Smoke, music, alcohol and bodies. A beautiful girl stood upon the make-shift stage in barely any clothes just black lace garments ,moving sensually to the music. Swaying her hips in a way that drove all the boys mad. Her ginger hair was slicked back into a tight bun and she wore 6 inch heels to make her legs look longer. She could tell there was a weird atmosphere tonight, everything seemed distorted and off and the last thing she wanted to be doing was dancing for all the drunk and high men. But she needed a living and didn't come from privalge so it was her only choice.

After dancing for a while longer She stepped off the stage and started handing out drinks and taking orders. She preferred waitressing to performing but it didn't pay half as good. The beauty strutted around the club hoping to just get more tips by flirting a little extra with the usuals and making sure the drinks were always flowing.

She was waiting on her usual tables with the usual Customers however in the corner there was a unfamiliar man. He was different to everyone else in the club, he was fit, he had long golden curls and angular features sculpted in sun kissed bronze skin. He wore all black and looked tense like he didn't exactly fit in. "Hey, can I get you a drink?" Clary said.

"A whiskey and coke would be great right now please"

"Of course, I'll be right back"

She went to the bar and mixed the amber liquid with the fizzy black one. Making a drink of harmony. She took it over to the handsome stranger as he gave her money and a tip. "I'm Jace by the way."

"Hey I'm Clary"

"That is a very pretty name."

Clary didn't know exactly what to say to it other than a simple "Thanks."

She got back to her other tables however all night she was drawn back to the corner table and him. He was special, He didn't treat her like all the other rowdy men in the club did. Respect . That's what he had. She really liked him, but what would he want to do with her, she couldn't believe that he even gave her the time of day.

They started talking more and more as she delivered drinks and she discovered he was a police officer, he was 21 and had keen interest in sports. She told him that she didn't really want to work where she did it was only temporary and he noticed how her eyes ignited with passion when she spoke about Art and drawing. It was something magical to watch. It was as if something had clicked.

The night was coming to a close and with regret the pair said goodbye and went their seperate ways. Clary went to the employees area and got changed then slipped out of the back door onto the grotty stained streets and practically ran to her apartment.

It was tiny, she shared it with her boyfriend, there was no space for possessions unless they were his. She dragged her feet through to her bedroom, she was exhausted, however she was suprised when the bed was empty. She changed then curled herself up under the duvet and sleep soon overtook her as she travelled into a land where nothing could hurt her.

She was running through the depths of an emerald jungle. The fresh scent of dew and newly fallen rain was present it was refreshing and made her feel clean. She ran to the light and the clearing where the amber Sunrays where free to dance where no greenery grew.

There was a figure of a man standing on a beach. She wanted to run to him yet her legs felt heavy, until finally she approached him and kissed him yet she couldn't see his face. She thought it was Sebastian however the black hair soon morphed into gold, and then she realised it was Jace. He looked gorgeous, his golden eyes burnt right into her soul like he knew every detail about her.

She was shocked awake and realised that it was just a dream and she would forever be stuck in the life she was now. She felt worthless.