A/N: Hello? *scratch head sheepishly* Please feel free to throw rotten tomatoes my way, I'm feel really guilty. Dear guest reviewer, sorry to keep you waiting. I didn't mean to. In my defense, me and my family are gonna move to another country, and I'm busy packing my bajillion books in my two gigantic towering bookshelves. Sorry, sorry. I know I'm not a good author, but, please bear with me and my pathetic weekly updates. I'll try more, but still, I can promise only a update a week, okay? I seriously love all you awesome reviewers and readers!

CPOV

"Hmmm, what is it with you nosy people? So, I like Jacea lot, but still not enough on the whole boyfriend level that you people were wondering about." I said nonchalantly even though my insides churned uncomfortably.

You really do like him. My annoying subconscious chirped.

"Let me advise you all. Simon, quit staring and ask Izzy out. Camille, stop ogling Raphael, and Maia, don't bother hiding your not-so-secret relationship with Jordan."

I smiled in satisfaction as I watched said people squirm.

"So, Raphael, Truth or Dare?"

"Dare!" He roared to hide his blushing. "Truth's for pussies."

"Soooo, I dare you to play Seven Minutes in Heaven with dear ol' Camille here. There's a spacious knife cabinet right there, I'd be careful though. Won't want a knife to pierce your thick skull while making out." I smirked, and Camille blushed. "Shoo. Get going." I shooed them away. "Oh! The cabinet's sound proof." I winked and turned back to the circle where Jordan and Maia were making out, I pulled out a knife concealed in my boots and threw it at them, missing Jordan's head by a measly inch.

"Aww. Clary, you missed." Maia cooed, breaking away from Jordan.

"I did not. It was deliberate. Considering my skills, hitting your boyfriend's head with a knife is easier than peeling a banana. Want me to try again?" I smirked, pulling out another knife. Maia laughed, and said no hastily. Seven minutes later, Camille and Raphael came out of the cabinet, flushed.

"Sparky. Truth or Dare."

Magnus thought for a while, and suddenly-

She's not a saint, and she's not what you think.

She's an actress, whoa.

She's better known for the things that she does on the mattress, whoa.

Soon she's gonna find, stealing other people's toys on the playground won't make her any friends.

She should keep in mind, she should keep in mind.

There is nothing I do better than revenge. Hah!

"Uh. That's my phone, sorry," I said sheepishly, and pressed answer.

"Miss Fairchild?"

"Yep, the one and only."

"CIA has a mission for you."

I pressed speaker.

"This is a very special mission. Top Secret. Only the students of The Institute branch of St. Xaviers is supposed to know." She continued, oblivious to being broadcasted for the whole training room.

"Go on."

"There are strange cases of disappearance and murder in a privileged boarding school. We assume that these are multiple kidnappings for ransom, but the parents have yet to gain a ransom letter."

"And?"

"I would like you and Mr. Herondale to go undercover at that school. Investigate, and if you find the culprit, capture him, preferably alive. Assassinate him only if you must. Each of you could bring someone along. That is all. Do you and accept?" The crisp voice asked.

Jace nodded. I sighed.

"Alright."

"Excellent. The details shall be sent to both of your ultra-secure spy accounts immediately. I believe that would be all. Good luck." And just like that, the line cut off, the caller ID immediately deleting itself.

"Izzy."

"Yep, I'm in."

"Alec?"

"I'm exhausted, desperately in need of a break from missions. Maybe Simon, he's tech genius." Alec said warily.

Jace pinched the bridge of his nose, "Okay, Simon, you in?"

Simon looked downright excited.

"Hell yeah!"

I got up, scrolling through my ultra-secure account on my custom made phone.

'Izzy, we've got one hell of a job ahead of us."

I copied Jace's actions, pinching the bridge of my nose, and handed my smart phone to Izzy. I shrugged on my discarded jacket, zipping it up, and stood abruptly, grinning like a maniac.

"This is going to be the best mission ever!"

Sooo, how is the chapter? I know it's short, kinda like a filler, but I promise the juicy parts later! How was the mission assigning thing? I assume higher-ups like to keep their identity a secret or something, so I made it into a phone call. So far, no negative reviews, I'm really happy. Reviews always make my day. I love ya readers and reviewers so damn much! I'm sorry to end the game so abruptly. Do you think the mission thing is too soon? I figured that I'd dragged the story enough already and don't want my dear readers getting bored. So, Review, Review! Lemme know whatcha think! Thanks for all your kind supports!

Credits:

Clary's ringtone: Better than revenge by Taylor Swift.

Idea of undercover mission: SerenityShadowstar. If you're reading this, another thanks from me!

Love,

Kaitlyn~