HEY EVERYONE! I'M BACK FOR A BIT! I'm so sorry I haven't updated, I've just been so focused on Smile. For those of you who read it, yes, I took it down, but I wanted to change the plot, and it's back up again! EEEK I'm so happy about it, so please read it! READ SMILE I BEG OF YOU. I know this chapter is short, but it would be too long if I included what will be in the next chapter. Plus, I wanted to leave you guys off on a sort of cliff hanger. I'm evil, I know! YOU GUYS ARE SO AWESOME FOR STICKING WITH THIS AND READ, REVIEW, AND RECOMMEND!
These characters are not mine, and belong to Cassandra Clare. I wish they were mine though :)
"Oh god." I paced back and forth in my room, running my fingers through my hair, "Oh god. Should we tell them."
"Well," Jace gave me a bland look, "You already kinda called them here." I stopped, sighing and burying my face in my hands before walking over to Jace. I sat down on his lap, and he wrapped his arms around me comfortingly.
"What are we gonna tell them?" I was still stressed to the max, "Are we just gonna go, Hey, by the way, we're engaged?!"
"WHA-" The shout behind me was suddenly cut off, and I whipped around to see six pairs of eyes trained on us, four of which were extremely shocked. Jace and I shared a panicked glance, not knowing what to say. All of us stayed silent as the news sunk in, and I gulped.
"You're what?" Simon's voice was a whisper, seeing as it was three in the morning.
"OMIGOSH!" Magnus whisper screamed, "I've been waiting for this for ten years."
"Holy crap," Maia and Jordan exclaimed at the same time. I couldn't help but laugh at their reactions, and Jace joined in. It was simple after that, we told them the story, Magnus and Maia squealing at certain times. I was so glad that they weren't mad at us, but I was confused when everyone looked at Jordan afterwards.
"Pay up." He smirked, and everyone else grumbled various curses under their breath as they handed over money. I gave them all a What the hell? look, and they all got awkward. Really awkward.
"Wekindofbetonwhenyouwouldgetengaged." Simon blurted out, his words a run on sentence. Jace raised an eyebrow, and I raised both of mine.
"Well okay then." I snorted, choosing not to get mad. To be honest, I would've done the exact same thing, and I know my fiancee would've too. So that was how we told our friends. It was short and sweet, because, before we knew it, it was time to "get up", and everything felt right in the world.
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I walked downstairs, a slight skip in my step. I was so happy everyone knew now. It was a weight off my chest, because I hated keeping secrets for the ones close to me. I was met with two glares, but, at this point, I was used to it, so I didn't care.
"So the rose ceremony is today," Seelie stated, not looking up from her book, "I'm so sorry Clary." She looked at me with mock sympathy, and I rolled my eyes.
"Mhm." Kaelie chimed in, but there was apology in her gaze at what she was doing, "Too bad you'll get your heart broken. I actually started to have some sympathy for you poor little thing. I told you at the beginning, you weren't in the running anyways." At that point, I wanted to shut everything down. I was tempted to pull out the diamond ring that I wore around my neck and rub it in their (read: Seelie's) face.
"Hmmm." I hummed, "I wouldn't be so sure." I smirked as I walked over to start breakfast for myself, "He seems to like me a lot."
"Oh Sweetheart." I could see Seelie's grin in my mind, "He has to act like it. It's his job. He'll lead you on, then crush your fragile little hopes. It's sad actually, but he and I have so much in common that way. He'll make a great husband for me. Or Kaelie." She added the last two words quickly, so as not to offend her friend.
"Don't talk about him like that." I frowned, my protective side coming out, "He's not that way." He used to be, but in the last year or so, he'd whipped himself into shape. It was a welcome surprise to all of us. Let's ignore the fact that the rest of us had to have an intervention for it to happen.
"I'm sorry to say it, but it's part of the show." Kaelie's voice actually sounded genuine, "He may not be like that in real life, but for now, he has to be." I hated the fact that it was true. He had a standing contract, and, if he didn't want to possibly get sued, he had to follow it, even if that meant hurting someone. I was comforted by the fact that Kaelie's second statement was also right though.
