A/N: Hi, dudes! I kind of heart this chapter so I hope you do to! I wanted to thank all of you who reviewed it warmed my heart and I just hope that you'll like this. I know it's short but I'm feelin' a bit lazy and just wanted to post something new! R and R!
Playlist:
Shadow of the day – Boyce Avenue (This is the a cover version that I listened to when I wrote it, if you like Linkin Park better listen to their version… Boyce Avenue fits better though.)
Umbrella – Boyce Avenue (AGAIN!)
Heavy Lies The Crown
Chapter 2
The American's way of defence
The first night that Jace spent at Red-Gate Academy he found two things about his British roommates. The first being that they both snored very loudly and second that no matter how much you try to block it out it is impossible to sleep.
He sighed before swinging his legs off the side of the bed. He stood up and silently walked over to the mirror in the corner of the small dorm. He stared at his dark form. He looked okay, but felt awful. Every time he looked himself in the mirror he didn't see the guy that girls fawned over and boys envied, he just saw the broken kid he really was. His hand went to his back and he let his fingers spread over the jagged scars that were on his back. No, Jace Wayland was not beautiful.
Jace picked up a T-shirt from his bag and pulled it over his head, covering up the ugly. Then he paced over to the door, unlocked it, and crept out into the hallway. The hallway lights lit up the passage way and he tried to walk as silently as possible over the old floorboards. He prayed to God that no one was a light sleeper.
He curiously tugged on door handles to random rooms to see if they were unlocked, every single one was locked. He turned into a different hallway. AUDITORIUM STAGE ENTRANCE it read. He frowned for a second and hesitated by the handle. It would probably be locked… so what was the harm? He pushed it down and watched in surprise as the door slowly slid open revealing an almost cinema sized auditorium. He stepped in and closed the door behind him tightly before flicking the light switch to his left. He looked over the many rows of red velvet chairs before turning to the stage he stood on. Then he saw a single piano set in the middle of the stage.
Jace sat down on the bench and placed his fingers on the keys. He took a deep breath before beginning to play. He let the music control him as he played flawlessly and skilfully. The he sang for the first time since he arrived in England.
I close both locks below the window
I close both blinds and turn away
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes goodbye's the only way
And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
Pink cards and flowers on your window
Your friends all plead for you to stay
Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple
Sometimes goodbye's the only way
And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
He slammed close the lid on the piano before pushing out the bench harshly and stalking out. What he didn't notice was the small redheaded girl that had been sitting in the back row the entire time.
…
Jace put his breakfast tray down on the table and sat down next to Alec. Simon was off somewhere, being Simon. Which meant that he had once again managed to hack into his WoW account from the school computer. He and Alec sat alone in the cafeteria which Jace was fine with.
A tall boy with dark hair and green eyes walked over to their table with two stupid looking guys trailing after him. "Hey, I'm Sebastian Verlac," the dark haired boy said.
Jace cocked an eyebrow. "And why would I care?"
Sebastian smirked. "Well… you see, I am the bad-ass in this place and you… you are just a filthy American."
Jace snorted. Who did this guy think that he was? Harry Potter gone bad?
"I though you might have been a good addition to our team but now that you're hanging out with Simon and gay I'm thinking not." Sebastian said and his two followers laughed. "You do know that Alexandra over there is gay, right?"
Alec stared down at the table, not wanting to start any trouble. Jace, on the other hand was less… accepting. Jace knew that Alec was gay and he was fine with it. Alec was a great guy no matter what sexuality. "I did know," he said.
"Oh!" Sebastian exclaimed loudly enough to make everyone turn their heads his way. "So you like hanging out with fags maybe you are one, too."
"Sebastian," a soft voice came from behind Verlac. Clary Fray stepped out, glaring at Sebastian. "Don't talk about Alec like that." Her voice gave away no fear or anxiety only fierce protectiveness for her friend.
Sebastian looked the redhead up and down before settling on her chest. "Hell-o Clary… you are looking… fine!"
Clary made a disgusted noise. "Oh shut it!"
"Oh, baby, don't be like that. You know you want me." He said, creepily and stepped closer to her so that they were almost touching.
After that Jace didn't really know what came over him. He just saw Clary there looking so fragile and breakable in comparison to big, bulky Sebastian. He jumped out of his chair and threw a punch into Sebastian's jaw.
