Clary's POV

Bang bang bang bang . "Oh that must be Magnus." I exclaim as I jump off the couch. "Come in!" I yell as I hurry up stairs to grab my stuff. I can faintly hear Magnus and Simon talking, it takes me back a few years ago to when I moved into this house.

*FLASHBACK*

I was in 8th grade when we first moved into the house. Simon and I were hauling in boxes from the moving truck. I was so happy. I was just bringing the last box of my stuff in my room and I looked out my window and saw my mom and my dad, Valentine, talking to the neighbor boy. I recognized him. That boy was Magnus Bane he was a 9th grader that year. This was a month before he came out. He had everything planned out. It was one of the most talked about experiences in the town. People are still talking about it. That's Magnus for you. He loves the spotlight. Simon and I made our way down stairs to meet this guy. Little did we know that he would soon be one of our best friends. We hung out for a week straight before we found out he was gay.

We were having a Harry Potter marathon. Simon and Magnus sat on either side of me. We were just having a great time enjoying each other's company. We were 8 hours in when Simon leaned towards me and whispered, "I think Magnus likes you. Go to the bathroom or something so I can talk to him about it. When I say 'I will always like the first movie the best.' That means that you can come down."

"Well I have to use that the bathroom." I announced

"Good luck." Magnus joked

"I will." I bellowed. That used to be our thing. We used to think that was the funniest thing to ever happen to us!

I stayed up stairs for twenty minutes and came back down to the house being empty. I went to the backyard and saw Simon sitting up in a tree. (That it now our secret place we retreat to when we are distressed.) I climbed up the tree and sat next to him. We sat there for about an hour before either of us said anything.

"He came on to me." Simon sighed while pushing his hair out of his face.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You heard me. I thought it was you who he liked. But it was me." Simon confessed. I laughed at that. "No really! When you left, he moved closer to me. He put his hand on my leg. When I asked about you he said that he wants it to be just me and him. I freaked out at that. I slapped his hand away. He looked embarrassed. After that he got up and left. I feel horrible. I could have handled it better."

* PRESENT*

I smile at that memory. We made up, of course. We have all traveled so far since then.

Jace's POV

I pull the car into Chipotle at 1:10. God, we are always late. I was on my phone until 12:45 and Isabelle was not even ready yet! As I turn off the ignition I wonder how this day will turn out. Will it bring Clary and me closer? I walk towards the restaurant to grab a table of the six of us. Everyone else is outside talking. If I stay outside I will feel like I am being left out. I never truly fit in with the Lightwoods. I sometimes wonder if I'm adopted. But that can't be right because of Izzy. I used to ask so much that Maryse made me go to a therapist.

*FLASH BACK*

I am in the front seat next to Maryse. I told the rest of the family that I was going to my girlfriend's house. At 14 I was already a douche.

"I AM NOT GOING IN!" I demand

"Jace, honey, we want you to do this." Maryse sighed

"I don't give a fuck what you people want." I hiss as I run my hand through my hair. With all the anger I could muster, I got out of the car and slammed the door. I cannot believe my so called family made me go to a shrink! They would totally pay for this torture!

"Jace do you know why your parents insisted that you see me?" my shrink, Dr. Carstairs, asks.

"Well DUH!" I snap

"Then why, Jace, are you here?"

"Because I am adopted!" I scream. God for a Princeton Graduate he sure was dull.

As I glance around his room I notice random little things. Like how all of his books were organized by color. That would annoy the shit out of me. I love reading, but this set up would make me hate it. What if you wanted to read a book but couldn't remember what color it was. He must have noticed the annoyed look of my face because he called me out on it. "Anything wrong?"

"Well, not exactly, but why do you organize your book like that?"I ask

"Well it looks a lot more peaceful how it is. Kind of like a book rainbow. Why do you ask?"

"No reason. It would just bother me, that's all."

"See that wasn't so hard!" He exclaims. He looks so happy with himself.

"What do you mean?" I questioned, as I tried to make myself comfortable in this hideous leather seat.

"The reason you are here is because your family thinks you are too hostile." He sighs.

Hostile?! I am NOT hostile! I can feel the fury ragging through me like a wildfire. I clenched my fists with fiery anger. He looked at my reddening faced and laughed. "What is SOO funny?" I grunt.

"You. I just mention your hostility and you turn hostile." He laughed.

How dare he laugh at me! He will regret that! I jump out of the uncomfortable chair and storm out of the room. "This will not be that last time you see me." I bellow as I stomp out of the building.

*PRESENT*

I have changed so much since then. Mostly for the good. It shows how much a guy will do to get a girl.

I must have been out of it because next thing I know I'm being taped on the shoulder by Clary telling me to come inside the restaurant. I guess I never actually made it inside. Damn she looks so hot right now! I love when she does her hair in a messy bun. It brings out of shoulder bones. I follow her in trying to not stare at her the whole time. But it isn't working so well. The way she looks in those dark wash high-rise shorts, that make her legs look amazing. Or the light flowered crop top.

This was going to be harder than I thought. But I cannot let anyone see how much I like her.

Soryy for not updating recently. I was really busy this week with everything, I hope you liked it! Review and follow! *: