesday." He says and the team disperses. I stick around because I need to talk about the schedule.

"Hey coach, can we talk for a moment?" I say and he nods. "I would just like to know what the fall ball schedule will be like."

"Of course. We have practices three days a week. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday's. Monday's are conditioning. Wednesday's are batting practice, and than Friday's are field work. So you'll be pitching with our pitching coach, although, I don't know how much work you'll need. When I talked to your dad he seemed to have a really good schedule of your pitching routine."

"Yea. He's been my pitching coach since I was 11. But I'd love to see what the pitching coach has to say. It's always nice to have a second opinion."

"Who was your pitching coach in Michigan?"

"My father. He threw a huge fit to the athletic director until they allowed him to coach me."

"I see. Would you like him to be your pitching coach here?"

"No. He trusts whoever is the pitching coach here. I think he said they went to school with him."

"Yes, Stephan and your father go way back." I nod and say my goodbyes and walk back to my car. When I get to the parking lot I see the girl with jet black hair and she waves me over to her, and there is the golden boy from the baseball field. Figures they'd be dating.

"Hi, my name is Izzy and I'm super excited that you're here!" She said and I just smiled she was really perky.

"It's nice to meet you Izzy. What position to do play?"

"Short stop."

"Nice. I always wanted to be short stop, but my father insisted I be a pitcher."

"Well look at you now. When coach told us your stats I was floored. You got talent girl."

"A lot of work went into that talent. I haven't had a break in 8 years."

"Damn girl. When do you actually start coming to school?"

"The school gave me until Wednesday. I'm helping my dad unpack and get the house ready."

"Where do you live?"

"I live in the house at the end of Sunset Ave."

"Jace! She's your neighbor!" She screams at the boy standing by his car. He simply nods and looks back at his phone. "Don't mind him, he's kind of an asshole to everyone."

"I can hear you." He said and she just rolled her eyes. I guess they aren't dating.

"That was the point."

"Come on Iz, I need to get home. And you'll see her at practice." He said and she smiled and said goodbye and I got into my car and made my way home. It was about 6, and I made dinner and for into a clean set of practice gear.

My father had a batting cage built in our backyard. When I got out there I saw him standing in the cage already. I put on my helmet, stepped into the cage and he started the pitching machine.

Jace POV:

When I got home I heard the sound of a bat hitting a ball. When I got up into my room I opened my window and saw the girl outside with her dad having batting practice. She was a true athlete and I couldn't help but respect that about her. I took a nice long shower and when I got out she was still out there. I sat at my desk and did my homework while watching her practice. I haven't seen her miss a ball yet. She was impressive, and very attractive. When I finished my homework, I looked at the clock and saw that it was almost nine and she was still out there. I watched for a couple more minutes until she missed a ball. She dropped her bat and her dad readjusted the pitching machine and he let three rip right into her ribs. I couldn't believe it. He turned the machine off, walked passed her, said something to her and left. She was on the ground, clearly in pain for about 8 minutes before she got up and removed her helmet. She tilted her head back and her eyes met mine. She gave me a small smile before heading back inside. No wonder she was the best high school softball pitcher, her father was mid evil when it came to punishment. I laid on my bed thinking about the redhead next door, and wondering how long it'll take me to get to know her.

Time Jump - Softball Season

Clary POV:

School had been going well. Off season for softball was really intense but I enjoyed it. The girls on the team were nice, except for Aline and Kealie. They didn't seem to like me much. Izzy was pretty cool. We had become pretty close recently. I met her brother Alec, and my neighbor Jace. I learned that they had been best friends since they were babies so they were practically siblings.

Softball season started next week. We had our first game, and Izzy was freaking out. I guess I was used to the pressure, that it didn't really get to me anymore. My only concern was my father. Since the day he hit me in the ribs with the softballs he hasn't had the need to punish me and I was really hoping to keep that streak going. When I got to lunch Izzy was freaking out.

"What's wrong with Izzy?" I asked as I took my seat next to Jace.

"She's worried about the game."

"Why?"

"The team you guys play on Thursday is the team that beat them at states last year. It wasn't a great game."

"What happened?" I ask.

"Aline gave up three home runs, and one grand slam. It was brutal to watch."

