A/N Hey lovely souls! So I right now it is lunch, and I don't feel like eating anything. So why not write another chapter! By the way, I just found another fanfiction idea, I am going to publish that fanfiction after I finish this one, cause I don't want this fanfiction to be unfinished. This fanfiction will be finished, and I am planning on a happy ending for all our characters! The other fanficiton will be called "Fire calls fire" and it will be set in a world where shadowhunters are offspring of an angel and a human ( I am getting Percy Jackson vibes ) and all of them live in Idris. They all have soul mates from birth. And you and your soul mate share the same super power that other shadowhunters don't have. I am sooo excited to begin the fanfiction, but first, this one! :))))))))))

By the way, thank you for your wonderful reviews! I have never wanted to cry from happiness; it is usually sad tears, cause toxic family, but right now, I am sending all of you virtual hugs! Take care of your self! ( And by the way guys, I saw a review that asked if Isabelle knows Jace likes Clary, and the answer is… Yes! She actually is suspicious that Jace likes her, that is why she was excited when she saw them close to each other!)

Disclaimer: The masterpiece of a story TMI and the characters are Cassandra Clare's, and the plot was found by me as a shower thought.

The next morning Clary woke up at 7 and couldn't go back to sleep. She left a note for Isabelle and left the Lightwoods. After having a nice hot shower at home, she sat in her fluffy robe and jumped to her bed. She liked her friends, but sometimes some alone time would be great. She took a random book from her bookshelf, not even paying attention to what she was picking. She knew she wouldn't be able to focus on the book anyways, he just wanted to have something in her hand, other wise it would look stupid just to stare at the wall. Her mind was a haze. She had a lot of questions. Some of this question were about Simon and Isabelle's relationship. Clary knew they couldn't fake date forever. After graduation, Isabelle would need to marry the guy. The idea of her best friend being unhappy made her feel really upset. And the fact that now she was getting along with Isabelle too, her shoulders felt heavy with the burden that Isabelle was facing. She couldn't imagine what it would feel like to finally find the love of your life, only to learn that you were to married to some stranger older then you after your graduation, which was a very young age, and being betrayed by your own father. Thinking of Isabelle reminded her of the conversation she had with her before they fell asleep. Even remembering the conversation made Clary's eyebrow furrowed with confusion.

Flashback-

Isabelle had finally stopped talking with Simon and know couldn't stop talking about how cute Simon was. She was standing in front of her vanity, taking of her make up, in her very glittery and colorful PJ's that made Clary's skin itch even without wearing it.

"… And this last time we were making out under a tree, when a dog decided it would be great idea to take a shit on Simon's shoes-" Clary stopped her before she could get into more details. She was not really interested about Simon and Isabelle's intimate moments in their relationship. So instead, she changed the subject.

"I can't believe my nerdy best friend had his first kiss before me." Clary said making a fake shocked expression.

" Omg you wouldn't even tell, he is such a good kiss- Wait, you haven't got your first kiss yet?" Isabelle said, clearly shocked by this, arrested mid-motion.

"No, I haven't." Clary said casually leaning against the hardboard of the Isabelle's very messy bed. Her whole room looked like a cave. Clary couldn't understand how Isabelle could find anything in there.

" What?!" Isabelle screeched, still standing frozen in her place, with the make-up remover in one hand, and the cotton balls in another, looking at Clary's reflection from her vanity mirror.

"I haven't got my first kiss yet." Clary said slowly, as if explaining a child. She couldn't see the big deal about not having the experience of sharing your saliva with someone.

"Virgin lips." Isabelle whispered suddenly.

"What?" Clary raised her eyebrows. She wasn't sure if she heard Isabelle correctly.

"Virgin lips. As in no mouth has ever touched your mouth yet." Isabelle said staring intently at the make-up remover she had in her hand, as if trying to solve the mystery of existence.

"I-"

"Your lips are virgins."

"Oh my God Isabelle stop saying the word virgin, it makes me want to thro-"

"Who is a virgin?" Jace's head suddenly appeared from the half-closed bedroom door. " Oh yeah, I should have known it was about shrimp, he and that rat-boy probably haven't even kiss yet."

Clary looked at Isabelle for help. Isabelle shrugged, and then turned her head towards the vanity.

"Get the hell out, Jace." Isabelle said throwing a look at Jace.

Surprisingly, Jace didn't make any more comments, and just closed the door.

"He wants to kiss you." Isabelle suddenly said.

"What?" She really was having difficulties with understanding Isabelle today. But it was mainly Isabelle's fault; she would tell strange things out of blue.

"Don't you see how he looks at you? If I hadn't interrupted you guys two times today, you guys would a hundred percent kiss.

"Izz-"

" Don't 'Izzy' me, I have known him for years, and never had he looked this vulnerable before a girl."

"Vulnerable?" Clary said bewildered. If she knew Jace, he was far from vulnerable.

" I don't mean 'break down, cry' kind of vulnerable. I mean when you don't look, he watches you. Every thing you say, he pretends not interested in your opinion, but he cares a lot. He is not as cold hearted as you think Clary." Isabelle smiled sadly to her.

"Hmph" Clary replied, but that night, she couldn't sleep, Isabelle's words still ringing in her head like sirens.

End of the Flashback-

Realizing that he hadn't even read one page, Clary closed the book and opened her sketchbook, waiting for ideas to flow into her mind. But this time, nothing but a pair of golden eyes appeared before her.

A/N I am so sorry for the short chapter, but the flashback is important in the plot of the story. Ba- bye!