Sixty First One Shot:

Broadway

Clary POV:

Performing has always been a huge part of my life. I was labeled the drama nerd of my school since middle school, and I haven't been able to shake the title, but part of me never wanted too. Performing was who I was, and what I wanted to do in life, and I was proud of that.

It was my senior year of high school, and I didn't care what I had to do, I was trying out for a role in Chicago, and I was more determined than anything to get it. My mom knew how much this meant to me, and she was up for helping in anyway that I could. Now, I wasn't looking for the lead on Broadway, considering I was 18, I knew I wouldn't get it, but I was hoping for some role that would be my big break.

Today was like any normal day for me. I would be in school until about 1, and than make my over to one of the millions of auditions that I would go to in hopes of being cast. My mom talked to the school and worked something out, and as long as I wasn't failing, they were all for getting me to follow my dreams. The bell rang and I was so thankful because it meant that I was leaving. I walked up to my locker and started getting my things when someone slammed their hand on the locker next to mine. When I looked up, there stood Jace Herondale, and all his douchebag glory.

"Where you going Fray?" He asked in his signature arrogant tone.

"Why do you care?" I asked as I continued to gather my things.

"Cause we have a test next period, and if you aren't there, how am I going to pass?" He asked and I laughed.

"You really think I would let you cheat off me?" I asked and he laughed.

"Of course you would Fray, cause who in their right mind would ever want Jace Herondale to fail, and miss out on his dreams of getting a college scholarship for football?" He asked.

"Oh gee, I didn't even think of that. Whatever will I do if I'm not there to save poor Jace Herondale's dumb ass from failing physics?" I said in a mocking sad tone.

"I don't appreciate the attitude Fray." He said and I laughed.

"I don't appreciate being used." I said and I closed my locker.

"This is what we do Fray." He said as he pointed between the two of us. "We bicker, but in the end we're buddies."

"Did I miss that memo? Because last I checked 'buddies' didn't treat other 'buddies' like complete shit, and go around mocking them for what they love to do." I fired back.

"You know I'm just kidding Fray." He said and I rolled my eyes. I've known Jace for what felt like my whole life. He moved in next door to me when we were 8, and ever since we've just always gotten under each others skin.

"Do I now? Because it's not funny. It's actually kinda hurtful. You mock me all the time, you openly make jokes about what I love to do, and you use me to pass your classes. That doesn't sound like you're kidding Jace." I said and he genuinely looked like what I said hurt. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to be late for my audition."

"But what about Starkweather's test?" He called after me.

"I took that test last week." I said and I turned around. "Good luck passing it. I barely got a B." I said and I walked out of the school. Jace may be able to chalk all our bickering up to having a good laugh, but I didn't see it that way, and maybe he'll see that I actually don't enjoy this game that he thinks we're playing.

Time Jump – Later That Night

Clary POV:

I felt pretty confident in my audition this afternoon. I nailed the song, and I nailed the choreography, and all I had to do now was wait to see if I get a call back. I was laying on my bed when I heard something hit my window. Confused I thought it might just be the wind so I ignored it until it happened again. I got up and made my way over to the window and when I opened it Jace was standing under it throwing pebbles at it. I guess he didn't see me open it because one hit me in the head.

"Ow." I said.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't see you open the window." He admitted.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I was thinking about what you sad this afternoon, and you're right. I shouldn't make fun of you for doing what you love." He admitted and I was kinda shocked. "It's not fair to you, and I promise from now on, I'm done with the jokes."

"Really?" I asked and he smiled a real genuine smile.

"For real. I do consider you one of my buddies Fray." He said and I laughed. "You've always been fun to hang out with when both of us are board out of our minds late at night, and you have saved my ass multiple times in school."

"It's about time you admitted that." I said and he laughed.

"So how did the audition go?" He asked.

"I felt like it went well, but I just have to wait and hear back." I said and he nodded. "How did Starkweather's test go?"

"You weren't lying when you said it was hard." He said and I laughed.

"I wouldn't joke about a physics test." I said and he smiled. "I appreciate the apology Jace, but I had a long afternoon, and I need sleep."