"Damn." I said. "How come they didn't get a new pitcher?"

"She was our back up. Our other pitcher threw out her shoulder, and she needed surgery. Which is why coach went searching for a pitcher. He needed a good one." Izzy chimed in and I couldn't believe it.

"But you guys have such a solid athletic background. There had to be someone who was better than Aline."

"We had tryouts. Aline was our best shot."

"That blows."

"How many runs have you given up in your career?" Izzy asked.

"None." I said and Izzy was stunned.

"Really?"

"Well, I'm a starter, so when I get pulled out I normally don't have any runs scored."

"I have a good feeling about this game now." Izzy said and I couldn't help but laugh. I was actually excited about this game. It was my first game with this team, and during a game is when you really see the talent.

When Thursday rolled around, we got out of class during sixth period to get ready. Izzy was in charge of getting everyone game ready. I had my uniform on, and my hair was braided back into a pony tail. My makeup was subtle, and I had my visor on.

"You ready?" Izzy said from behind me.

"Of course. Are you?"

"I'm excited. Ever since last season I've been out for revenge on this team. I want to kick their ass." She said and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, let's go kick some ass." I said and the team made our way out onto the field. When we got into the field I couldn't believe my eyes. Maia was on the other team. Her and I were rivals back in Michigan, and I had no idea she was going to be here. I shook my head and made my way over to our dug out. They called captains and Izzy and I, walked out onto the field and sure enough Maia walked out as well.

"Well look who we have here. Get bored of me kicking your ass in Michigan?"

"You kicking my ass? Please, you never won a game against me." I said and I knew Izzy was confused.

"You keep telling yourself that Clare."

"Shall we look at the statistics?" I said and I saw her jaw clench. "Out of the 12 games we played against each other, I've won all twelve. I struck you out every at bat, and I've hit four homeruns off of you. I think I have a better record." I said and the ref told us whatever he had too, and she stormed off.

"What was that all about?" Izzy asked.

"We were rivals back in Michigan. She hated me because she could never beat me. I had no idea she was moving too."

"I bet that school recruited her too. They lost three of their best players last season."

"Well, now we really have to kick some ass." I said and Izzy smiled and we grabbed our gloves and made our way out onto the field. I took a deep breath, and closed my eyes. When I opened them, the batter was in the box, and it was now or never.

Jace POV:

I couldn't take my eyes off Clary. Getting to know her from school or hanging out as neighbors she was really cool, and such a sweet girl. She never had a bad thing about anyone, she was always smiling, and she was just such a great athlete. She had been recruited to Texas A&M along with Izzy and I. We were all super excited to be going to college together. We planned on getting a house down there, and I couldn't help but feel really happy to know that I'd be close to Clary like that. There was something about that girl that really made me feel good, and i wanted to see where it went.

The game had started and Clary was killing it. Most of these girls had no idea what was going on. They just watched a ball go past them without a swing and struck them out every time. It was insane how good she was. I mean, I always thought our softball team was good, but she just took it to a whole other level.
The game ended and the score was 6-0. Clary had hit a home run, and had three RBI's. Honestly, she was amazing. When they broke apart they all started getting their things I walked over and wrapped my arms around Iz.

"Well done." I said and she turned around and smiled.

"Don't look at me, Clary kicked some serious ass today." She said and Clary smiled.

"That she did. You're truly amazing Clare." I said and she smiled again before walking away. I watched her for a moment before turning back to Izzy and she had a bigger smile on her face. "What?"

"You totally like her." She said and I couldn't help but laugh. Sometimes I did that when I was nervous.

"What?"

"You like her, and don't try to deny it. I've known you since we were babies. I know you, and I've never seen you so attentive to a girl before."

"So what if I do?"

"Do something about it. You live next to her, so you have no excuse about being a bitch about it. Ask her out."

"Izzy." I started but she cut me off.

"No. Listen, you've gone through your man whore period when you were a freshman and when you got serious about baseball you poured everything into it. I haven't seen you act like this about a girl. I think you two would be great together. She's funny, and smart, and sarcastic, and athletic. It's literally everything you could dream about in a girl. She's fits with you. So do something about it." Izzy said and I couldn't help but agree with her. Clary was everything I've ever wanted in a girl all rolled into one. And if I wanted her to be mine, I had to act on it soon.

