I stare at him in utter shock and horror. Why did he have to come after me? He clearly had another thing going for him back in New York so… why!?" I see the corners of his mouth quirk up but I keep a stern scowl on my face. "Y-You're here! We looked EVERYWHERE and all along, you were here!" he yells in joy.

"Yeah… and exactly why is that!?" I yell at him in frustration. I don't want to let my guard down to him, but it's not like I can start a fight in the middle of the hallway.

His gaze becomes sickened by my attitude but I don't care. "Because I love you… you know that. And Alec, Izzy, Blood-sucker, even Magnus- they are all here. You're upset," he says.

I scoff and say back, "Yeah, I am a little bit! I am upset because I thought after what happened; you were going to LEAVE ME ALONE! I got on with my life so I KNOW you can get on with yours!" I hated to admit it but I could feel a part of myself protest with those words. I had gotten over Jace and I loved Drake. I never had to worry about Drake lying to me, or cheating on me… he was everything I wanted, so WHY was I still on a limb with Jace?!

"I could never get over you… you are everything to me, and you know that," he says quietly and looks at the floor.

I take a deep breath and say, "You have gotten over me. You got over me a LONG time ago. You just need to realize it. You don't need me Jace Lightwood… you don't need anyone." The last part of my speech was a little harsh- I understand- but I didn't regret it. It was the truth. Jace got over me as soon as he kissed that other girl. I was just a toy with him- a friend. I would never be more than that and at the moment, I wanted to be LESS. I didn't want to talk to him; I wanted to be left alone. I wanted to begin my life with love and fun- NOT DRAMA!

"Clary I-" but I cut him off.

"I have class… go home." And with that I waltzed into the art room and began to draw.

After School…

We walk back to school in a pack like always. Meg and Aaron in the front, Drake and I in the middle, and Paul, El, and Laken behind us. Drake walks with his arm wrapped securely around my waist and his head placed gently on my head as I rest on his shoulder. If you walked down the street you would think of us as a sappy couple with their children's names picked out but in reality, we have had a couple fights in the past- especially at the beginning of our relationship, but Drake would always make it up to me in a unique and totally him way.

I think about telling Drake about Jace and decide that it would be good if he was aware. "Drake?" I say suggestively.

He looks down with mischief in his multi colored eyes and asks, "What is it Clare?"

I smirk at the nickname and say, "I think I should tell you something… something kind of important." I look down at the ground- afraid of his reaction. Would he be mad? Would he be angry with me?

He notices my hesitation and stops walking, letting the others pass us. He holds my waist with one hand, pulling me against him, and tilts my head up with the other hand. "What's wrong Clary, and don't lie. You know you are a terrible liar."

I smile a bit and blurt out, "Jace is here."

His face goes stone hard and I cringe a bit. I don't know why, but I always get a little nervous whenever Drake gets mad. He has never hurt me- he would NEVER do that- but he has broken a couple vases and picture frames and there are a couple walls around the institute that have been victims of his temper. "What did he say to you?" he asks sternly.

"He just said that he was happy to see me and that everyone has been looking for me and… all that." He groans and I reassure him with a small peck on the lips and say, "Hey, it's not going to be a problem. I'm your girl no matter what! So stop acting like a drama queen and let's go home? I need to train and I was hoping you would want to fight against me?"

His face lifts and he says, "I don't know… I will have to look at my schedule. Maybe I can squeeze you in?"

I separate a bit from him and I say, "Well, I wouldn't want you to go to all that trouble. Perhaps I can get Paul to train with me…" I begin to walk away but he grabs my wrist and says,

"Wow now, let's not get crazy! You know I always have time for you- I would love to practice with you… and maybe some other stuff too…"

I roll my eyes and say, "Like I said… Paul doesn't have anything to do anyway."

"Why do you always have to be so stubborn!?" he yells into my hair as he kisses my neck.

I giggle and say, "Well, I was trained by the best."

"Hell yeah you were."

We get back to the institute and everyone is inside. There is some yelling and shrieks coming from the dining room so I wonder in there with Drake following very closely behind. I walk through the threshold and see everyone gathered around the table staring at 5 people. They hear our footsteps and the 5 people turn around. "CLARY!" she yells and jumps on my instantly. She hugs me until there is no breath in me and then gets up off the ground.

"What happened to you? Why did you leave?!" She sounds pissed but I am more confused. So Jace didn't tell them?

I shoot daggers to him and Simon comes up behind Izzy and gives me a tight hug. Magnus and Alec also exchange hugs but I don't dare go near Jace. I feel Drake wrap his hands protectively around my waist and I am pulled against him. I see El and Aaron smirk at Drake's action but I can only focus on the extreme anger that occurs on Jace's face. I feel a small warmth of victory at his jealousy. "Okay… so these guys are saying they need a place to stay and since we are the only institute around… we kind of have to give them rooms," says El.

"Well please, try not to sugarcoat it!" yells Simon from across the room. I smirk and say,

"Yeah, okay well… it's not really my choice now, is it?" With that I walk out of the room hurriedly. I go to my room and change into a pair of short black shorts. As soon as I am putting on my sports bra, Drake walks in. I don't get mad at him anymore for barging into my room; he has seen me in my bra and underwear before- but nothing less.

"I can kick those lightwoods out if you would feel more comfortable?" he suggests. I smile and say,

"Nah, I can handle them."

I feel his strong hands squeeze my bare stomach and he says, "Let's go fight, shall we?"

I smirk and say, "We shall," and he leads me out of my room and into the training area- where all hell would break loose.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter! I read through my story a couple times and I realized that I actually DO REALLY like Drake and I like their relationship. I know where this story will go and I can only tell you that some of you may want to go ahead and grab a tissue box because it's going to get kind of sad.

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