"Of course. I just wanted to let you know that from now on, we're buddies, for real." He said and I laughed.

"Goodnight Jace." I said.

"Night Clare." He said and he walked away. I shut my window and went back to my bed and for some reason I couldn't get the smile off my face. I knew Jace could be a complete dick, but he could also be nice, and I was hoping that for here on out, I would get the nice Jace instead of the asshole he normally is to me.

Time Jump – Two Weeks Later

Clary POV:

I was sitting outside on the porch reading a book one afternoon when my phone went off. Not really thinking much about it I grabbed it and answered.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello, is this Clarissa Fray?" The man on the other end asked.

"Yes, who is this?" I asked.

"My name is Luke Garroway, and I'm the director of Chicago." He said and my heart started beating. "I'm calling because we would be honored if you'd play Annie in our rendition of Chicago."

"Oh my god, I'd be honored." I said kinda stunned.

"Great. Rehearsals are starting next week, Monday night, we start at 4, and we don't end until late, so be prepared for some insanely long nights." He said.

"Of course. Thank you so much Mr. Garroway." I said and he laughed.

"Please, call me Luke. We'll see you next week." He said and he hung up. Once I knew the call was ended I stood up and started screaming at the top of my lungs. I kind of forgot that people lived around me and before I knew it, Jace and a bunch of his friends from the football team came running out of his house.

"Jesus Clary, what the hell is with all the yelling?" He shouted from his yard and I laughed.

"Nothing, just nothing." I said as I grabbed my jacket and my keys.

"Seriously? You scream bloody murder, and not even an explanation?" He asked and I get into my car.

"Sorry, but you aren't the first person I'd like to share this information with!" I shouted back before driving off. I had to go see my mom, and than go see Simon. Those were the only two people who fully supported me, and I couldn't wait to share the good news.

I got to the art gallery that my mom owned and burst through the doors. She wasn't in the front, so I assumed she was in her office, so I ran back and when I opened the door, there she was doing paperwork. She looked up with concern considering I wasn't supposed to be here.

"Clary, are you okay?" She asked and I smiled and nodded.

"I just got a call from the director of Chicago. They want me to play Annie in the Broadway production!" I nearly screamed and my mom jumped out of her seat, and pulled me into a hug.

"Oh my god Clary! That's amazing1" She said as we're hugging.

"I know. Rehearsals start next week, and they might be crazy long." I said and she nodded.

"Well, whatever you need from me, just say the word." She said and I smiled. "I am so proud of you Clary. And I know your dad would have been too." She said and I smiled. My dad died when I was 5. I barely knew him, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt that he's gone.

"Thanks mom." I said and she smiled. "I have to go tell Simon." I said and she laughed.

"Okay, but we're going out to dinner tonight to celebrate!" She said and I laughed.

"Of course." I said and I left. I knew that Simon was over at Eric's at his horrible band practice, and normally I didn't like to interrupt him but today was a special case. I made my way over to his house, and when I got there I heard the awful racket that they called music. I walked over to the garage, and saw a bunch of nerds trying to rock out and it just wasn't working. "SIMON!" I yelled over the music and everything stopped and they focused on me.

"Clary, what are you doing here?" Simon asked.

"I just got a call from Broadway, and guess who will be in Chicago?" I asked and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"Oh my god, that's amazing Clary." He said as he ran over to me and scooped me into a hug.

"I just really needed to tell you." I said and he smiled.

"I am so proud of you." He said and I smiled.

"Well, I'll let you get back to trying to make some music, I just really wanted to tell you." I said and he laughed.

"Hey, we're actually starting to sound like a real band." He said and I laughed.

"Yea, okay. I'll see you at school tomorrow." I said and he smiled and waved and I made my way home. I got a text from my mom that said we're splurging tonight, and to get fancy, so when I got home I went straight to my closet and started looking for an outfit.

After about an hour an a half, I finally decided on a dark green dress that fit my body to perfection, it had the back completely meshed out, and long sleeves. I chose black heels that were a solid 4 inches, and gave me some height. I curled my hair, and gave myself as smokey eye. There was a knock at my door and when it opened there stood my mom.

"You ready Clary?" She asked and I stood up and she smiled. "You look gorgeous."

