A/N: Soooo, Chapter 4 is finally here! Just in time for tea! X) lol, jk. My usual greetings! Those who are new, my usual greetings are virtual hugs! Unless you're a boy, I hate boy's cooties. (Again, jk. I'm not sexist, just grew up in all-girls school is all.) Great, I'm rambling again. So I'll just leave you to Chapter 4, yes?
Disclaimer: *sigh* I wish Mortal Instruments, Victoria Secrets, and all the songs I mention belong to me. *sigh again*
CPOV
I smiled coyly as I picked a beautiful black slip with lace trims that clung tightly to my curves, and barely reached my mid-thigh from my walk-in closet, and also pulled out a smaller leather jacket with gold studs that clung to my thin frame, making me look delicate and dangerous at the same time. I went to a special corner dedicated to shoes in the closet, rummaging through the neatly stacked transparent boxes until I found my lace up knee high black boots. I smiled in satisfaction at the ensemble before me, before rising and slipping out of the tee and shorts, and into the shower. I grabbed my rose-scented bath set, and quickly shampooed my hair with it, and after that, lather down my body with the same rose scented body wash. I grabbed a fluffy towel and dried myself with it before slipping into a light minty green robe, heading for my vanity. I braided my hair into a thick single braid while waiting for it to air dry, to create lightly curled hair, and started on my makeup. Even though my makeup collection consisted mainly of dark colors, it is still impressive, probably larger than half the high school girls population put together. After half an hour at the vanity, I now had my usual smoky eyes look that is somehow fiercer, faint blush, mascara, and blood red lipstick. I got dressed quickly, slipping into my Victoria Secrets lingerie, then the slip, quickly followed by the leather jacket and the boots. I flounced happily out of the room, my lightly curled hair bouncing on my back, and stopped short at the sight of Izzy. She's wearing an extremely short black leather skirt, a matching leather bra that revealed quite too much of her cleavage, and black ankle boots. Her raven hair was stick straight and hung past her shoulder in an appealing way to most boys, and her makeup was dark and quite dramatic.
"Uh... huh... Izzy…" I began.
"I look like a whore, yes, yes. I don't care, because I know I'm not one, but Clary, just how many boys are going to have a nose bleed tonight? The plunge of the neckline of that slip of yours is quite astounding." She smirked.
"I seriously doubt that there are going to be people at the club tonight. Those kids from the normal school won't be coming soon, I think." I retorted.
"Nope." Izzy said, popping the 'p'. "I saw a particularly slutty one at the mall earlier today. She certainly looks like she's looking for a good lay. You better keep your man close."
My man? Oh, she meant Jace. I silently answered my own question, and simply answered. "Keep your nerd boy close too. He might be too innocent to recognize a slut even when she's flaunting her boobs in his face."
Izzy snorted, and started laughing. The laughter was infectious and soon, I started laughing too. It is really nice to have an amazing girlfriend like Izzy. Someone who'll never spill your beans when you don't spill hers. I grinned, "C'mon, Iz. I don't think the boys will like the wait."
"What? I thought you only invited Jace." Izzy tilted her head.
"Trust me. He'll bring all the boys with him. And we'll surprise them by bringing the girls too." I smiled coyly again as I strode out the door of our pent house, Izzy laughing and skipping along with me.
JPOV
I and the boys were sitting at the bar in an almost empty club. Key word being almost. There is a slut who's flirting with me and trying desperately to sit in my lap. And that goddamned girl wouldn't even take a hint that I am tired of her. He hoped Clary comes soon, for some weird reason, she seems to brighten up any room she is in. Like the moon. I thought absentmindedly, and found myself thinking about her oh-so-inviting lips. Most girls would look like a slut with blood red lips, but Clary pulled it off and looked like a tigress after her kill. Confident, beautiful, deadly. I shook off my thoughts, and looked around as the doors opened and Clary walked in along with the rest of the girls. Everyone except Magnus and Alec brightened up at once, and went to talk with them. I couldn't take my eyes off Clary, she looked so beautiful, but still lethal. Just like a rose, with its beautiful petals and sharp thorns. I thought in awe. She smirked when she saw my situation, and I pouted at her, silently pleading for her to help me. She smiled evilly, strode over, and tapped the annoying slut on the shoulder.
"Excuse me. That's my boyfriend you're flirting with." She smiled coolly.
"How dare you steal him from me!" She shrieked. "We were meant to be."
Clary rolled her eyes, and the slut reared her hand back to slap her. Clary's emerald eyes darkened, and she clenched her fist and drove it straight at the slut's fake plastic nose.
"What was that for?" She glared at Clary, who smirked, and counted it off her fingers.
"Let's see. A.) You tried to slap me, and B.) You were hitting on my boyfriend. Oh! And let's not forget C.) You were being a slut. Yep. I think that's all. And you will not hit on any of the boys here, since they already have girlfriends. Got it?"
The slut fumed silently, and strutted out the doors of the club. Clary turned towards me with a victorious expression, "You owe me."
IPOV
I looked on in amusement as Clary declared to all the boys that they owed her, since she saved them from being mauled by the annoying slut. First she got Raphael to pay for all the girls' drinks, which was no biggie, since all the kids here comes from the wealthiest of the wealthiest. And amazingly enough, this place has wine. I stifled a giggle at the thought of Clary sipping her wine like a refined lady, causing Simon to stare at me weirdly. I quickly explained to him about my whole Clary-sips-wine-like-a-lady thing, and he started cracking up too. I turned around, and my eyeballs nearly bulged out of my sockets, Maia and Jordan were making out furiously in a dark corner. I tapped Clary's shoulder.
"Looks like Maia's got herself a boy."
"Awwww. So cute." Clary cooed, causing Camille to turn around. Her eyes widened.
"Hell, Maia's going to win the bet."
"What bet?" I asked curiously.
"I made a bet with Maia; whoever gets a boyfriend first can boss around the other one. And bossing around includes wardrobe update." Camille groaned.
I made a face, last time Maia took away my precious combat boots for a week.
"Good luck girl. You'll need it." I told Camille sympathetically. Camille immediately turned to Raphael, undoubtedly to flirt with him in hopes of avoiding Maia's wardrobe update.
CPOV
I was sipping my martini, watching Izzy talk with Camille with an amused expression. I twirled the glass in my hand absentmindedly as Jace walked over,
"Clary, dance with me?"
Oooh! Is Clary gonna accept? Or will she decline? Thanx a lot for reading. Review! Review! Behold that shining button that means everything to me!
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