I made this chap a little longer since the last one was so short. Anyways enjoy!

Disclaimer: I am not the awesome Cassandra Clare, so I do not own this series :(

CPOV

"How was school today Clary?" Her mom asked.

"Same old same old." Clary noticed for the first time what her mother was wearing. A nice black top, dress pants, and heels. This was unusual for her to ever see her mother THIS dressed up. "Why are you dressed up? Where are you going?"

"Am I dressed up?" Clary's mom tried to act all innocent.

"Well you don't have your overalls on, or anything with paint on it." Clary grinned. "You look nice."

"Thanks Clary," her mom shot her a grateful smile. "But I am actually going somewhere tonight..Do you remember Luke Garroway? He owns the bookstore on Kent Avenue?"

Clary thought. Of course she remembered him. He was really nice. "Yeah, why?"

"Well, I was down there the other day, looking for you, since you and Jace sometimes go there. And he asked me out to dinner tonight."

Ohhh THATS why she's all dressed up and nervous. She likes Luke! "Are you sure it's not too soon Mom? It's only been two years since Dad died.."

Her Mom smiled grimly, as if she expected this. "Clary, I think your Dad would want me to be happy, don't you?" She seemed to think carefully, before adding, "I'll always love your Father Clary, always. I'll never forget him. I promise."

"I know you wont, Mom. Have fun with Luke. You deserve some fun."

"Thank you sweetie. I love you." And she rushed out the door. Clary only thought a moment before going out the door herself, knowing exactly where she needed to go.

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"Clary?" Jace opened the door. "Hey, come on in."

They settled into the chairs in his room. They talked mindlessly for a few minutes before Jace said, "What's wrong Clary? I can tell when somethings wrong with you. You act all weird. Well actually you act weird all the time, but you act even weirder when you're upset." He grinned

"Thanks Jace! Every girl just loves to be called weird!"

"You're welcome my sarcastic friend. Anyway, whats up?"

Clary bit her lip before saying, "My Mom went out on a date tonight.."

"You're Mom went out on a date? Does she even have a shirt that's not stained with paint?" He smiled. Clary suddenly realized, he had a pretty smile. And pretty eyes. Wait what? He's your best friend. She shook her head to get rid of the illusion.

"I guess so. And stop making fun of her obsessive painting."

"Ohhh touchy much? She's just as obsessive as you with your drawing.." Seeing her glare he backtracked immedietly "I mean you're both very good at what you do. Anyway, who'd she go on a date with? Some rapist or something? You seem really upset by it."

"No, she went out with Luke Garroway." She bit her lip again before saying, "I really do like him, but it seems like my Dad just died, you know?"

"Clary, it's been two years since your Dad died. You and your Mom should move on with your life."

"I get that, I really don't even know why I'm that upset--I just--" She broke off as a few tears moved down her cheek. "I just miss him so much and I--and I--"

"Shh Clary it's ok. It's ok" Jace gathered her into his arms and held her against his chest until the sobs quieted.

JPOV

Holding her in my arms just felt so right. Like it was meant to be. But, all too soon she pulled away, wiping her eyes hastily.

"Thank you Jace, you're the best friend I could ever ask for. Really." Friend.

"I know," He smirked. "I'll always be there whenever you need me. I promise Clary."

"I'll always be there for you too, Jace" She got up and hugged him. He noticed the hug lasted a little longer than usual. He suddenly had the urge to tell Clary everything. About how he was in love with her. About how he wanted nothing more than to be more than friends with her. He wondered if maybe, just maybe she felt the same way. Oh, well. He thought. It's now or never.

"Clary I need to tell you some---" He was cut off by his room door being pushed open. There in the doorway, stood Isabelle. She always comes in at the wrong times. "Ever heard of knocking Izzy? It's actually considered the polite thing to do instead of just barging into someone's room." He snapped.

"Sorry Jace," She went out of the room, closed the door, and knocked.

"Get your ass back in here." He said. When she walked in smirking he said, "Real funny Isabelle."

"Why thank you, " she smiled and looked at Clary. Clary, who was just crying 5 minutes ago was now laughing hysterically at the little exchange between Jace and Izzy. And seeing her laugh, made Jace smile too. " Come on Clary. We're going out tonight."

Clary rolled her eyes. "Are we now Izzy? And I can only assume you barged in here so you could dress me up like a little Barbie doll."

"That is correct. And Jace, you're coming too. So PLEASE be ready in an hour, ok?

He sighed. She was taking his Clary away."Yes Isabelle, I'll be ready in an hour."

"Swear it?"

"Swear what?"

"That you'll be ready in an hour!"

"God, Izzy. I swear I'll be ready in an hour. It wont even take me that long to get ready. Some of us don't need an hour to get beautiful" He grinned.

"Whatever. Goodbye Jace!" She stomped out of the room, dragging Clary with her. This is going to be a long night.

CPOV

After an hour of dress up, and makeovers, the girls were ready. Clary had on a VERY short black dress with bright red shoes on. Iz, of course looked amazing as always. She had on a short yellow dress and black pumps that Clary could never pull off. She was sitting at the bar, watching Izzy and Simon dance when her favorite song came on.

"Would you like to dance?"

She looked up to find herself immersed in a very familiar pair of eyes.

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