"Thanks mom." I said and I grabbed my clutch and made my way outside. When I got into the living room I heard a bunch of yelling and I looked out the window to see all the boys from earlier playing football in Jace's front yard. I took a deep breath and prepared myself to expose the girly side of myself to a bunch of horny teenage boys.

Jace POV:

The boys and I were out front playing a game of catch when I saw Clary's mom walk out of her house. She was dressed up looking like she was going somewhere fancy, like maybe on a date. When she got to her car she turned around and looked confused.

"Clary, let's go! We'll be late for our reservation!" She called.

"I'm coming!" We heard from the house and I looked back at the front door and when I saw Clary step out my heart nearly stopped. Clary was a simple girl. She never dressed up because she honestly didn't need to, and she didn't care about impressing anyone. She walked down those porch steps in a fitted green dress that made her eyes even more green, her hair was curled to perfection, and holy shit did her eye make up make me want to go weak in the knees. She looked over at us and giggled, and I could have died happy in that moment hearing that sound escape her mouth. "Might want to close your mouth fellas, you don't want to catch flies." She said and I looked around and saw all the guys had the same reaction. I looked back at her, and our eyes locked. She winked at me before getting in the car and driving away. After the car pulled away I think we were all brought back into reality.

"Holy shit, was that Clary Fray?" Mark asked.

"Dude, she's hot." Julian said and he high fived with Meliorn who agreed with him.

"You're a lucky son of a bitch to live next to her if she dresses like that all the time." Greg said.

"Trust me, in the 10 years I've lived next to her, I've never seen her dress that way." I said still completely in shock of how Clary walked out of that house.

"Might have to pay a little more attention to her at school from now on." Mark said with deviance in her voice.

"Dude, don't fuck around with her emotions." I said and everyone looked at me.

"You do it on a daily basis Jace." Julian said.

"I do it because we're friends. She knows that. She doesn't need you assholes picking at her just because you think she's hot after seeing her actually in a dress." I said.

"Since when are you two friends?" Greg asked.

"We've always been friends." I said and they just shook their head and went back to playing. I knew that whatever happened now, I was going to make sure these losers didn't mess with Clary, because I was serious about being her friend, and I knew these pricks were going to only try and get one thing from Clary, and she didn't deserve that.

Time Jump – One Month Later

Clary POV:

This last month of rehearsals have been kicking my ass, but the opening was this weekend and I was freaking out. I didn't want to disappoint the director, or the cast, or my mom, or myself really. I just wanted to do an amazing job, and prove that this is what I wanted to do. I was perpetually exhausted after all the rehearsals but it was worth ever single sleepless night and only get 2 to 3 hours of sleep and barely having any time to do my homework or eat because this show was absolutely amazing, and I couldn't wait to show the world what we had been working on.

I was in school, and there was a whole school assembly happening, but I had no clue what it was about. We normally get warned about these things, but this one had no summary, so it could really be on anything. Simon and I walked into the school gym and took a seat on the bleachers. We waited for everyone else to enter, and than the principal walked in and everyone stopped talking.

"You're all probably wondering why we are having this assembly." He started. "Well, many of you might not know this, but our very own Clarissa Fray has been selected to be in the Broadway production of Chicago." He said and my face lit up like a freaking Christmas tree. All eyes were on me, and the teachers all started clapping, and soon the whole student body was clapping. Once it started to die down the principal started speaking again. "As you all can imagine, we are incredibly proud of her for making it on Broadway and can't wait for her show. Which brings me to why we are all here today. The grand opening is this weekend, but since it is the middle of the week, not many of us will be able to attend." He said and I didn't have a good feeling about where this was going. "So, in the next few weeks, there will be a table in the cafeteria that will be selling tickets to her show. We encourage you all to see you fellow peer in what I'm sure will be the start of her amazing career in the entertainment world." He said and I nearly had a heart attack. The school was selling tickets to see me perform.

"Well, that was unexpected." Simon said and I couldn't speak I just simply nodded.

"Alright, that's it. Back to class." The principal said and everyone stood up and started walking out of the gym. Simon basically picked me up and helped me walk out since I was still pretty stunned.

