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Clary sat at the dinner table with Jace, Maryse ( his adoptive mother) Isabelle, Alec and Max (his adoptive siblings). His adoptive father, Robert, was out of town on a business meeting, but would be back in a couple days. There was an awkward mood in the air, a silence nobody felt courageous enough to break, from fear of having to actually continue the conversation. Max, the youngest Lightwood child, attempted several times, but all he got were a few nods and ocasional grunts, or smiles. Needless to say, even he gave up eventually.
The Lightwood children all shared a sort of lankiness to them, but thats where the family resemblances ended. Isabelle, or as her family iced to call her, Izzy, was tall and beautiful. her eyes were an intense shade of dark brown, and her dark black hair framed her face perfectly. There was a kind of confident aura around her. Clary had a feeling that if Isabelle Lightwood was ever put into a fight, well, Clary wouldn't be surprised if the other person didn't make it.
Alec also had a confident air to him, but in a different sense than Isabelle. There was no dobt he'd win in a fight, judging by the muscle that engulfed his body, but it would obviously take more convincing and logic to actually get him to use his strength. Isabelle looked like any other teenager, eager to have fun, seeking adventure. Alec seemed more cautious.
Lastly there was Max. Max looked the friendliest of the bunch. His grey eyes, could be read so easily, it was like reading a book. He had brown hair, and a clumsy looking body. Clary had a feeling that when he actually grew into it, he would probably be as attractive as his brother.
" So…." Maryse started, again trying to beat the awkward silence.
" Clary will you be stain with us for long?" Her tone was polite, but she clearly wanted to know the duration of my stay.
" ummm… I'm not sure, but if you guys need your space I totally get… I have another friend to stay with…"
Jace finally looked up from his plate.
" no it's okay, you can stay with us."
He looked pleadingly at Maryse.
" yes of course, that won't be a problem. I'll set up the guest room properly after dinner." Much to Clary's surprise, there was no agitation, or anger in Maryse's voice. She really was fine with Clary staying in her home. It was a big house though. Heck, it was a mansion. There were four floors each one the size of an apartment building floor, complete with 5 master bedrooms.
" It's been passed on in the lightwood family for like 5 generations I think." Jace had told her the day before.
"It was a cathedral at one point, which is ironic considering the lightwoods are all pretty much atheist." Jace smirked.
" it's okay, really. You don't need to prepare anything for me, the room is fine the way it is . " Clary protested.
"no, no, it's fine. We should move you to the second floor anyways, I mean thats where all the the kid's bedrooms are."
Isabelle's expression changed into one of annoyance, probably because of her mother calling her a 'kid'.
Maryse Chuckled at her daughter's glare. " calm down Izzy."
Isabelle didn't say anything, but her face held an indignant look for the rest of dinner. Clary decided that she definitely never wanted to be on Isabelle's bad side.
After dinner everyone went their separate ways, Max, Izzy and Alec all went to their bedrooms, while Jace and Maryse helped Clary set up her room. Maryse lead them to the elevator, (yes the house was that big. they needed an elevator.) and pressed the second floor button. She got some clean bedding from the closet, ( Clary got to choose from at least 5 different colours) and then made the bed for her. When everything was done, ( towels, soap shampoo in the bathroom etc.) Maryse departed for bed, leaving Clary and Jace alone for the first time that day.
" Are you okay with me staying in your house?" Clary finally asked.
He looked at her lovingly.
"Of course." he smirked then added, " I think any guy would be more than okay with a hot girl that wasn't related to him, living in his house"
Clary couldn't help but blush.
" The real question is, are you okay living in your boyfriends house?"
Clary blushed even more. She hated how easily it showed on her light skin.
" you're my boyfriend now?" Clary asked.
Now it was Jace's turn to blush.
" I am if you want me to be… I mean I kind of already told you I love you…"
Clary laughed.
" right, guys don't usually tell you that after only a month of dating… but most guys also don't go through so much trauma in a month so I guess it's an exception…" Clary trailed off suddenly noticing how close they were standing.
Neither of them said anything else for a while. Both taking each other in. Their faces were only millimetres apart, when they heard the door creek open. Clary jumped away from Jace, head turning to the door.
It was Isabelle. She looked at at our awkward state and laughed.
" wow, hope I'm not interrupting anything…." she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at Jace, who smirked in response.
" nothing you haven't already seen.." Isabelle grinned, apparently unfazed by Jace's…. suggestion.
" what do you want Iz?"
Isabelle, to my dismay, turned to me.
" come child, we must discuss your relationship with my brother." she snorted, looking at Clary's distressed expression.
" don't worry, it's more for you than him" then she left, expecting clary to follow. After one more look at Jace, she did.