Alright, y'all, I hope you liked and, just so y'all know, I'm only going to write a few more chapters. This was never meant to be as long as my VA fanfic (Actually, that one wasn't even supposed to be that long) and I already know the last two sentences that are going to be said at the end of this story, so at least y'all know I've got this planned. Anyways, thanks for the reviews, and I would so appreciate it if more people reviewed, I really would. Also, I agree with you lot that Clary and Jace should be together, but you guys might be disappointed at the end of this (Or not. I'm not telling how it's going to end; I'm not an idiot!) They might end up together and they might not. Just keep reading and you'll find out! Also, I'd like to thank NightPanda for her suggestion for the disclaimer. Sadly, I've never before read Harry Potter (except for the first book) and I don't really watch the movies, so I don't think I'd do them justice. Thanks anyways, NightPanda, I appreciate it.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: (Okay, so I lied when I said this wasn't going on every chapter. So sue me!)
Me: Honestly. I don't have to do this every time! (But it's fun!)
*No one mysteriously/suddenly or anything else appears/pops up/walks up or anything else*
Me: Um… So no one's going to force me to say it? No hot guy is going to appear? No freaky German chick is going to pop up? No lame, although still slightly hot, vampire is going to sparkle his way over here? My imagination is getting lame, I tell ya!
Mr. Darcy: No, I was just taking my time.
Me: *Looks up in shock and starts to drool* I don't own these characters (except Jack and Lacey) they belong to Cassandra Clare. I don't own France, Vera Wang, or the color purple. I do however own this plot….
Mr. Darcy: *Shocked* Well, Dimitri had to work harder than me and that's because you absolutely adore him.
Me: *Still drooling* You were my first literary love.
Mr. Darcy: Oh, that makes sense. Well, thank you.
Me: WAIT! Just stay so I can stare at you, please?
Mr. Darcy: *Weirded out* Alllllllrighty then…..
The next morning, Jace joined Clary and Isabelle as they went out to look for dresses. Lacey had gotten up early and left quietly, so as not to wake up Jace. She didn't know that he was already awake, simply lying there, waiting there for her to get up and leave. When she finally had, Jace stood up, and walked to his bathroom, to take a shower.
Jack had gotten up early as well; leaving Clary a note saying that he was going to visit an old friend. He did it quietly so that he wouldn't wake up Clary. He didn't know that she was already awake, lying there with her eyes closed, waiting for him to get up and leave because she didn't want to deal with him, not after what happened with Jace.
When Jace walked into the kitchen, Clary looked up in surprise, like the day before. He told her that he wanted to join her on her activities and as she was nodding, Isabelle walked in. "Good morning. So, Clary, what are we doing today?" Isabelle asked, sitting at the table, biting into a granola bar.
"Dress shopping."
Isabelle's eyes widened in excitement and she hopped up and down in her seat. "Oh, that's great! Is your mom going to join us?"
Clary shook her head sadly. "No, she has work today, so she won't be able to make it, but we're supposed to send her pictures of our favorite ones. Near the end, though, she'll probably be able to join us."
"Great, sounds like fun." Clary and Isabelle look up at Jace in surprise. They hadn't expected for Jace to want to join them.
"Um… Jace, we're going dress shopping. Wedding dress shopping. And we'll be looking at maid-of-honor dresses as well. It won't be anything for boys, so um…. I don't think you'll enjoy it."
Jace gives a sigh. "Listen, you'll need the opinion of someone that isn't trying to kiss up to you, Clary. You'll need the opinion of someone that never tells a lie. You'll need me."
Clary stares at Jace. Isabelle nods. "Actually, that makes sense. Alright, Jace, you can join us." Clary looks at Isabelle in surprise, and then she nods in agreement. It was actually a good idea.
"Clary, I adore that one!" Isabelle squeals, staring at Clary in awe. She was wearing a white, slick dress, very simple with hardly any design.
Clary looks at Isabelle with a smile.
"I hate it." Clary and Isabelle look at Jace with shocked faces. "It's not you. It's very…. Slick and cool and nothing like you." Clary stares at herself in the mirror, seeing what Jace means.
"Well, it's a very beautiful dress, and it looks gorgeous on you, Ms. Fray." The assistant says, trying to reassure Clary.
"No, no, he's right, it doesn't seem like me. Well, I think we've tried on all the ones from here. Time to move on to a next one. How about looking for a dress for you, Isabelle?"
Isabelle nods in agreement as Clary walks back into the dressing room to take off the dress. "So, where are we going?" Isabelle asks as they walk out the store. Jace points to a story across the street and they walk over to it.