"Well, how do you feel?" Simon asked.

"Overwhelmed. I mean, nobody gives a rats ass about drama here, why would anyone pay to come see me on Broadway? They don't pay to see me here!" I said and Simon just shrugged.

"Well, your mom and I are going tonight, and if it sucks, I'll try and convince everyone not to go!" He said and I punched his arm.

"Thanks a lot Simon. I'm already nervous enough for opening night." I said and he laughed.

"You're going to be amazing Clary." He said and I smiled. We walked to our next class, and I couldn't get the knot out of my stomach. I knew this moment was coming, but now that it was here, I was nervous as hell.

Time Jump – Two Months Later

Jace POV:

A bunch of my friends wanted to go see Clary on Broadway, and I wanted to go so badly to see her, but I didn't want the boys to know, so I had to pretend to let them 'convince' me to go, so here we are, on a Friday night, sitting in a theater waiting for the show to start, and honestly I was pretty nervous. Being nice to Clary, and actually being her friend was weird, but it felt right, and she was actually a pretty awesome person when you got to really know her.

The show started and the music began to play and than the curtains opened. I didn't recognize any of the people on the stage as Clary, and I realized that I hadn't really known that much about her role in the show.

The stage went dark and than a man walked out and started talking. Soon 6 women appeared on the stage, and the music started. The women started singing and I recognized Clary's voice so I sat up a little straighter to see.

"Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh, Cicero, Lipschitz!
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh, Cicero, Lipschitz!
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh, Cicero, Lipschitz!

He had it coming, he had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there, if you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same

Pop! Six! Squish! Uh Uh, Cicero, Lipschitz!

You know how people have these little habits
That get you down like Ernie
Ernie like to chew gum, no, not chew, Pop

Like, I come home this one day and there's Ernie
Layin' on the couch chewin', no, not chewin', poppin'
So, I said to him, I said
"Ernie, you pop that gum one more time" and he did

So I took the shotgun off the wall
And I fired two warning shots into his head

He had it coming, he had it coming
He only had himself to blame"

Finally, I saw Clary walk forward, and I couldn't wait to hear her sing. She was wearing a very revealing outfit, but she looked amazing. There was something in her body language that showed so much confidence. Something that I never saw in Clary before, and than she started dancing and singing, and I was shocked.

"I met Ezekiel Young from Salt Lake city about two years ago
And he told me he was single and we hit it off right away
So, we started living together

He'd go to work, he'd come home, I'd fix him a drink, we'd have dinner.
Then I found out, single, my ass
Not only was he married, well, he had six wives
One of those Mormons, you know

So that night, when he came home
I fixed him his drink as usual
You know, some guys just can't hold their arsenic

He had it coming, he had it coming
He took a flower in its prime
And then he used it and he abused it
It was a murder but not a crime

Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
Carvin' up the chicken for dinner
And in storms my husband Wilbrin in a jealous rage
"You been screwin' the milkman"

He says and he kept sayin'
"You been screwin the milkman"
Then he ran into my knife
He ran into my knife ten times

If you'd have been there, if you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same

Mit kersek, en itt? Azt mondjok, hogy a hires
Lakem lefogta a ferjemet en meg lecsaptam a fejet
De nem igaz, en artatlan vagyok
Nem tudom mert mondja Uncle Sam hogy en tettem
Probaltam a rendorsegen megmayarazni de nem ertettek meg

But did you do it?
Uh uh, not guilty

My sister, Veronica and I had this double act
And my husband, Charlie traveled around with us
With the last number in our act
We did 20 acrobatic tricks in our world

One two three four five, splits, spread eagles
Flip flops, back flips, one right after the other
Well, this one night we were in Cicero

The three of us, we were in this hotel room
Boozin' and havin' a few laughs and we ran out of ice
So I went out to get some

I come back, open the door
There's Veronica and Charlie
Doing number seventeen, the spread eagle

Well, I was in such a state of shock, I completely blacked out
I can't remember a thing, it wasn't until later
When I was washing the blood off my hands
I even knew they were dead

They had it coming, they had it coming
They had it coming all along
I didn't do it, in spite if I'd done it
How could you tell me that I was wrong?