"Okay. I'll talk to her when I get home." I said and she squealed and gave me a hug. When I got into my car and started making my way home I started to feel the nerves. I could only hope Clary felt the same way about me.

Clary POV:

I left the game as soon as I could because I just couldn't look at Jace any longer. Ever since I started to get to know Jace, I've had the biggest school girl crush on him. He was smart, and handsome, and athletic, sarcastic, but he was also really sweet, and kind, and generous. It wasn't fair that all those qualities were in one human, but Jace Herondale was one of the rare ones, and being in the same area as him always made my heart race, and for the past couple months it's been harder to hide it.

When I got home my father was waiting out in the batting cage for me. I sighed and made my way out back and he didn't look too pleased. I set my stuff down before walking over to him.

"I saw your game today Clarissa. And I'm not pleased." He said while he twirled one of my bats in his hands.

"What do I need to improve?" I said as he took a step closer and it took everything in me not to back away.

"You're pitching was sloppy, and you could have got at least three home runs today. 6 is a rather low score with how many opportunities you had to get runs." He said as he took another step towards me. The bat swung and hit me in the hip and it took everything in me not to scream out in pain. He dropped the bat and I opened my eyes.

"I didn't dedicate my life only to have you make me look like a failure." He spat at me and than walked into the house. Once I heard the door shut I let out a small cry. It was very painful to be hit in the hip with a softball bat, but he knew he wouldn't damage anything or that it wouldn't be seen so I was used to it, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt like hell. When the pain subsided I turned around to go inside when I saw Jace standing here.

"What are you doing here?" I asked trying not to show any pain.

"I came to talk to you." He said, clearly looking shocked.

"What did you see?" I asked and his eyes focused on mine.

"Enough." He said and I just looked down at my feet. "Do you need help?" His question shocks me but before I know what I'm doing in smiling.

"Sure. I was just about to take an ice bath. Want to keep me company?" I asked and I could see the surprise in his eyes.

"Okay." He said and I motioned for him to follow me. I opened the door to my garage and he saw basically an athletic trainers room. It was equipped with all the things necessary for injuries. I turned on the bath and started stripping out of my uniform. I was down to my spandex and sports bra before lowering myself into the tub.

"I haven't had to take an ice bath in awhile."

"So why now?" He asked as he say on the edge of the tub.

"I've been working extra hard the past couple months, and it's taking toll on my body."

"You're already amazing. I can't imagine you need much improving." He said and I just laughed.

"Nothing is ever good enough for my father. If he watches a game and I get 1 home run instead of the four that he saw I could have, he will be disappointed in my performance. If I give up too many balls, he'll have me practice pitching until I am throwing 99% of strikes."

"He sounds awful." He whispered and I couldn't help but laugh which caused him to smile. I really liked his smile.

"It's honestly all I've ever know. I watched him do it with my brother, and than when I started softball competitively he started with me."

"You have a brother? I just thought it was you and your dad."

"My mom and brother are back in Michigan. Unlike me, he went to the best high school there, and he was recruited to the University of Michigan. He lives at home, my father thinks you get too distracted if you live in the dorms."

"Is that why you were so adamant about getting a house down in Texas?" I nod. "It's going to be tough with us all being so preoccupied with sports, money might be tough and we might be living off of spaghetti." He said and I laughed.

"My father bought the house." I said and he looked stunned.

"Seriously?"

"I told you, he's serious."

"What's he going to do when you leave?"

"Sell this house. Go back to Michigan, and check in on my brother, and than buy an apartment in Texas and him and my mom will switch out who looks over who."

"That sounds insane." He said and I laughed.

"I didn't say he was logical. I mean, you've seen my punishments." I said and his face falls. "It'll be nice though because he backs off during the off season, and not living in the same house will cut down on punishments. But he is good for one thing." I say.

"And what's that?"

"Our backyard will be sick. I've seen the construction plans. I'm pretty pumped."

"What's he doing?"

"Batting cage in the back, with a garage like this one. The basement is being turned into a weight room, and an equipment room with all new softball and baseball stuff. It looks intense."

"Why would he do that? I mean, I understand the softball, but why baseball?"

"Believe it or not, my father likes you."

"Really? I've had like four conversations with him."

