BOOOM I'M BACK BABY. Yes, this is a short chapter, no, I didn't abandon you. I just had a serious case of writer's block, plus, a lot has been going on in my life. This is more than a YEAR OLD. Wow. I had my bday just fyi :D! Oh, and I got a bf. Just saying. He's pretty awesome. OKAY BACK FROM MY LIFE. I AM SOOOOOO SORRY! Just for this, y'all get a free Jace POV chapter. Pick one. That will be the next chapter here, and you guys have a week to vote. I love you all, and I'm so happy to be back. I'm sorry this is so short. Still have some writer's block! :(. I swear more will come soon! (Along with the world through Jace's golden eyes). One of the things that's kept me back: One, I've got a published short story in a strictly online magazine. Two, I submitted something to THE NEW YORKER (aka the biggest literary magazine out there, fingers crossed) NOW ONWARD WITH THIS PROBABLY CRUMMY CHAPTER!

I buried my head in my hands as everyone but Chris, Robert and Maryse bickered at the table.

"I have to make her up."

"But I have to show her my manga collection."

"I have to give her the big brother talk."

"She's my… bachelorette." Let me catch you up. As planned, we'd come to what our friend group had dubbed "The Institute." I'd been introduced to Robert and Maryse while the camera guys followed like hawks. After that, we'd come straight to the dinner table where an entire meal had been prepared for us. The second we sat down, the three younger Lightwoods had started fighting over me. It was hilarious and annoying at the same time.

"Guys!" I shouted, finally through with it, "Isabelle can make me up, Alec can give me the talk, then Max can show me his collection. After that, I'll go with Jace. Deal?"

"Deal." They all agreed in various tones of voice.

"Good," I replied simply, "Now let's go. If I may be excused from the table, that is."

"Of course," Maryse smiled warmly, "Go right ahead."

"Perfect." Isabelle grabbed my arm, dragging me out of my chair and up the stairs.

"Okay." She clapped her hands once we'd gotten in her room. She walked in a circle, scanning me up and down.

Honestly? It was a little creepy, but I was used to this. I'd grown up with the raven-haired girl and her antics. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and it was obvious she'd made a decision. She marched over to her closed, flipping through the clothes until she'd found what she wanted.

"Here you go." She through a beautiful yellow gold spaghetti strapped dress at me, and I smiled.

"I love it!" I exclaimed as I began taking my shirt off. Changing in front of Izzy was no biggy. We'd done it forever.

"Wait a frickin' second." Her mouth dropped open right before I'd started on my jeans. "What. Is. That?" She walked over to me, grabbing the chain that I'd forgotten was around my neck, "Is that a…? Holy crap OMI-" I covered her mouth before she could scream, but I could feel her straining against me.

"Isabelle." I hissed in her ear, "If I let you go right now, do you promise to shut up and not scream." She nodded slowly, her labored breathes calming down. I cautiously removed my hand, bringing it back to my side.

"Jace Wayland!" Iz screamed immediately, "Get your ass in here!" I heard the sound of footsteps approaching, and that was when I realized something. I had no shirt on. Undoubtedly, there would be cameras too. With a squeak, I dove into the closet. The wush of a door swinging rang out, and I gulped as people flooded in.

"Clarissa Adele Fray, get out of the closet." She roared, and I pulled as she attempted to jerk the door open.

"Isabelle." I breathed through clenched teeth, "Would you happen to look on your bed for something I need?" "

What do you… Oh shit." I could picture her awkwardly scratching her neck. Before anyone else could notice, I grabbed the first top I could find, throwing it on and stepping back into the room. Luckily, the blouse had a high enough neckline to hide the necklace.

"What's going on?" Jace asked, concern written over his features.

"Not much." My voice was about an octave too high, "If you could leave now, that would be great.

"Uh, no." Jace raised an eyebrow, "I'd like to know what just happened." The cameras turned on me, probably zooming in on my face, "Iz just found out about something she probably didn't need to know." I played with the chain on my neck, hoping Jace would get the signal. He did, and his eyes widened before he turned on heel and walked out of the room.

"What's the matter?" Now Chris came in, and I once again tugged on the chain. He had just about the same reaction as Jace.

"Uh, let's follow Jace." He said simply, motioning for the cameras to go along with him.

"I'll explain later." I quickly ran to Alec's room before Iz could ask any questions, barging in and slamming the door behind me.

"I've been expecting you." Alec turned his office chair toward me with a maniacal look on his face.