I loved Alvin Lipschitz, he was a real artistic guy, sensitive, a painter
But he was always trying to find himself
He go out every night looking for himself
And on the way, he found Ruth, Gladys, Rosemary and Irving

I guess you can say we broke up because of artistic differences
He saw himself as alive and I saw him dead

The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

They had it comin', they had it comin'
They had it comin' all along
'Cause if they used us and they abused us
How could they tell us that we were wrong?

He had it coming, he had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there, if you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same

You pop that gum one more time
Single my ass
Ten times

Miert csukott Uncle Sam bortonbe
Number seventeen, the spread eagle
Artistic differences
I betcha you would have done the same"

When the number was over, I was blown away. Clary had done an amazing job, and I could tell that she really loved what she did. I had never gone to see her in a school play, so this was all very new to me, and I was extremely proud of her.

The rest of the play continued and Clary was in bites and pieces, but I couldn't get her out of my mind from her one dance number. She looked like a pro, and I knew that this was only the beginning for her. When the play was finally over we made our way back to the car, and got in a drove away.

"Who knew Clary Fray could be so hot." Julian said and all the guys agreed.

"Good to know you boys get turned on by murder." I said and they all laughed.

"Who knew Clary Fray had that great of a body covered in all her tee shirts and jeans. I mean, if she dressed like that on a regular basis, I would have to get a little action." Greg said and it took everything in me not to punch him in the face.

They dropped me off at home, and I noticed that Clary's car wasn't there, but I didn't really expect her to be home. I went into my house and straight up to my room and just laid on my bed. I don't know how long I was staring at my ceiling but I heard a car pull up and I saw lights. When I looked out my window I saw Clary getting out of a car, but it wasn't hers. Confused I continued to watch and a guy got out behind her and I instantly got jealous. He walked her to her porch, she gave him a kiss on the cheek and than went inside. The guy walked back to his car and left, and I couldn't help but be annoyed. But I guess I can't really blame her for not giving me a second glance. I mean, we didn't exactly have a perfect friendship, and I guess I can only blame myself for that.

Time Jump – End Of Chicago

Clary POV:

We had just finished our last show, and I was incredibly sad to see it end, but I had the most amazing time with this cast, and on that stage, and I couldn't wait to audition for my next Broadway show. Since it was the last show, we had a huge after party, that I couldn't wait to attend. I got one extra ticket, and I gave it to my mom, but she was meeting me here later. I was spending time with the girls and getting ready, and I just couldn't believe that after today, I might not get to see them for a long time and that really sucked, but I couldn't be more grateful for my time with them.

Jace POV:

Is it possible to develop feelings for someone in such a short amount of time, when you didn't think it was even possible to have feelings for them? Because that's exactly how I felt about Clary. In the beginning of the school year, she was my neighbor and my buddy, but as I lay on my bed, I can't get her out of my head, and the fact that she gave that guy a kiss on the cheek, was still bothering me even after all this time.

It was like something flipped and all of the sudden, all I see is Clary, and all I want to do is be near her, and talk to her, and hear about her day, and hear her laugh, and see her smile, and be the reason she laughs and smiles. It was a new concept for me, but it was all I wanted, and I haven't been able to shake that for months. I decided that it was time t actually let me feelings be known. No more sitting at my window staring at her window like a creep. It was time that I confronted her, and told her how I felt.

I got off my bed and walked right over to her house. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to open it. After a few moments the door opened, and there stood Jocelyn.

"Jace, what a surprise. What can I do for you?" She asked.

"I was hoping to speak with Clary." I said.

"She isn't home. They have a after party tonight for the ending of the show." She explained and I took a deep breath.

"Do you know when she'll be home?" I asked.

"The party goes on until late hours of the night. I'll probably be home before her since this will be the last time she sees a lot of those people." Jocelyn explained.

"Okay. Well, thank you." I said and I turned around to go back to my house when Jocelyn called out.

"Jace." She said and I turned around. "You know, I have a really bad headache, but I didn't want to bail on Clary, would you like my ticket?" She asked and my eyes nearly popped out of my head.

"Are you serious?" I asked and Jocelyn laughed.

