So, it's been a bit too long, but I think that this should be a satisfying chapter.

Jace

"Clary, I can't thank you enough for giving me another chance." I tell her, while we're walking to my car. Jon asked me to give her a ride today, and who was I to leave Clary at school?

"Jace, that's the fourth time you've said that today. I think your point is clear."
"Well, I just wanted to make my point clear?" I ask sheepishly, scratching my neck with my left hand. If only you knew how much you meant to me.

"Jace," she says, turning around to face me, "I already last week forgave you. Can we please move on and talk about something else?" She says, while gently gliding her arm across my shoulder. To anyone else it would have seemed like an innocent gesture for a friend, but it meant so much more to me.

Can you do this Jace? Can you just be Clary's friend? You know why it was so important that she forgave you. You know about how you really feel about Clary. Are you alright with just being her friend?

The past week with Clary had been amazing. We joked around, and there's enough inside jokes between the two of us to write a book. Just seeing her at lunch always brightens up my day. Her glowing smile, that would be directed at me, always made the same smile appear on my face. How can this one girl have such an affect on me?

But it's not just lunch. Whenever we talk, I can be myself around her. That was something I never had the luxury of before. Or did I? Well, I can be a different, improved person around Clary. She changed me for the better. I owe her so much for that.

But that isn't the reason you like her so much. You like her for many other reasons. Just admit it, at least to yourself, you like Clary!
Sometimes the nagging in my head gets very annoying.

"Jace, you there?" I snap out of my thoughts, seeing Clary look at me with a confused look. "You got lost in your head. Again. What are you thinking about up there?"

Trust me, you don't want to know.

"Oh, nothing." I reply, and we continue our slow walking pace.

"Okay you've always been daydreaming during our conversations, what are you thinking about up there?"

"The usual, football, homework, schemes to annoy Jon, the list goes on and on."

"Hmmhmm." I can hear the eyebrow raise in her voice. Well, eyebrows, since Clary can't lift just one. Unlike me.

"Clary, could there be more sarcasm in your voice?"
"Obviously. The doubts you have in my sarcasticness is sad."
"Is that even a real word?"
"Obviously."
"Are you going to stop saying that word?" "Obviously" had been Clary's favorite word for the past week. It drove everyone crazy. I thought she was finally over it, but I guess not.

"Milady I believe we have arrived at your destination." I point out, gesturing to her-now open-passenger door.

"Why thank you. You are such a gentleman." She responds while getting in, the sarcasm could not be more obvious. Why am I saying that word! Ugh! Well, technically I'm thinking it, but it's still pretty annoying.

"Jace, you're in Jaceland again."
"Well I quite like Jaceland. Everyone worships Jace, and the word obviously is forbidden."
"Jaceland sounds terrible."
"How dare you insult my future kingdom!" Feigning hurt, I place my hand over my heart. "Jaceland will a place someday! You cannot crush my dreams!"

"Okay Jace, we both know that something has been on your mind for quite a while. I mean there's a certain limit to how much someone thinks about themself. What's been on your mind?"

How do you tell someone that they've been on your mind for the past week? That you've been thinking about them, trying to sort out your feelings. Well, is it sorting if I'm pretty sure that I like her. Oh what am I? 12? I like Clary, and I should tell her. Be open with my feelings. But what if she doesn't like me back? What if I start more problems between us. I just got her to forgive me, and I can't have her hate me again.

"It't really nothing. You have no idea how stressful my classes have been getting ."

"I'm only a year behind you, it can't be that bad."

"Trust me, it's bad."

"Jace, I thought that we could trust each other. Why won't you tell me?" Please don't make me feel guilty about this Clary. Damm it Clary

"Fine then, you want to know what's going on." I step on the brakes, it's a stoplight, and look at her straight in the eye. "This past week has probably been the best week of my life. I'm trying to decide my feelings for you, seeing if I like you as more than a friend. My thoughts are all messed up, and I don't know what to think. So that's what been on my mind. Now you know. Happy?" I spit out, forcing my eyes back on the road.

"Jace…"

"Clary it's a green light. Don't distract me."
"But-"
"Don't Clary. Don't"

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15 minutes of a very awkward and silent car ride, I arrived at Clary's house.

"We're here."
"Look Jace-"
"I drove you home, can you please go Clary?"
"Jace, don't interrupt me. Look, I've been going through the same feelings. I just know how to hide feelings. I don't know what this is either Jace. I mean it wasn't that long ago when we both hated each other. I'm not overly sure about what I feel about you either. This whole liking someone is new to me." Wait, like?

"Like, as in you like me? As in more than a friend."
"I thought that you would have been a little more familiar with the term Jace. Jace Wayland, awkward while admitting his feelings. I never thought I'd see the day." A short laugh escapes her rosy lips, count on Clary to bring humor into a very tense conversation.

"We both know this is first time I actually like a girl."
"So you admitted it! You do like me! I think you got your feelings straightened out."
"I just… You know this is difficult."
"What's so difficult? I like you, you just said you liked me, have we passed the middle school confessions?"

Even though tensions were running high, I couldn't ignore the soaring joy that I now have from Clary's confession.

Come on Jace! Man up and do something about this! You both like each other, now do something about it! You have nothing to lose now, and if you don't do something about it, you could lose her!

"Clary, I know that this might sound a bit weird, but will you go on a date with me?"
Her eyes widened, her breathing hitched. Did I come on too strong?

"No strings attached, if it fails, then you can just tell me." Please tell me an answer, say something!"
"Jace, I…" She's thinking about it, weighing the pros and the cons? Do the pros outweigh the cons? This whole being nervous about a girl is so weird. Why are my hands getting clammy and sweaty?

"Clary, if it's no, then I can take it. Don't feel pressured to say yes."
"Jace, you idiot. You aren't even giving me time to respond. Do you know how fast you're talking? I caught one word."
"Ohh, umm. I asked you if you would-"
"I heard that part dummy. And it's kinda cute seeing you stutter over your words. Who knew this could be possible?" That still isn't an answer! "Jace, relax. The answer is yes."

"Wait, what?'

"I said yes, I will go on a date with you. Just don't make me regret it."
"I promise, you won't."
"Now how are we going to tell Jon about this?"

Shoot.

I will edit it tomorrow, I am so tired and I needed to update.

Review Responses: (It may sound generic, but it's heartfelt)

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