Once in there they spoke with the assistant and she gathered up an armload of dresses for Isabelle. Isabelle walks into the dressing room and starts to put on the dresses. The first was a short, bright pink dress that none of them liked. The next was an orange, poufy… thing that was absolutely horrible and Jace almost puked at the sight of it. Next was a blue knee length dress that they all liked and placed in the maybe pile. Next was a beautiful silver dress that was slightly like the blue, but it had beading on the skirt. That went into the maybe pile as well. Next was a dress a short strapless dress that had a little belt around the waist. It came in multiple colors, and the beige, dark red, and green were put in the maybe pile. Then came a turquoise with more blue than green that had a loose skirt and a tight bodice; it was strapless and Isabelle looked great in it. It was put into the maybe pile as well. Next came this yellow dress that had fringe on the skirt, and was completely horrible. Isabelle tries on a few more dresses, as the reject pile gets larger, and the maybe pile has only about 5 more added to it.
Once they are done, Isabelle tries on the maybe dresses again, but none of them feel perfect. Then, as Jace is walking through the store, he spots red material, and without thinking, grabs it, shoves it towards Isabelle, and tells her to try it on. When she comes back out, they all stare at her in wonder, she looks great. The dress is magnificent on her. It's a halter type with a wrinkled bust and a jeweled 'belt' at the waist, and the skirt hugs her perfectly.
"It's perfect. It's yours. You have to get it, Izzy." Clary breathes.
Isabelle looks up, staring at Clary. "Clary, are you sure? I mean, no offense or anything, but I look smoking in this and, you know, I might steal the attention from you, and wouldn't that suck? I mean, it's your big day, so you need to be totally honest with me."
Clary laughs. "Izzy, don't worry, I'm totally sure. I want you to look completely smoking, because I'll be married, so all the single women may look as smoking as they want. I promise." Izzy and Jace laugh at Clary, and finally Izzy agrees to get the dress.
"Now, your turn." Jace says, turning towards Clary. "We still need to find your dress." He turns towards the assistant and asks her to bring every single wedding dress they have that would be good for Clary. The assistant walks back towards them with two other assistants with an armload of dresses. Clary walks into the dressing room and tries on dresses for the next 2 hours.
"Hiya, kids!" Jocelyn yells out as she walks in. She looks at the dress Clary currently has on and her eyes widens. "You look so gorgeous, hon."
Jace sighs. "No, that's not even close to one of the ones that are good."
Jocelyn looks over at Jace and then at Isabelle. Isabelle says, "He's being honest. And he's right." Clary nods, silently agreeing, and so do the assistants.
"Well, alright, if all of you agree. Go try on some more, girlie." Jocelyn says. Clary turns and goes back in. When she walks out, they all gasp and star wide eyed at her. It was sleeveless and there was a bow around the waist with a flowy skirt; it was beige. (There's a link to it on my profile, go look at it. It's pretty, and I can picture Clary in it) "Clary, darling…" Jocelyn says under her breath.
"Clary, you look absolutely gorgeous." Isabelle says.
Jace smiles. "That is the dress, Clary." She looks up at him with a smile on her face.
"I completely agree." Clary says, staring right at Jace.
Later that night, as Jace lay in bed with Lacey asleep beside him, he stared up at the ceiling, thinking about Clary. She looked absolutely radiant today in that dress of hers, and that's because she was tired and her hair was all messy. He could just imagine how she'd look with her hair all made up and everything in order. He could picture the wedding perfectly, only there was some slight differences in his head. For example, the reception wasn't going to be held at the hall with the mirrors, but the hall with the staircase and the chandelier. And the man at Clary's side wasn't Jack, but Jace himself. He sighed softly and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep. After a while, he finally did, and the dreams that awaited him were filled completely with Clary.
Later that night, as Clary lay in bed with Jack asleep beside her, she stared up at the ceiling, thinking about Jace. That dress was absolutely gorgeous and the way Jace had looked at her when he'd seen her in it made her go all warm and fuzzy inside. He looked at her as if she was the most beautiful thing in the world, and that was because she was tired and her hair was a mess. She could just imagine walking into the reception hall, the one with the staircase and chandelier, with Jace by her side, not Jack. She sighed softly and closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep. After a while, he finally did, and the dreams that awaited her were filled completely with Jace.
So, what'd y'all think? I hope you liked, and my next disclaimer will be something good! Thanks to Cathy, who made the suggestion, and I'm sure you all will like it! The links for Izzy's and Clary's dress is on my profile, hope y'all check it out!
Thanks!
Simply,
Sam.