"You know, since you moved in I wasn't really sure how I felt about you." She started. "You seemed a little cocky, and for lack of better words, a playboy, but I see the way you look at Clary. That day we went out to dinner, and all those boys were eyeing her up like a piece of meat, but you had a different look in your eyes." She said.

"What look is that?" I asked and she smiled.

"You looked star struck by her. Like you've never seen anyone more beautiful in your whole entire life." She said and I smiled.

"That's because I haven't." I admitted.

"The party is taking place at The Institute, do you know where that is?" She asked and I nodded. She reached inside the house and grabbed something. She walked over to me and handed me a ticket. "It starts at 10." She said and I smiled.

"Casual or formal?" I asked and she laughed.

"It's supposed to be like business casual. So not jeans, but nota suit." She said and I nodded.

"Thank you Jocelyn." I said and she smiled.

"Your welcome. Tell Clary I have a horrible headache." She said as she winked and walked away. I went back into my house and ran up to my room. It was currently 9:15, so I had some time to get ready, and my stomach was in knots. I had no idea what I was going to say to her but I just knew I needed to talk to her.

Clary POV:

The party started about 15 minutes ago, and my mom still wasn't here. I tried texting her, but she wasn't answering her phone, and I was starting to worry. I was making my way outside because I thought that maybe I had poor reception when I saw the last person I thought I would ever see standing there. I shook my head and started making my way over to him.

"Jace, what are you doing here?" I asked as I made my way over to him.

"Your mom wasn't feeling well, and offered me her ticket." He said and I crossed my arms over my chest not believing him.

"My mother wasn't feeling well, and you were her first choice to fill her spot?" I asked and he laughed.

"Well, in all fairness, I went looking for you at your house, and we got to talking, and she offered it to me." He admitted.

"Why were you looking for me?" I asked. He rubbed the back of his neck like he was nervous or something.

"I wanted to talk to you." He said.

"About what?" I asked.

"Can we go somewhere more private?" He asked and I nodded. He took my hand in his, and my whole body felt like it was set on fire. He led me into a hallway that was far away from the other people.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" I asked after we were done walking.

"Okay, well I want to say everything that's on my mind before you interrupt me, is that okay?" He asked and I simply nodded. "Okay. So I know I haven't always been the nicest to you, but I like to think I made a remarkable improvement since our little talk in the beginning of the year." He said and I nodded. "I don't know if you know this, but I went to see you on Broadway." He said and my jaw dropped. "You were absolutely amazing, and I really wanted to tell you, but you weren't home so I thought I'd wait until you did, so that I could tell you how amazing you were. Being your friend has actually been a lot more enjoyable than I thought it's be." He said and I laughed. "You funny, and smart, and beautiful, and talented, and pretty much everything anyone could hope to find in a girl, and I don't know when it started, but I haven't been able to get you out of my head." He said and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. "And the night I saw you on Broadway, I heard a car pull up to your house. I went to my window to see you, but you weren't alone." He said and I couldn't help but want to smile at how jealous he sounded. "I watched him walk you to our porch, and you kissed his cheek, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about that."

"Talk about creepy." I said and he glared at me.

"It was the last thing I needed to know that I felt differently towards you. That I wanted to be the one you ran to first when you had news, or when you were upset you would want to find comfort in me. I wanted to make you laugh, and smile, and damn it I want to kiss you." He said and my heart skipped a beat.

"Are you done?" I asked and he nods his head. I don't say anything, I just close the distance between us and press my lips to his. He shocked but a second later he returns my kiss, and I don't know how long I've wanted this, but everything in me changes. I never wanted this kiss to end, and I knew that I was going to miss this feeling when it did. When we both needed some air we broke apart, and he had the biggest smile on his face.

"Is that you agreeing to everything I just said?" He asked breathlessly and I just laughed.

"You can be a real idiot, you know that right?" I asked and he laughed.

"I know." He said and I wrapped my arms around his waist.

"And that guy who's cheek I kissed, is insanely gay." I said with a giggle. "My car wouldn't start and he gave me a ride home. He was my dance partner in the show, and we got close, but I'm not his type."

