*rises from the writer's grave* Why hello world! It's…. JOHNNY! Ok maybe not. It's me guys! I'm not dead! Isn't that great?

So in case you didn't notice, I haven't updated in a bajillion years. Well, my classes have gotten a bit overwhelming so I had to focus on school. I've also had MAJOR WRITER'S BLOCK. It's gotten to the point where I have a trash can full of chapters that are absolute garbage. I'm SO SORRY guys. I want to sincerely apologize to Lilacian. I'm so sorry girly! I'm so grateful for your help but I had to suddenly leave. Your ideas are incredible and I can't wait for everyone to see them!

Anyways, I will be writing on a really weird schedule because I have finals and stuff coming up (hoorah). :/ I want to THANK all of the people who STILL reviewed (even if you were telling me to update). I write for you all so it's nice to see that you all still have some interest in this story. Love you guys!

So here's the chapter where I left off. LONGEST CHAPTER YET! Hope we can rekindle the connection between author and reader once again! Enjoy!

CLARY POV

I groan, slowly opening my eyes due to the new source of light. I slide of the couch and land on the floor, yawning the whole way down. What's all this noise? I glance around. Scratch that, what's going on? I see Izzy sprinting across the house; into her room and back out, not stopping to catch her breath. I turn my attention to Matt, who is speed walking around the kitchen, most likely preparing food. Breakfast… Lunch… What time is it? The strangest sight of all is seeing my parents running around as well, tossing things to each other, tidying up. What? I slowly stand and trudge over to the kitchen.

"Good morning sunshine." Matt sarcastically greets, not bothering to turn around from the stove.

"Whaa" I rub my eyes, willing the fatigue away. He chuckles and turns around.

"Honestly, a zombie would show more excitement than you!" He smiles and crosses his arms on his chest. He quickly turns towards the island counter and grabs an apple, tossing it towards me. I immediately catch it, showing that I am indeed awake. He looks impressed.

"Not bad… Hard to believe that you've been asleep since 6:00 yesterday. You've been sleeping for…" He checks his watch, "14 hours." He shrugs it off and goes back to cooking. 14 hours? My body goes into panic mode. How did this happen? What is everyone doing? Why does today matter? Then, it all clicks. Jace. Jace is coming today. Oh My…. I make a mad dash out of the kitchen and bump into Izzy, who was running into the kitchen. We both fall onto our butts but I scramble onto my feet and look at her with anxious eyes.

"He's coming today, isn't he?" I exclaim, suddenly pissed off that they let me sleep so long. She bites her lip and sighs.

"Yeah he is." I begin my rant but she cuts me off. "We didn't want to wake you up! You were sleeping and you've stressed over this for too long, so we decided to let you sleep." I relax. That's so sweet. She pats my shoulder. "Now go get dressed. We cleaned every inch of the house so don't worry. We leave in an hour." I raise an eyebrow, questioning. She rolls her eyes. "We as in me, you, Matt, and your parents. Jon wanted to stay here and wait for us. Weird if you-" I abruptly cut her off by running up the stairs. She scoffs but returns to whatever she was doing before bumping into me.

Alright… What to wear. I sprint over to my closet and start searching for a perfect outfit. I find black skinny jeans, a white tank top, and a tight leather jacket. Perfect. I put on my black leather heeled boots and dash to the vanity. I apply minimal makeup; red lipstick, eyeliner, and mascara. What am I going to do with my hair? A light bulb seems to go off in my head so I get to it. Thank god I already washed the dye out. I grab my straightener and begin the impossible feat. I sit there, dividing up my hair to straighten it for another 40 minutes.

"Hurry up Clare! We leave in 10!" I jump and burn myself at the surprise of Izzy's voice.

"Got it!" I yell back and quickly finish my hair. I stare at the finished product that is my head. How did I do that so fast? Whatever. I carefully speed down the stair and grab my purse. I fill it with my essentials and leave it on the counter. I make a quick dash towards the kitchen and pour some coffee into my thermos. I take a sip and sigh. Ahh… black like my soul. I take my cup and purse with me and wait on the couch. My leg begins to bounce as I impatiently wait for the others to finish. I hear Matt grabbing the keys from behind me. He takes a seat on the recliner and shakes his head.

"Jesus Clary, I've never seen you this freaked out before." He says and as an afterthought, he adds "And the coffee isn't helping you." I let out a nervous chuckle and take another swig at my little piece of heaven. I turn my attention to the stairs where Izzy is coming down. I stare in awe as she descends. She is wearing a black maxi dress and combat boots. She kept her (natural colored) hair down in waves and put on neutral makeup. I stand up and give her a hug. I release her but hold her at arm length, still staring in awe.

"You look great Izzy." She smiles and stares at my outfit.

"Don't sell yourself short Clary." I internally cringe at the saying. "You look amazing." I smile in gratitude and we both sit on the sofa. Who are we waiting for?

"We're just waiting for your parents." Matt answers, as if he could read my mind. After a few minutes, I see m parents walk in from the hallway wearing business suits as usual. I am the first out the door and I jump into the limo we have for occasions such as this one. Izzy hops in next to me and my mother comes in after her. Matt starts the car as my father gets in the passenger's side. My father clears his throat as he begins his infamous speech about how celebrities are people too.

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Just as my father concludes his speech, we arrive at the airport. I glance over at Izzy to see her snoring. I chuckle and shake my head. Of course… I shake her shoulders and she shoots up saying "He's mine!" My father sends her a disapproving look and she sits back down, pouting. Matt pulls up at the curb but Isabelle and I are already hopping out of the car. I grab Izzy by the wrist and weave through the airport crowd. We reach the correct gate and wait. After a quick look at the clock, I conclude that Jace won't be out for another 10 minutes. Izzy tugs on my arm.

"Were we supposed to completely lose your parents?" She innocently asks. She tries to recover from her statement. "I mean, I'm not worried about us losing them. I'm just worried that they won't find us." She quickly smiles to finish her statement. I roll my eyes.

"Relax Izzy, they'll find us. Will they be happy that we ran away? Probably not. But whatever." I shrug and sit in one of the chairs near the gate. To pass the time, I check my Twitter, Instagram, and play a few games. The volume of the crowd seems to increase but I ignore it, too immersed in my game.

I'm about to beat my score on Flappy Bird when I feel someone tap my right shoulder. I groan but click to retry.

"Quit bothering me Izzy." I continue to stare at my phone.

"What are you talking about?" I glance to my left and see her also sitting, ignoring everything but her phone. I ignore her protest and continue playing. Wait… if she's on my left side… I hear someone clear their throat on my right. Then who is tapping my shoulder?

"Who?" I look up and my breath catches in my throat.

"Who? Why, I thought you'd remember me." He comically bows. "I'm Jace Wayland." He smirks. "Nice to see you again. Your hair looks great by the way."

That's all folks! This is just what I wrote today so be patient, young ones. I'll be writing more frequently now. I'm really excited to reboot this story!

THE OUTFITS Y'ALL. The outfits that Clary and Isabelle wore were some of my favorite to wear out. I personally like to see pictures of the outfits to visual them so I found some!

Here is Clary's outfit:

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Here is Isabelle's outfit:

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This is kind of what I visual Clary and Isabelle to be in my story because they are supposed to be really sexy and rebellious looking.

IF YOU FIND ANY OUTFITS THAT YOU THINK FIT IN THIS STORY, SEND ME LINKS! I'm going to run out of outfit ideas eventually :P

Hope you all enjoyed the new chapter!