Jace's POV.
"Clary! Clary c'mon wake up. We have training in half an hour. CLARY GET THE FUCK UP OR I"LL DUMP COLD WATER ON YOUR HEAD!" Clary had always been a light sleeper. Honestly a tornado could rip through this room and she'd continue to snore. I hated waking her up because she always looked so peaceful and beautiful. I remember there was one time I had snuck up to her room at midnight on her birthday just to see the look on her face when she saw me with a Bunch of helium balloons and cupcakes. She had been sleeping and i had watched her for about an hour before waking her up. God I loved her so much. She was so beautiful, but she had no idea. She would never feel the same about me as i do about her. She's so amazing. She is kind and caring but also stern and stuburn. She is perfect. She is going to hate me but what needs to be done, needs to be done. I walk to the washroom conected to her room. Fill a cup with freezing cold water. I grab my phone and blast 'American Idiot' by Greenday, while skillfully tossing the water on her precious face. She gives me the reaction i was hoping for. She shot out of her bed like a rocket, shouting cuss words at me and landing in a fighting stance. I Couldn't help but laugh.
"What the actual fuck Jace?!" She screamed at me.
"You wouldn't wake up." I replied, regretting throwing the water.
"That does not give you the right to dump fucking freezing cold water on my mother fucking head, you're and ass Jace, you know that?" That right there is when i lost all sympathy for the angry little redhead.
"You better get your ass ready, you have twenty minutes to get to the training room. You're welcome by the way." I said facing the door. She's perfect but she's a bit of a bitch sometimes. I can feel her eyes peircing the back of my head as i left her room. I love her so much.
Clary's POV
After Jace had woken me up, quite rudely actually. I had taken a warm shower and got dressed. I wore a black tank-top and spandex shorts. I then went to the training room. I walked in to find Alec and Iz throwing knives at a small target in the corner of the room. The asshat was doing flips of walls in another corner of the large room. I walked over to the middle and picked a a sword.
"Jace! Come fight me!" As soon as i said it he was unclipping himeslf from the harness. He was beside me picking up a sword in no time at all. His enthusiasm was quite terrifying.
"Ready to go down, Red?" He asked with a smirk of confidence on his face.
"Nope. Are you, Harondale?"
"Only if you're under me, Fray." He retorted earning a hand gester from me. We started fighting. He was good, but so was I. I cant say how long we've been going for but i am exhasted. Sweat is dripping down my face, chest and back. My shirt that had been clinging to my curves before is worse now. I'm using it as an advantage because Jace keeps staring at my boobs. Pervert. He glances down again and as he does, I knock th sword from his grasp and put the tip of my sword to his throat. I win. Finally something I'm better at Jace at.
I know it's short but it was just a filler. It had some Clace fluff in it though! Thank you for the review and all the likes! Stay amazing!
-Hopeyyy