So I know I promised every other day, but I was thinking about changing that to two times a week, because homework taking up a majority of my time. My thanks to A Fire Without A Flame fro helping me edit this chapter and add what I believe really enhances this chapter. It's also a little longer that normal.

finlizabeth123-Thanks, I will aspire to fufill

KackyK04-Some of it will be explained this chapter, just sit tight

Clary POV

Confused didn't even begin to describe my current emotions. Why had Jace asked me out? I mean I'm not pretty, there's nothing special about me, I am just an un-popular nerdy girl with no life. That's it! Aline must have told Jace to fake-break up with her in an attempt to get me closer and have me spill all my embarrassing secrets.

What a jerk! I mean embarrassing someone publicly is one thing, but doing this was in a whole 'nother category of pure villainy and nefariousness is another. A tsunami is a very powerful wave that crashes down on land, most of the time creating a devastating after effect. The demolition caused by this natural disaster takes forever to recover from, and even after recovery happens things will never be the same again. I should really reinvent myself like Simon did and show him and everyone else up. But if I do that, then I will be no better than the dirt that Simon is. People would think that we were in on it together, I cannot be talked about being associated with anything relating to Simon. Besides Aline would probably spill her coffee on my clothes or something to make sure that everyday I look ugler than before.

What Jace said to me was like a tsunami. I mean it was oblivious what his true intentions were. If he was really dedicated to this plan, he would have waited a little longer or something else. Not to mention that "story" he told himself about his life must have been absolute rubbish. Just an attempt to try and stimulate empathy in me and make me feel pity for him. My fists clench so hard at the thought of him, turning white at the knuckles. But none of that matters because there is no way that I would ever go out with Jace Wayland.

Jace POV

Why did I have to say that to Clary? I should have just waited and then asked her. I mean what did she think about me now? I already have the reputation of a player even though I was with Aline for three months. God she probably hates me or despises me. Why was I so dumb! Now there probably no way to be even friends with Clary. That's what surprised me the times I only used girls for the physical part and never really cared about them. To just want to be their... friend at the least is driving me crazy. Isn't this day going to be great...

There were once days where I refused going to school. Just the echo of my footsteps against the gleaming white tiles was enough to set me off. The mere sight of another student would send me cowering in fear, I would never feel accepted anywhere in school. Every moment was spent in agonizing torture.

That was nothing compared to today.

I didn't have any classes with Clary, thank the angel, but I still worried about running into her. Not to mention there was the dilemma of Aline and her group. No doubt she would make my life even more miserable than I had imagined. I would probably get the same treatment as Clary.

Walk as fast as you can without drawing any attention to yourself. Don't make eye contact with anyone. Go straight to your locker then head to class. Commands were flashing through my mind quicker than the speed of light. I only had to go to my locker, rid myself of the abundant amount of back-breaking textbooks I had, then go to physics without running into anyone.

Seemed easy enough, but not as easy as I thought.

"Oh Jace!" A weight dropped in my stomach as I realized the atrocious person that voice belonged to.

"Aline I thought that I said we were done."

"But I think exes are allowed to at least talk to each other."

"Fine, what did you come to talk to me about?"

"Oh you don't have to be so mean to me Jace, just because we are over does not mean that you can treat me like that!" Filled with fake sadness and pain Aline had gotten the attention of everyone in the hallway. She even makes me feel a twinge of pain, which turns to anger once i realized what she's done. So that was her game.

"Aline if you are trying to make me look bad don't bother, it's not going to work."

"But it never hurts to try!" She exclaimed, strutting off to wherever she goes.

When was this day over?

o.0.O.0.o

"Jace can I speak to you for a second?" Mr. Starkweather asked of me as I was exiting my math class. Oh come on! Calculus is my last class and I need to get out of here!

"What is it Mr. Starkweather?"

"Now I know that you aren't in AP calc, but I do know that you have the grades for it."

"If you are trying to get me to switch classes I don't think my schedule will co-operate with the change in classes."

"Oh I wasn't implying that, I was just going to ask you a question, would you be interested in tutoring a student?" What? Why do I need to tutor a student? Wait a second, you can put that on a college application and that could give me a better chance at Ohio.

"Sure, but I have football practice and I can't miss that."

"Of course we will find a way to work it into both yours and her schedule so no one misses out on anything." And hers? So I'm working with a girl. "Of course you will also receive the tutoring credits from this class, just say the word and I'll sign you up."

"Thanks for the reassurance Mr. Starkweather."

"So would next Monday after school in this classroom work for you?" Practice is on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday so it works out great.

"That would be great."

Clary POV

Well the weekend was a drag. Most times I would spend it at Simon's place but that wasn't an option. Simon. You have got to stop think about him. What every bond you guys had developed as best friends apparently meant nothing to him and they should mean nothing to you.

But they weren't nothing to me. I missed my best friend. I missed our marvel marathons, enthusiasm over the latest anime and YA books, the boy who used to help me with my math homework after school. Speaking of math, I wasn't doing too well. We happened to have a test last Friday and I was 100% sure I failed. That was proved correct after math class.

"Clarissa can I speak to you?" Ugh was the meanest teacher in the world, and insisted upon calling me by my full name a name my father picked.

"Yes?"

"You know your math skills have always been... lower than average, but the last test was the last straw. You are to have a junior tutor you on math."

A tutor? I mean he can't be serious! There is no way I am WAY too depressed to deal with talking to someone else. Not to mention they are probably forced into this and will hate me.

"There has to be another way please-"

"Mine and Mr. Starkweather's decision is final." Was he a teacher or a student?

"In fact you are to be in his room-I-106 in ten minutes for your first session." She finished with a smug grin, one that I wanted to slap off of her face.

"Fine."

o.0.O.0.o

It is no easy task walking-more like sprinting-across the entire campus to arrive to 's classroom. I wonder who my tutor will be? Just please be a serious un-popular girl who likes to get work done and not meddle in my personal life.

Huffing and panting, I come to an ungainly halt in front of the bold letters "I-106 Calculus". Just one door separates me from what could turn out as a great experience, or the most devastating one yet.

Apparently the universe hates me. Because sitting in a seat is not a serious unpopular girl who won't upset me. They are cocky, immature, popular boy.

Jace Wayland

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