Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. All rights belong to Cassandra Clare.
The Friday following the week of our first game started football season. For the next ten or so weeks every Friday would be spent in the bleachers covered in paint flinging baby powder around like it was candy.
At our school we wore the other boy's jersey on game days. If they were wearing black, we wore their white ones to school, and vice versa. Unfortunately, Jace's jersey was always in high demand. There was still a waiting list from last year on his jersey. Every game he was subjected to take a picture with a girl he didn't even know who got to wear his jersey that week. It was always in the same exact spot, in the exact same pose, with the exact same forced smile. I had worn his jersey a couple of times because I always felt bad for him. (I still made him take a picture though)
That Wednesday when they were taking requests for jerseys, Jace marched straight up to the senior handing them out and asked that Clary got to wear his. The poor stuttering girl tried to explain to him that somebody was already getting it. He said he didn't care, that other player's girls got first priority on their jersey, why shouldn't his? Clary wouldn't have cared in truth, she would have just worn Jon's, but she could tell that he wanted her wearing his jersey, not some random girl so she let him. In the end he walked away with the jersey in his hands and a girl on the verge of tears.
Friday was our first pep-rally so each grade met in the gym wearing a different school color. All the boy's in the jerseys and cheerleaders in their uniform. Clary and I were sitting with the rest of the juniors when all the cheerleaders started doing their routine in the middle of the gym. After the spirit cheer five students from every grade participated in the games, cheered on by their section. Seniors won, as usual. Jace, Jordan, Alec, Sebastian, and a basketball player Will dominated in all of their events. Clary and I hardly bothered watching, we just talked about going to the mall the next day and cheering when Jace and Alec won their competitions. Pep-rallies were never as fun as we made them out to be. All we wanted to do was practice and go home to get ready for the game.
We were let out early from practice to get ready for the football game so we would be there to cheer them on like they cheered us on. Clary drive us home where we showered and changed back into the jerseys. She wore a pair of cutoffs and I pulled on a pair of yoga pants that stopped after my knees. We went to the school early to paint up. I put hand prints all over Clary's arms and thighs before she put them on my face and arms.
By the time the game started we had already used half our baby powder and made fun of the opposing team and their cheerleaders. Raphael kicked off for our team and the game was off. By the time the first half was over Jace had ran one touch town, threw three more, and had 0 interceptions. Clary was going nuts cheering for him next to me and he kept glancing over to the student section trying to find her. Even in the dark it only took a few tries to find her fiery red hair next to me.
By the time the game was over Jace had ran for two more and thrown one more with only one turnover. The final score was 48-21. (Our extra point kicker had missed one of his shots). As the team ran up the stairs next to the bleachers, because ours were built into a hill, Clary and I made our way to our boys. Jace was instantly hugging her as she tried her best to get away from his stinky ness to no avail. Laughing she just hugged him back before she asked for a picture. He obliged immediately kissing her cheek as I snapped the picture. She could ask for the moon and he would die trying to get for her. Congratulating Jon and Alec we walked to her car.
Normally the team and the other students went to Applebees but Clary and I just wanted to watch a movie, so that's where we were on Friday night. In her basement, crying our eyes out two movies in our Nicholas Sparks movies marathon. Jon showed up shortly after we finished the second one and joined us.(He totally cried when the old man died during The Longest Ride)
After we watched A Walk To Remember Jace and Alec came to take me home since I was to tired to know my left from right. Jon was making his was to Clary to carry her to her bed when Jace offered to do it for him. He never made it home that night. All Clary had to to do was mumble the word stay to get him curled up around her in her bed for the whole night.