Alright, I'm sorry this chapter isn't the best...I just can't seem to get Jace right...

It's told in Isabelle's point of view.

I own the Mortal Instruments and all the characters. (NOT!)

I say that Alex Pettyfer should be Jace, and Adam Lambert should be Magnus in the new City of Bones movie! If you agree, review and tell me so!

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I was grinning...

...until we walked into the kitchen, to find Jace and Magnus looking like they were about to kill each other...

"Take. It. Back." Magnus growled, his hands sparkling with blue fire. He was facing Jace, so he didn't see us.

"No." Jace sneered, his knife was out and eyes were blazing dangerously. I don't think he saw us either, he was too busy focusing on Magnus.

Me and Alec looked at each other and rolled our eyes. "We leave you two alone for less than five minutes and you're already trying to kill each other." Ales scolded. Both Magnus and Jace jumped about ten feet in the air. The flames on Magnus's hands went out and Jace sheathed his blade. "I think that's our cue to leave." I said, dragging a reluctant Jace out the door.

"What was that about?" I asked once we were outside.

"He said that I was a blind and selfish bastard that has total disregard for the safety of me and my family..." He sounded a little angry. "So I told him that his glitter was lame."

I stared at him. "That's it? That's the best insult you could come up with?"

"No..." His expression told me otherwise.

"Wow, Jace, just wow."

We, meaning I, managed to flag a taxi. We gave the guy directions and continued our conversation.

"Okay, I admit it, that wasn't the best insult I've made, but it did the trick, did you see the look on his face? Priceless." He smirked. I hit him.

"Alright, now you've got me curious. Why do you two hate each other so much? I mean, I know why Magnus hated you before, but why have you always hated him?"

"Because, he's a jackass." He said matter-a-factly.

"How?" He gave me a look.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I pushed him for answers.

"Um, hello! We had to keep pushing and nagging in order for him to just tell us what he did to Clary! It would have gone a lot faster if he just told us..."

I almost screamed. I had explained this to him a million times. He. Was. Checking. Alec. Out. He didn't WANT us to leave, because that would have meant that we'd take Alec. I know. It's happened to me before. A guy knows something that we need to know and he's to busy looking at me to tell us...

"He. Didn't. Want. Us. To. Take. Alec!" I said slowly. The cab driver chimed in, "C'mon, man. You're a guy, you know how it is. You see a hot chick, you do everything in your power to make sure she doesn't leave without your phone number in her hand."

"But, then why would he act as if we were coach roaches he'd discovered in his kitchen?"

I face-palmed myself. "Because we crashed his party, and you were being an asshole!" He still looked confused. The cab driver shook his head. "Think about it, dude. Your throwing a party, when all of a sudden three uninvited kids come barging in. Two are hot, so you flirt, but then they crash your party. You try to keep them around, so you can nab the hottest of the bunch, but the guy keeps giving you a hard time. What'd you do?"

Jace glared at the cab driver, "Okay, first of all, how is this any of your business? And secondly, I'd do everything in my power to get. them. OUT. Hot or not, they crashed my party. I'd help them do whatever it was they needed to get done, and then I'd kick 'em out and hope I never see them again."

I laughed. "yeah, RIGHT! You'd probably throw the guy out onto the street and then you'd flirt at the hotties until they finally submitted and made-out with you!"

Jace didn't look amused. "Yeah, but I'm not Magnus..."

The cab driver stopped. He turned to us, smiling, "This is your stop."

We thanked him and got out. The Institute has never looked more ominous.

"This is it." Jace mumbled under his breath. We pushed the door open and walked down the long hallway to the library, preparing for the worst.

We entered the library to find mom and dad on the love seat. We stood in front of them, very similar as to how we were standing in front of Magnus and Alec not fifteen minutes before...

Mom was the first to speak. "Well? What have you got to say for yourselves?"

We stayed silent.

"I thought so." Mom's eyes narrowed.

"Since you missed out on cleaning up your own mess..." Dad said. "You two can organize the weapons room."

The weapons room has always been the messiest room in the Institute. Mostly because, when we got back from fighting, we hardly ever felt like putting our weapons away nicely. Mom had tried to clean it every week, but gave up since it never stayed clean. Cleaning it had always taken her all day, and that was only after a week of messing it up.

A few minutes later, we opened the door to the closet. A whole multitude of weapons and such came falling out in an almost comical way.

Me and Jace shared a glance.

This was going to be a long night...

The End. Show's over. Goodnight everybody!

I would like to thank all my FANTABULIOUS Reviewers! You have made writing this SO much more fun! Now, I know, you are all going 'HEY! Why'd u end it?' Well, because I find it difficult to work on more then one story at a time. It's easier to work on one story until u can't work on it anymore, then work on a different one than it is to have five stories going at once. (for me, anyways...)

So, if you decided to ACTUALLY read that paragraph, you'll know that that means I have started a NEW fanfic! The idea came to me, and didn't let me go, SO I gave into the temptation. You probably haven't seen it, since I put the characters as 'general', but it's called Spirits if u want to check it out...

(I FINALLY FINISHED A FANFIC! HA! and my dad said it couldn't be done...YOU OWE ME TWENTY BUCKS, DAD!)

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