"Yes, but him and your father are old friends, and he knows how great you are at baseball. He admires talent, and you have talent. This is his way of kind of claiming your ability in baseball as his doing. If you use his equipment, it's automatically him who helped you succeed."

"That's conceited."

"Very." I say and look down at the ice water.

"But who am I to give up a ton of free shit." He said and I smiled. "I mean, he can claim my talent all he wants, but I know how I got here, and it wasn't because of Valentine Morgenstern."

I started to get out of the tub and my muscles are super tight. Jace grabbed me under my arms and pulled me out and put me right in front of him. "I'd like to take you out Clary." He said and I was shocked.

"Really?" I said and he laughed.

"Yes really. I know it's softball season, and your father might not approve..." He trails off and I just smile.

"Come with me." I grab his hand and pull him into the house. My father is sitting at the table eating dinner and reading the paper. "Father." I said and he looked up and when he saw Jace I saw his lips almost form a smile.

"What is it Clarissa?"

"I was wondering if tomorrow night Jace and I could go and get some more practice in." He looked at me, and than at Jace.

"And what would you be working on?" He asked, and I had to think quickly.

"My field work. When players bunt I feel like I'm a little slow on my reaction."

"I was thinking about that as well. You were rather disappointing in that area. Why can't you just practice here?" He asked and I froze but thankfully Jace stepped in.

"I think it'll help Clary if we practice in different environments. It'll make her think quicker on her feet and when it comes to on the softball field it'll be like a walk in the park." He said and my father actually smiled.

"That sounds great. I'm upset I never thought of that. Very well. You have to be home by midnight. It's still in season Clarissa."

"Yes father." I said and start walking away. I grab Jace's hand and lead him out.

"So, tomorrow night, 6, I'll pick you up."

"What are we actually doing?"

"Well, I think we should actually do what we told your father, buuuuut first I'm going to take you out to dinner." He said and I couldn't help but smile. He leaned down and kissed my cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye." I said and I watched him walk into his house. I walked up to my room and realized that I had no idea what to wear. I immediately call Izzy.

"Hello?"

"Iz, I need your help."

"What's up?"

"I have a date with Jace tomorrow and I have no idea what to wear!"

"Ah! Finally! Okay, we'll talk tomorrow and I'll find out what he's doing!"

"Thank you thank you thank you Iz! You're a life savor!" She agreed and than we said our goodbyes and I laid on my bed. I was super excited to be going on this date, but I was also really nervous. Hopefully everything went well.

Jace POV:

When I got home I made it to my room before my phone went off. I had a text from Izzy that told me to call her when I had the chance. I could only assume Clary talked to her and she was going to ask me what I was going to do with her. I took a quick shower before I call Izzy. When I get out, I change and dial her number where she picks up on the first ring.

"Hello?!" She practically screams and I have to hold my phone away from my ear.

"Jeez Iz, are you trying to blow my ear drum out?" I said and I heard her laugh.

"I'm sorry, I am just so excited for you and Clary to go out." She said and I laughed. "So what are you planning on doing?"

"Well, we told her father that we were practicing, so I thought we'd actually do that so her father didn't find out we were lying, but I want to take her to dinner." I said and she started mumbling to herself.

"Oh! I have the perfect idea! Take her on a picnic."

"But that would mean I have to cook all the food."

"So? You can't be worse than me."

"I can make grilled cheese. That's all." I said and she laughed.

"So? Clary isn't a spoiled girl who needs the fanciest or most extravagant thing. I think she'd love a picnic with grilled cheese."

"I just want to make it special." I said and it sounded weird coming out of my mouth because I'd never been willing to do something to make any girl feel special before.

"Trust me Jace, Clary feels special already." She said and I was confused.

"Why?"

"Because you asked her out."

"What do you mean?"

"God Jace, you're thick. She likes you. A lot." She said and I just couldn't wrap my head around it.

"She does?"

"Have you really never noticed?"

"No. How would I? She always leaves when I come around, and sometimes we can't even hold a conversation because she is so short with me."

"That's because she is shit at hiding her feelings. I called her out on it one day."

"What do you mean?"