"Uh huh." I rolled my eyes, "Suuuuure." "So when's the wedding date?" I was taken aback by his question, but quickly realized he was joking.

"Ha ha." I muttered sardonically, "So when's the big brother talk."

"Nah." Alec waved his hand flippantly, "I was gonna give that one to Jace. So tell me everything. Talk to Alec."

"Well, one," I smirked, "It's creepy to refer to yourself in third person, and two, here it goes. So, I know you all know about my… crush on Jace. I'm just now noticing how obvious it was. Just a sidenote, Max, I know you're here. Come on out." Said boy crawled up from under the bad, and I laughed for real before continuing on.

"I think he likes Kaelie though. You should see the two at the hotel and the house. It gets pretty disgusting." I wanted to throw the boys off our scent until tonight. Tonight I would tell them everything. I would've felt bad if only my family knew. Alec's nose suddenly crinkled in the bad way.

"I don't like her." He grumbled, "She's… interesting."

"What he means is she's a bi-"

"Language, Max." I scolded before pointedly looking at Alec who'd taught him the word. "You two are still gonna end up together." Max spoke insistently, "It'll just take longer if he chooses Kaelie." I suppressed reassuring the voice because the hopeful look on his face was extremely hard to resist.

"Why don't we all talk about this tonight?" I smiled softly, grabbing the boy's hand and squeezing it, "I say one'o clock." I glanced at Alec, who gave me a quick nod.

"One o'clock." Maxie confirmed, "I'lll tell Iz." He rushed out of the room before I could warn him about the cameras.

"Hey," Alec's voice caused me to turn back toward him. He had his arms open, and I gladly walked into them. His hugs were a close second to Jace's. "It'll all turn out great." He whispered, "I promise." But he didn't know just how great it already was. —

"We can do this." I silently motivated myself, slipping my wedding ring, on its respective finger, then taking it off once again, "You can do this."

"Yes you can." Jace wrapped his arms around my waist, setting his chin on my shoulder, "Now let's go. I told Izzy the plan." I took in a deep breath, nodding before making my way down the stairs and into the grand living room. I chuckled as I saw Max resting his head on Maryse's shoulder, eyes half lidded.

"We're here." I exclaimed in a whisper yell, and the tired faces brightened. Jace and I made ourselves comfortable on the couch, making sure to remain a normal distance.

"So are you two together?" Max blurted, and the rest of us met each other's eyes, containing our laughter.

"Why would we be?" Jace tilted his head convincingly, "She's my spy, and we're best friends, practically brother and sister. So ew."

"Is that why you kissed on the top of Dumort?" My eyes widened at Alec's smirk.

"How did you know that?" I frowned, not even denying it.

"I followed you." Alec shrugged as if it was no big deal, "I got the wedding stuff on video, by the way. "What wedding stuff?" Maryse asked, obviously surprised.

"Erm.. Uh… Hehe." I stumbled, and Jace gave me a really? look. Sorr-y, I mentally spat out the sarcasm. "That's a story for another time." He threw his arm over my shoulders, and I couldn't help but slightly lean into him. Alec waggled his eyebrows, and I stuck my tongue out at him. I glanced at Jace out of the corner of my eye, and he gave a subtle nod. Slowly, casually, I slipped the ring on my finger, carefully keeping my hand out of sight.

As we started trivial conversation, I brought my hand out, twisting it around in a normal way. For a while, nobody noticed until Alec's eyes flicked down, wondering what in the world I was playing with. It was just the right lighting so that the diamond gleamed, and his mouth dropped open. No sound came out of his mouth, so I I quickly folded my hands, once again making the ring invisible.

"Hazza… Whata.. barme… frickin holy shit." The slew of noises spilled out of his mouth. "Language," Maryse turned on her son with a sharp glare, "And what in the world are you going on about?" I smirked, daring the boy to say it.

"So when's the wedding date?" He challenged, and I discreetly took the ring off and handed it to Jace.

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently, bringing both of my empty hands into view.

"Jace." Alec immediately caught onto our game, "Why don't you show us what's in your hands?" Once again, we did the discreet pass, and I slipped the ring back on my finger.

"You mean this?" I proudly held up my left hand, and the diamond shined. Everyone's, including Izzy's, mouths dropped.

"Yes. We're getting married!"

MUAHAHHAhahaHAH. Can't wait to get back to you again, my faithful followers. Question of the chapter!

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-Shadowhunter5801