Sebastian stumbled backwards away from Clary and punched Jace in the stomach. Jace didn't even flinch but was ready to return the favour into Sebastian's nether regions. Jace watched in amusement as Sebastian crumbled to the floor and he didn't have time to defend himself before someone else's fist made contact with his shoulder blade. He turned around to see tweedledum and tweedledee standing there looking ready for a fight. Tweedledum caught Jace in a tight grip from behind while Tweedledee began peppering his face with punches.
"Stop it!" Clary screamed, successfully making the two idiots that had been hurting Jace to stop. She walked right up to them making herself as tall as she could possibly be with her small frame. "Let him go."
"Do it," Sebastian said, getting up off the ground. "He's had enough… for today."
Tweedledee and Tweedledum applied and followed their leader out of the cafeteria. Clary hurried over to Jace and placed his arm over her shoulder for support. He looked like he was about to sag together at any second. He had a black eye and his lip was bleeding. She looked over to Alec, who still sat frozen at the table. "I'll go get him cleaned up, okay?"
Alec nodded. "Sure, I'll ask the matron to excuse you from your first classes."
"Thank you," Clary breathed before beginning to limp away with Jace towards the bathrooms.
She took him into the boy's bathroom since she figured that he wouldn't be comfortable in the girl's. She sat him down on a toilet by the sink and locked the door. She took out a paper towel and rinsed it under cold water before bringing it down to Jace's lip. He didn't flinch from the pressure or even lean away from her touch, he just stared at her face. She could feel herself flush slightly under the scrutiny but kept dabbing on the wound.
After a minute she cleared her throat. "Umm… that was really nice what you did for Alec. I hate it when they treat him like that." She gave him a small smile. "And I don't really hate a lot of things."
Jace looked at her in wonder. Clary was just so… pure. She was fiercely protective of the ones she cared about but still so innocent. It was amazing. And the real truth was that he hadn't thrown that first punch for Alec. It had been for her. He really didn't the way that Sebastian had looked at her, like she was some piece of meat.
"So…" She looked into his eyes. As emerald met gold it was like nothing mattered in the world except of the two of them. "Thank you, Jace."
Jace shook his head. "It was nothing."
She bit her lower lip, musingly. Adorable. "Yes, it was. I was really rude to you yesterday and I wanted to say sorry… Sebastian had just been getting on my nerves lately… and he can really be a-"
Jace clenched his jaw. "He's a dick."
Clary laughed, musically. "I guess that's one way to put it." She turned around and rinsed the blood out of the towel before brining it to his darkening eye. "I saw you play last night, heard you sing." She could feel Jace stiffen underneath her touch.
"Oh?" He asked tightly, trying to keep his calm.
"I'm sorry," she whispered so sadly that all fear about seeing him play was blown away. How could he be upset that this innocent angel had seen him at his weakest moment? It actually felt kind of relieving having someone see the real him… especially when it was her. For some ludicrous reason he didn't feel judged by her, everyone else seemed to think of him as a dangerous punk. Not her. She seemed to believe the best in people, even when there was nothing good there in the first place.
"It's okay," he murmured softly.
She looked at him through her thick eyelashes. "It was so sad," she whispered. "And I wanted to tell you, if you ever need anything, I'll be there. You are an amazing artist, Jace. I would love to be friends with you."
Friends? Jace stared at her lovely face for a second. He liked that. He could feel his heartbeat quicken when he realized that he might actually want something more with this girl. But he couldn't do that… she was too good for him. He would never deserve her. "I would like that."
Clary smiled before handing him the towel. "Meet me in the auditorium at one o'clock. At night."
Jace grinned. "Of course, Clary."
Clary smiled back at him before walking out, leaving behind a very confused Jace to deal with his emotions.
…
Clary felt oddly excited as she settled into her dorm room, she shared it with Isabelle Lightwood who was Alec's sister and Maya Wolfe. (A/N: Hahahahah! I'm soooo funny!) She still had a half an hour before her next class began if Alec had covered for her like her said.
As she laid down on her bed she though about Jace. He really was a hero, an arrogant hero, but a hero none the less. She had seen the pain behind the mask he puts on and she felt for him. No one knew, but Clary's life hadn't been all peaches. Her father was a drunk who liked to use his daughter as a punching bag when he felt like it. The memories still haunted her and knowing that something similar must have happened to Jace, she felt a connection. They were both scarred from something in their past or present. She wanted them to be friends. It would truly be an honour to get to know him.
She sighed and ran her fingers through her tangled curls. If only… she thought.
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And the sun will set for you (LOL)