OMG I am so sorry for not updating, it's just that I went to California for a couple days and I left my laptop charger and it wouldn't let me post from my phone.

But here's another chapter. Hope you like it.


Jace's POV

The past four days have been horrible. First, I get ignored by Clary; then, I am almost pummeled and embarrassed by her brother and friends; next, my heart is literally shattered into pieces; then, I get paired with a gay couple in a room who make-out constantly; 'The Dogs' have sworn revenge on me for leaving them with the help of 'The Cats' and their new member Seelie; and now I feel like a piece of shit and refuse to get out of bed.

I mean, every single girl that looks at me immediately falls for my charms; but the one girl I actually have feelings for, refuses to even talk to me. After we got off the plane, we were to start the next day with photo shoots and our agents to get us jobs. So Sunday we got here, then Monday-Wednesday we did photo shoots, commercials, Magazine covers, dress rehearsals, even show appearances.

Right now it was 2:00 on Thursday and I had refused to get out of bed. Mrs. Branwell said that the last three days we are here; we can do whatever we wanted as long as there was no trouble. I didn't feel like doing anything unless I was forced to. The rest of the trip, I am going to stay I bed feeling like shit because the girl I love, hates me.

So this is what it feel like to have your heart broken, I thought, this is he soft side of Jace Wayland.

Alec's POV

I was getting really worried about Jace; he refused to get out of bed all day. He even didn't get up to dry himself when I poured ice water on him. Or move away when Magnus put makeup and glitter on him; that's the main reason I poured water on him, I just did ice thinking he would flinch and get up.

That little slut Clary did this to him and she refuses to apologize or even see him about it, I thought while I stared at him through the door way of his room. Ok, I'm going too far. Clary is not a slut, she's a nice person and just needs to realize what she has done to him, I persuaded with myself.

All of a sudden I hear Magnus say from behind me "Alec, I'm bored let's do something naughty" When I turn around I see Magnus in nothing but boxers. My dark side grins while I just blush a deep crimson. He laughs and walks over to me.

"Let's go to my room and 'think' about what to do" He told me while brushing one of my bangs back behind my ear only to let it fall back in my face. I looked back at Jace then to the front door, then back at Magnus.

Jace can wait, it's not like he's going anywhere, I thought as I followed Magnus into his room and closing the door behind me.

Clary's POV

Isabelle and I were going all over Paris shopping at my favorite stores. Luckily I knew French so I could read the signs and shop names. So far we have gone to: Beau Travail, Comme des Chaussures, La Hune, Petit Pan and about five other stores.

Right now we were walking into some other random store after we had put our bags in the school van. It was usually used for carrying equipment to modeling sets, band performances, and stuff like that. But Mrs. Branwell let us use the van for shopping.

Iz and I immediately start looking at all the clothes, jewelry, makeup, and shoes. I was looking at this cute mini skirt when I look up I see one of the cutest outfits I have ever seen. It was attached to a very pretty looking girl.

She had black hair that went just below her shoulders; a light blue pair of eyes, and just a bit of lip gloss. I could tell she was taller than me by about three or four inches. She wore a white shirt with a big cheetah print heart in the middle with a hot pick outline and white and light pink sequins just inside the line. She wore light denim no sleeve jacket over the shirt; a pair of black leggings; and five inch heels that were a really dark purple with lighter laces. I also noticed that she was wearing s wool purple beret that tied the whole outfit together somehow.

Her whole outfit screamed 'I was born fashionable'. I taped her on the shoulder. She turned around and smiled a smile that could light up the world. "Hi" she said in a nice cheerful voice "I'm Andrea"

I smiled back at her and said "Hi, I'm Clary" We shook hands and I said "Where'd you get that outfit? It is so cute" She smiled again and answered by saying "Sorry it's actually an original. I'm a designer, well actually, I haven't been able to find any good schools for me but I'm still good at it"

Her French accent was very delicate and graceful right off the tip of her tongue. When she said she was searching for a school, I knew Mrs. Branwell would love her so I jumped at the chance. "I go to a performing arts school in New York"

Her eyes widened and she said "What did you get in for?" I shrugged and said "Everything" Her eyes widened even more at that.

"I'm sure my teacher would love you. In fact I am on a trip right now for my class in Advanced Modeling and Designing" I said to her with a hinting smile.

"Would you really let me talk to your teacher about getting in the school? Wait, you said it's in New York…." At first she was excited then got a little confused at the last part.

"Well, yeah. It's a boarding school of performing arts with a maximum of two thousand kids. Yesterday someone dropped out so we have room for another person" She was still a little confused so I told her "Just come and talk to our teacher about the school and if you like it then I will talk to you about the basics of the school. Sound like a plan?" I said with a smile.

She nodded after a moment of thought. "Hey Iz!" I called to her from across the store. She came over with a raised eyebrow then saw Andrea. "Oh hey! I'm Isabelle but everyone calls me Iz or Izzy"

"I'm Andrea" They both shook hands then after I explained to Isabelle what just happened, Andrea called her mom and told her of the news then we took the van to the hotel. "Wow you guys shop a lot" Andrea said looking at the bags we had.

I had about twelve bags and Iz had eleven. We smiled at each other then we went to telling Andrea a little about the school until we got to the hotel. I took her to the floor where all our rooms were at and knocked on Mrs. Branwell's room. She opened the door and I explained to her about Andrea then she brought her in the room to talk to her about the school.

Iz had run off to our room while I had brought Andrea to Mrs. Branwell so I walked back to the room alone. Even though the room was not that far away, I still had the crazy luck to run into someone. I stumbled but didn't fall.

I looked up to see Alec was the one I had bumped into. I smiled and said "Hey Alec" He smiled back an obvious fake smile than took my arm and yanked me to my room.

When he pulled me in and slammed the door I screamed "What the hell was that for!?" Iz had come out of her room along with Maia and Camille out of theirs. Alec had a really serious and mad look on his face right now that made me want to shrink back a little.

"You know what's wrong you sick bitch?!" Iz came running over to him while I gaped at him. I did nothing to him as far as I'm concerned of.

"Alec, what the fuck is wrong with you?! I haven't seen you this mad since, well actually, never" Iz said trying to cool down her brother. "Tell us what happened"

"Clary is what happened!" Alec yelled not looking the least bit calm. "She broke Jace, you know how hard that is! His ego is bigger than the entire galaxy and she broke him in two weeks!" I was taken aback by his words. I couldn't have broke Jace; he's Jace for god's sake.

I shook my head at him then said "I don't know what you mean" Isabelle had let go of Alec's shoulder giving up on calming him down since it obviously wasn't working.

"Jace is a pain in the ass when he has an ago we can't take down! Imagine the pain it's gonna take to build it up again!" He screamed at me.

Could this be true? Could I have really hurt Jace that bad?, I asked myself. "Alec calm down and sit on the couch and tell us what happened" He nodded and went to sit on the couch and I sat next to him.

He turned to me and said "I'm sorry for yelling it's just that he's my best friend. I've never seen him like this. He's turned down about maybe ten to fifteen girls since we've been here and hasn't come out of the room since Mrs. Branwell said we were free to explore Paris"

I stared at him in disbelief while he continued by saying "Not only is he heartbroken but 'The Dogs' have sworn revenge on him for leaving them" I got up and went over to the door.

"Clary where are you going?" I heard Camille call to me. I didn't look back when I said "I'm gonna go and talk to Jace"


Hope you liked the chapter after all this time. Again really I am sorry but I will be updating again.

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