Scarred for Life

Chapter 9

(This is the last time I'm going to do this) Disclaimer: I don't own TMI, it all belongs to Cassandra Clare!

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Clary P.O.V

A week had passed since Maryse and Isabelle found out who I really was. Since then, Isabelle has given Simon permission to enter the Institute again. I think she felt bad about kicking him out in the first place because when she first let him back in, she gave him a month's worth of cow's blood. Right now, Simon and Izzy were off somewhere, probably making out. They haven't confirmed their relationship yet, but the sexual tension is so thick between the two of them that you need a knife to cut it.

It was about 4:30 in the afternoon now, and I was in the library, reading about former Inquisitor's when Jace walked in. "Hey Rebecca, do you want to go train with me?"

I grinned. Ever since that first day I beat him up, Jace had been trying to get me back. So far, he hadn't succeeded. I was about to agree, when Izzy walked in with Simon right behind her. "Sorry Jace, she can't I need to help her get ready."

Jace raised one of his eyebrows, something I had never been able to do. "Get ready for what?"

"We are going to Pandemonium tonight!"

I groaned. "I don't want to Izzy!"

She just looked over and gave me a scowl. "I don't care if you don't want too! Your life is too boring. We are going to Pandemonium whether you want to or not!" When I sighed and stood up, Izzy knew that she had won. Yanking on my arm, she turned around and yelled, "Be ready to go at 8 boys!" before dragging me off into her room.

She dragged me into her room. Her walls were black with splashes of gold and I think her floors were wood, but with clothes and weapons scattered everywhere, you couldn't tell. "Ummm, Izzy, when was the last time you cleaned your room?"

She just shrugged, "I don't know. About 6 months ago." She sat me down in front of her mirror and went to work on my face and hair.

3 hours later

"Izzy," I whined, "are you almost done yet?" She had finished my hair about an hour ago and was still doing my makeup.

"Oh quit whining! There, I'm finished!" She exclaimed while swiping mascara over my eyelashes. I looked in the mirror and gasped. I looked stunning! My dyed brown hair was straightened and fell to the middle of my back and my eyes looked big, green, and mysterious.

"Thank you so much Isabelle!" I ran over to her and gave her a hug, but she just gave me a sad smile.

"Don't hate me for saying this, but I hate your hair. You would look so much better with your red hair back."

Over the past week, I had opened up to her and told her everything about my life. I even showed her some pictures of me before I came to the Institute. When she saw them, she told me how much she loved my old hair. "Don't worry Isabelle. Hopefully it will be back soon."

Izzy looked at the clock. "By the Angel! We only have 20 more minutes to get ready! Here, put this on!" She threw me a black piece of fabric and I put it on. It was a tight, black, one-shouldered dress. The shoulder was embellished with a cute, flower and the dress itself just brushed the top of my thigh. I grabbed a pair of red, 4 inch heels to complete the look.

I looked over at Izzy. She had on a dark blue dress that was fitted at the top, then poofed out at the bottom. The top part was sequined and the dress reached mid-thigh. Izzy also had on a pair of black heels. Her long black hair was curled and brushed her elbows.

She eyed me and screamed, "Damn! You look hot!" I blushed and she lowered her voice, "I bet Jace will think so too." That caused me to blush even harder.

This past week, I've gotten to know Jace. Underneath the cocky, douche bag façade, he was an amazing guy. He was sweet, funny, and could almost beat me in a fight. Also, he was sexy as hell! But even though he acted fine, I could see he was hurting… hurting from what I had done. I knew that I had to stop myself from liking Jace because if he found out who I was, he would kill me. He would take a seraph blade and rip out my heart, figuratively and literally.

"I can't like him."

Izzy looked up at me, understanding dawning on her face. "Look Clary, I know that you like him. I also know that he likes you. Even though you've only known each other a week, he's changed. Jace is happier and isn't nearly as much of a douche. I know you don't want to hurt him even more, but you will have to tell him eventually."

"I know." I looked at my feet, tears threatening to ruin my make-up.

"Don't cry Clary! Now come on, we've got two sexy men waiting for us!" She grabbed my arm and marched me out the door, effectively getting me out of my little mope-fest.

"So Iz, what's going on between you and Simon?"

Izzy blushed, yes, she actually blushed. "I have no idea! He's really sweet, but he seems like he doesn't like me very much! It kinda seems like he likes someone else." There was something in her tone that sounded like accusation, but I chose to ignore it.

I just snorted, "Iz, trust me, he likes you. The sexual tension between you to is insane! I can't even be in same room as you two without choking!"

"Yeah right, when you and Jace are sparring, it looks like he wants to rip your clothes off and take you right there on the mat!"

I was going to deny her statement, but we had just rounded the corner leading into the main room. Jace and Alec were leaning against the wall whispering, and Simon was waiting by the door, hands in his pockets, looking extremely nervous.

As soon as we walked in, all the boys stopped whatever they were doing and looked at us. I saw Simon look at Isabelle and his jaw dropped. He looked at her with awe and lust clear in his eyes. Then his eyes turned to me and his jaw dropped even more. "You can't wear that! You'll have dirty men grabbing at you all night! You need to go change right now!"

Isabelle looked furious. I just blushed and looked over at Jace, who was giving me a slow once-over. I blushed a deep crimson. "I like it." Jace said, detaching himself from the wall and walking over to me. "And don't you worry Simon; no dirty men will be getting their hands on Rebecca under my watch. Let's go, the cabs here."

Alec, Isabelle, and Simon filed out, leaving me alone with Jace. He leaned close and whispered in my ear, "Killer skirt. Deadly legs."(A/N: I stole that line from Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick!) Then he walked out the front door, leaving me gaping after him.

Oh yeah, it was going to be a good night.

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