Chapter 3
"Sorry." I say bumping into someone, I don't look up and I rush past
"It's fine sweetheart." A very familiar, annoyingly sexy voice says, and I whip my head around
"Jace!" I say incredulously, I try to hide the small bit of excitement that I got when I saw him, he looks very chill like he doesn't even care and that pisses me off
"Clary." He says acknowledging me, but he sounds very bored, I just start to walk away before I punch him and then I realise that there is no reason why I shouldn't punch him. I spin around and quickly punch him hard in the gut and then walk away
"Might have deserved that." I hear him wheeze out and it makes me smile a little but then I remember what he did
"Are you okay?" A male voice says kindly from behind me
I turn around to see who it is and come face to face with a very attractive man. "Umm yeah, I'm fine, thanks." I say a little flustered
"Okay, umm I'm Rye." He says a little awkwardly
"I'm Clary." I say brightening up a bit, hoping to stop being awkward
Rye and I chat for awhile about random stuff. He seems very nice and funny. I hope we can become better friends, I don't exactly have many left.
Two weeks later
My phone rings
"Hey." I say while trying to finish my drawing
"Umm, do you want to come to dinner with me." He sounds almost sad, maybe he thinks I'll decline
"Sure." I say happily, I sort of wanted an excuse to get out of the house, but I won't tell him that
I meet Rye at a fancy restaurant. I'm wearing a knee length black mini dress, that Izzy insisted I wear and some way to high heels. I can't stop myself from being a bit shocked by Rye's appearance. He looks stunning in a suit
"Wow, you look gorgeous." He says and extends an arm, I link mine through his
Dinner was great, and Rye offers to walk me home
We're walking though the park and of course we must bump into Jace, great timing
"Oh, hi Clary." Jace says with a bit of a smirk and then his eyes travel me up and down and to my satisfaction they pop a little bit
"Jace." I say with a nod of my head, a little amused of his reaction to Rye. "This is Rye." I give no other explanation and Rye and I continue. I don't want to admit it, but my heart still flutters a bit around Jace
"Who was that?" Rye asks his eyes showing his confusion
"That was a guy I don't like very much." I say and chew on my lip, worried Rye might get mad or something
I get home at bid goodbye to Rye. I think about Rye and how kind he is but I realize with an ache that he isn't Jace, no one can be Jace
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