"Good." Jace said and I couldn't help but laugh.

"So, you came all this way just to tell me that?" I asked and he smiled and rested his hands on my hips.

"I figured the only way you'd believe me is if I came and proved it to you." He said and I nodded. "So, did I prove it to you?"

"I think the kiss was my yes." I said and he smiled and kissed my forehead. "So, you liked the show?" I asked as we started walking back to the party.

"I love it. It was my first Broadway show." He said.

"You picked a good one. I've always loved Chicago." I said.

"I picked a great one. It's not everyday the girl you like stars in one." He said and I laughed.

"I was the farthest thing from the star." I said.

"Really? Because I couldn't keep my eyes off you." Jace said and I blushed.

"I appreciate the compliment, but it was my first show, maybe in a couple years I'll be the star." I said and he smiled.

"Do I get a ticket to that show?" He asked and I smiled.

"That depends." I said.

"On what?" He asked.

"Will you be attending every show I perform in?" I asked and he smiled.

"I wouldn't miss a single one." He said as he pressed his lips to mine. I didn't know how long I've wanted this, but man did I love kissing this guy.

Time Jump – Five Years Later

Jace POV:

I was currently sitting in the theater waiting for the show to begin, and just like every other time, my stomach was in knots. The was the 4th show Clary was in, and my nerves were still through the roof. But I think that was because she was finally the star of the show. When Clary got the call saying they wanted her to play Christine, in Phantom of the Opera, she nearly fainted. Getting the lead was something that she had been working her ass off for, and I couldn't be more proud of her.

"Daddy, why do you look so worried?" Our four year old daughter, Adley asked. Clary and I were surprised by Adley's arrival at the end of our freshman year of college. She wasn't planned, but man was she loved. Clary and I knew it was going to be hard, but we made a promise to love this girl no matter what, and the minute we both laid eyes on her, we knew we were both goners.

"I'm just nervous for the show baby." I said as I readjusted her in my lap.

"Why?" She asked.

"Because mommy is the star." I said and she smiled.

"Mommy is always the star." She said and I kissed the top of her head.

"You are so right sweetheart." I said and the lights dimmed. Adley got super excited and sat up straighter so that she could see. This was the second show she had been too, and she absolutely loved it, but she was a mini Clary, so I wasn't surprised at all that she loved the theater.

When the show was over, I was blown away by Clary's performance. She was absolutely stunning up on that stage, and I couldn't wait to get backstage and tell her that. I picked Adley up and started making my way backstage to see Clary. When I finally spotted that vibrant red hair, I wrapped my arms around her waist and she let out a little shriek. She turned around and had the biggest smile on her face.

"You did great mommy!" Adley said and Clary picked her up out of my arms and gave her a kiss.

"Thank you baby." She said and than it was my turn to give her a kiss.

"She's right, but I always knew you were the star of the show." I said and she blushed, just like she always did when I gave her a compliment.

"As long as you two loved it, that's all that matters to me." Clary said and I pulled her into my chest and I gave my two girls a hug.

"You were amazing, and I truly didn't expect anything less than perfection from you." I said and she smiled.

"I don't know about you, but I'm starving. Anyone up for some pizza?" She asked and Adley nearly jumped out of Clary's arms.

"ME!" She yelled and Clary put her down and we each grabbed a hand.

"Pizza it is." I said and we made our way out to our car. It was in this moment, when I hear Clary laugh, and our beautiful little girl giggle, that I know I hit the jackpot in life, and I couldn't be more blessed with how everything worked out. Clary was one of the biggest name son Broadway, but with talent like her's, I knew that this was still only the beginning, and I couldn't wait to see her shine in even more shows in the future.

Authors Note:

Okay, so this is very rare for me, but someone requested a story about Clary on Broadway and still in high school, and I saw that review, and this hit me and I wrote it. So, whoever requested it, man you got my creative juices flowing! I hpe you like it, and let me know what you think! :)

Disclaimer - I do not own Chicago, or Phantom of the Opera. The lyrics in this story are the lyrics to Cell Block Tango, and I don't own any of that! And If you're curious about who Clary played, she was Annie (Six) one of the murderesses in that number! :)