"I told her that she was acting weird. And she tried to cover it up but I told her I realized how she was being short with you, and that she was always rushing off, and I wanted to know why." She said and my mind was trying to wrap my mind around it. "She told me she found it hard to be in your presence and not act on her feelings. So instead she decided not to put herself in those types of situations so she started being around you less."

"Really?"

"Yes. So she already feels special. You don't have to worry about that. Just don't hurt her. Cause I sweat to god Jace, she is one of my best friends, and I will kill you myself if that happens."

"Trust me, I don't plan on hurting her." I said.

"Good. Now, a picnic with grilled cheese sounds perfect to me, and I know Clary will love it."

"Thanks Iz."

"Of course. See you tomorrow." I said goodbye and she hung up. I lay back on my bed and couldn't help but smile at the fact that Clary likes me. I mean, it makes me feel so good that she feels the same why I do, and I couldn't wait for our date tomorrow night.

Time Jump – Date Night

Clary POV:

After school I came straight home to find something to wear for tonight. Izzy told me that I should just wear causal clothing, and that it might get chilly, so be prepared for that. I decided on a pair of skinny jeans, with a green sweater that made my eyes pop. I got my softball stuff ready, and by the time 5:45 rolled around there was a knock on the door. When I answered it, Jace was standing there in his normally black jeans, white tee and leather jacket.

"You ready?" He asked and I nodded. He grabbed my softball bag and he grabbed my hand and we made our way to his car. The drive wasn't long but I was confused when we pulled up to a park. I looked at him and he smiled at got out. I followed and when he opened the trunk I was shocked.

"A picnic?" I said and he nodded. I could see he was trying to see if I liked it or hated it. I couldn't help but laugh and smiled and than I saw a smile cross his face.

"I hope you like grilled cheese." He said and I smiled.

"I love grilled cheese." I said and he picked up the basket and grabbed my hand and we started walking. Once we got to the perfect spot he put the blanket down and we sat and he started to unload the basket.

"So, tell me a little about yourself Clary." He said as he handed me a grilled cheese.

"What would you like to know?"

"Let's start with the basics. What's your middle name?"

"Adele."

"Really?"

"Yea, I'm not really sure where it came from but I think from somewhere on my moms side of the family. What about yours?"

"Christopher. It's actually how I got my nickname Jace."

"Wait, Jace isn't your first name?"

"Nope. It's actually Jonathan." I start choking on my grilled cheese. "Are you okay?"

"Sorry, it's just, that's my brothers name."

"Lot's of people are named Jonathan."

"No, his name is Jonathan Christopher."

"That is so weird."

"Very weird."

"But as you know, I go by Jace. I like it a lot more."

"So do I. It suits you." I said as I took another bite of my grilled cheese. "What else would you like to know?"

"Do you actually enjoy softball? Or are your doing it to please your father?"

"What a loaded question." I said as I let out a dry laugh. "I was put in a bunch of different sports growing up to see what I was good at. Softball was the last one he tried and I wasn't half bad. My coach said I had raw talent, and that was the sign my dad was looking for. After that, he threw himself into learning everything about the sport. Which in turn, he threw me into the sport. And it was cool to be good at something. After a couple years, I was one of the most sought after softball players in Michigan. So, I would say it's a little of both. I do enjoy the sport, and I know it makes my dad happy, and I'd rather him be happy than angry." I said and he just nodded. "What about baseball? Do you love it or were you a little pressured?"

"I was put in a lot of sports when I was young just like you. And I was pretty good at everything I did, but baseball was the one I enjoyed doing the most. Over the years I got really good at it."

"You are pretty great."

"Not nearly as good as you. I mean, you are truly amazing Clary."

"Thank you. At least someone acknowledges the hard work I've put into the sport. I mean, I didn't get that good over night."

"I think you are absolutely amazing." I couldn't help but blush and he smiled.

The rest of the date was absolutely amazing. It was like we had known each other for our whole lives. It was so easy to talk to him, and he made me laugh. I didn't even realize how long we were sitting there until I looked at my phone and saw that it was 11:30.

"Oh shit. We've been here for hours, and my curfew is in 30 minutes." I said and he cursed.

"Do you think your dad will notice that we actually didn't do any work tonight?"

