Chapter 2

Jace's POV

Just as the night before I woke to an annoying headache.

"Up." Michael simply stated as he once again opened my curtains. God I felt like slapping him right now. If only there was a contraption that closed the fucking curtains without you getting up. After several minutes of avoiding the light like a vampire (I know), I got up. The more I avoided it the longer they would bother me. Once the justice of the morning was in place I looked at my unset alarm clock to see it was 8 in the morning. I had to do a double take when I saw that. Ugh, why in the world would I have to get up that early in the morning when I didn't have school or a job? It was cruel.

As if reading my thoughts, Michael came back.

"We're going to church so put some nice clothes on." He said standing in my open doorway.

"Church?!" (Not the cat.) I asked in disbelief. "I've never been to church in my life."

"Which is a shame. I told Stephen he should have taken you but he always said he was to busy. Of course I'm sure that he was just covering for himself not wanting to go."

"I don't want to go. I'd rather stay here and sleep." I said flopping down on my mattress, adamant on not going.

"Well, to bad. You don't have a say now get ready."

"I don't have a say? I'm an adult, since when did I stop having a say?" I said getting angry.

"When you stopped acting like one."

"I thought the whole point of church was for what people believe in. I'm not a Christian, if anything I'm an atheist."

"Well, tough luck because your going to church!" He said getting angry also. "And your going to be doing a lot of other things you don't 'want' to do because that's what life is about! Doing what you have to do before your wants. So get up and get ready! It's about time you learned to get of your ass and do something with yourself and quit living off your parents money!" He yelled and before I could yell anything back and start a yelling match with him he slammed my door shut. My hands were in fists. I cant believe how controlling he was being! Why do I have to put up with this?!

Because your parents will cut you off and let you live on the streets. Said a voice in my head. God this was a bunch of bull shit.

We sat in the car in complete silence. Michael was fuming still, though he had calmed down some. I had worn a simple t-shirt and jeans just to piss him off. It was my first time going, I was not planning on doing anything but sit in silence. I had no idea what I was going into at this point.

"By the way, your getting a job. I already talked to some people and you start tomorrow." He said not taking his eyes of the road. I just gave him a look between anger and astonishment.

"You got to be kidding me." I said.

'Well, I'm not. So your going to have to get used to waking up early."

"Your making me get a job." I stated.

"Yes, you will be working in a local diner, a dishwasher." My day seems to be getting worse and worse and it wasn't even 8:30 in the morning yet.

Church was such a drag. We sat in the middle of all the rows of benches. I sat and listened, standing up when everybody else did, and tried my hardest not to fall asleep where I was. Luckily it was only an hour. Which in fact, the only good part of that hour was the hot red-head, Clary, sat right in front of me. She had on another dress, this one was striped blue and white and skirted out just above the hips while ending mid-thigh. It was a thin material so I had a pretty good view of her body. Her hair was down, in perfect curls around her. She said a simple 'hello' to me and Michael before turning forward and paying close attention as the time came. Unlike me, she participated in all the praying and singing.

Unfortunately I couldn't pull anything since directly afterwards she was pulled into several conversations with other people. And, because I wanted to leave.

When Monday came around, in my opinion to quickly, I got up and ready to start my pathetic job. Michael had told me the place and directions how to get there with a quick threat if I didn't go before I made my way out.

When I got their It was exactly what I had pictured on the drive over. A brick building with large windows that revealed booths that people ate and conversed at. A large sign above that read Taki's and a lit up sign in the window that showed they were open. And to make it worse, a bell rang as soon as I walked through the door. A waitress who looked about twenty with blonde hair came up to me as she saw me standing in the doorway.

"Can I help you?" She said sticking her chest forward and trying to get me to notice her without being to straight forward.

"I'm looking for the owner."

"oh, sure, I will go get him." she said before leaving with a glance back to me as she walked. I looked around the diner at the tables where families laughed with their families and friends. It was a nice diner.

"You must be Jace." Said a man who walked up to me with the same waitress behind him.

"Yeah." I said simply not giving any hint that I wanted to be there.

"Well, welcome. My name is Robert. I am the owner of this diner. So your Michael's nephew? I never new he had a brother."

"He doesn't" I simply said. He looked at me to elaborate but when I didn't say anything else he changed the subject.

"I've known him since he moved here. And I'm glad to be doing this favor for him. Please come with me and I will show you to your locker in the back." Some favor he is doing. I followed him as the waitress stayed watching me with a smile. Probably overjoyed by the fact that I work here now. I sighed.

I worked for hours and I hated every minute of it. My hands were soaked in soapy water that made them prune after washing dish after dish. This had to be the most annoying job ever. I had one break, in which only lasted about forty-five minutes. I stayed in the diner and ate their while watching people enter and leave without a care in the world. This sucks.

When my break just ended and I headed back into the kitchen where the dishes were already starting to pile, She came in. She, with her red-hair, always seemed impossible to miss. Clary walked into the diner with two other people trailing in behind her. There was a girl and a guy that she was talking to as they sat at a booth. The guy had black hair and blue eyes with pale skin, He was pretty well built and seemed in his early twenties, the girl looked identical to him but with dark eyes. It was obvious that they were siblings. I felt my blood stir a little.

Robert walked over to them and greeted them with a big smile. God did she know everybody? I shook my head as I continued walking into the kitchen.

Well, there's the second chapter. There church goers now, and Alec and Isabelle show up!... and Robert. Review if you feel like it. Or you know, follow, favorite...