"I guess we'll see when I get home." I stood up and we cleaned up the picnic. He grabbed my hand as we walked back to the car. Once we got home I noticed that there weren't any lights on so hopefully I was out of the woods for night. I turned back around and Jace was leaning against his car, and damn did he look good. He walked over and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into a kiss. It took me by surprise but I wasn't complaining. We stood there kissing for what seemed like forever until he broke away.

"I would love to do this again Clary." He said as he put a stray hair behind my ear.

"So would I." I said and he pulled me into another kiss. "Goodnight Jace."

"Goodnight Clary." He said and we parted ways. Thankfully my father wasn't awake and I practically skipped up to my room and I couldn't get the smile off my face. Tonight was perfect, and I couldn't wait to do it again.

Time Jump – State Championship Game

Jace POV:

Today was the day of Clary and Izzy's state championship game and I was nervous for them. This was the same match up that happened last year and even though they've beaten them before, I was still nervous. I was standing at the fence talking to Clary's father, who I have come to actually enjoy talking too in the last couple months, and watching the girls warm up.

"So, do you think we have a chance at winning?" He asked me and I nodded.

"Yea. Clary had been on fire the last couple games, and I can only assume this game will only fuel the fire even more. She's competitive, so she won't go down without a fight."

"True. She's a Morgenstern through and through." He said and the whistle blew and the girls made their way back to the bench. Our eyes locked and she smiled and made her way over to me. She got over to us and she gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"You nervous?" I asked and she shook her head.

"This isn't my first rodeo. I've some practice in championships before. All I have to do is my job and hope the team does theirs." She said and I wish I was as cool and collected like her on game days.

"Now Clarissa, you've played this team before so they know you're style. I want you to switch it up. Make it impossible for them to predict your next move, and I want you to bat lefty today." He said and she nodded.

"You're a switch hitter?"

"Yea. He wanted me to be comfortable on both sides in case something like this happened. Now they can't predict or plan in advance what to do with me." She said and I just couldn't believe it. She was pretty amazing. "Alright I have to go. Wish me luck." She said and I gave her one more kiss before she made her way out onto the field.

After the first four innings we were losing by one run, and for the first time this season, I actually thought they were going to lose. I was nervous, but watching Clary she was so calm, and she composed herself so well out on the mound. She was striking out girls left and right, and she was getting into a solid rhythm and she looked good.

We were in the final inning and we were still losing by one run, and we were up to bat. The first girl struck out, and the second girl was walked, and the third girl struck out as well. It was Clary's turn to bat and I was basically pissing my pants at this point. The pitcher threw the first pitch and it was a strike. The next two pitches were balls, followed by another strike. Clary stepped out of the batters box and took a deep breath. She didn't even bother looking over at us, knowing full well her father was probably pissed. She stepped back into the batters box and the pitcher started her pitch and it looked fantastic. Clary took a step and swung and the ball went so far out of the park. Clary just hit a walk off homerun with a runner on second, and I nearly lost my shit. As she ran around the bases the team gathered at home plate and when she came home they all started jumping up and down and cheering.

After they were all done celebrating they made their way back to the dug out and I jumped over the fence and picked her up and gave her the biggest hug.

"You scared me there Clare." I said as I put her down.

"I scared myself. She got so much better between our last meeting."

"But you did it yet again. You're truly amazing." I said as I gave her a kiss. "I love you." I said, not even caring who heard. I did, and I needed her to know how I felt.

"I love you too." She said as he wrapped her arms around my neck. I picked her up and hugged her again. I have Izzy a hug as well, and Clary's dad gave her permission to celebrate tonight, and as we walked away from the field I had my arm around Clary's shoulders and she was laughing and talking to Izzy, and I couldn't wait to spend the next four years with her, and hopefully the rest of our lives together, because if there is one thing in this world I am sure of, it's that I want to experience it all with Clary by my side.

Authors Note:

So this one shot was requested a while ago by Tris Swan, and I didn't want to write it so close to the Hockey one shot that's early in this collection of one shots, but this person had the same exact idea as the person who suggested the Hockey one shot and I didn't want to write basically the same story with a different sport, so I took the idea and made it completely my own. I am so sorry if you don't like where I took your idea, but I just thought that it needed to be different than the Hockey one shot. Let me know how you all like it, and if you have an suggestions please feel free to shoot me a message or leave a review! :)