"I guess." I sighed, relenting as I cracked the egg onto the pan, letting it sizzle. While I waited for that, I popped some toast in the toaster, my stomach nearly growling out of hunger. I'd been awake since the early morning, but I couldn't risk getting up and someone hearing me. Needless to say it was torture.
"I smell food!" A deep voice announced as the man walked down the stairs, "Is any of it for me?"
"In your dreams." I snorted, turning back to my cooking.
"But, Baby." Arms wrapped around my waist, and a chin rested on my shoulder, his cheek against mine, "Aren't you supposed to impress me? I mean, the rose ceremony is today."
"Hmmm. No." I refused as I slid the egg onto my plate. The toast finished, and I put it there too. Of course, being me, I had to let the meal drift temptingly under Jace's nose before grabbing a fork and sitting down on the couch in the common room. He followed me, pulling the puppy dog eyes, but I'd become immune to them long ago.
"I'll make you breakfast." Seelie took the chance to suck up to my fiancee, trotting into the kitchen without waiting for a response.
"Thank you Seelie for actually being nice to me." He called, but was looking straight at me. On instinct, I flipped him off, and Kaelie couldn't hide the snort that escaped her. Jace placed his hands over his chest, making exaggerated choking noises, "You wound me. Now I'm dying. Slowly." He cried, flopping back onto the couch and falling silent.
"Drama queen." I mumbled under my breath, sharing a quick, smiling glance with the girl beside me. Before I knew it, Seelie was back with a plate filled with sausage, eggs, and toast. Jace sat up, smiling gratefully at her, then he stood, moving over and wedging himself between Kaelie and I, much to Seelie's dismay.
"Hey, Kay." He smiled at the only one of us he hadn't greeted, "What's up?"
"Not much." Kaelie shrugged, "Normal night. Just missing you and waiting for the next time we could see each other." She batted her eyelashes, and I held back a snicker. More like missing Meliorn. I thought mischievously, and I shared a second long look with her, but she got my message and blushed. Jace smirked, thinking it was aimed at him, but he didn't know how wrong he was.
"Jace." Seelie called attention back to herself, and we all turned to face her, "Do you… Do you think we could maybe have a little alone time." Her voice was shy, but I could hear the cunning note to it.
"Of course." He gave her a million watt smile, holding a hand out for her as they got up. The green beast of jealousy roared inside me, and I couldn't help that my mouth turned down at the corners. Jace looked into my eyes for a moment, and I knew what he was thinking/telling me.
Nothing will happen. I love you and only you.
That pulled my mouth up a bit, and relief washed through me. Inside, I knew he would never do anything to hurt me, but it was Seelie I was worried about. Knowing her, she would plant one on him and I would not be happy. I trusted him, but there was no way in hell I would ever trust her. Needless to say, in my mind, she was and always would be a brat. They walked out of the room, leaving Kaelie and I alone and several cameras trained on us. She picked at her nails, acting like a wasn't even there.
"Good morning!" The rest of the gang marched down the stairs in a line, and I smiled at them. Kaelie and I both waved, too lazy to speak. Simon plopped down next to me, ruffling my hair. I stuck my tongue out at him as I fixed my waves, running my fingers through them and wincing when they caught on tangles.
"Are you ready for the rose ceremony?" Mags asked us, and I gave him a bland look, causing him to wink at me.
"Hell. No." I replied on instinct.
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"Hello girls," Chris greeted as we each gave him a hug, me squeezing him a bit harder. Filed into a line. I don't know how I didn't trip with my towering heels, but I was extremely grateful for it. I didn't want to look like a complete idiot on camera, "As you can see, one of you will be going home. I wish you all luck, whether your journey continues with Jace or it takes you home. Jace?"
The bachelor stepped out, taking a deep breath. I could see his hands slightly shaking, and I made eye contact with him, silently letting him know that everything would be okay.
"I hope you know that I have had an amazing time with you all, and that I am truly sorry to send one of you away." He sighed, then the waiting began. He looked between the three of us for the dramatic wait, and I could almost hear the music that would be playing when it aired on television.
Jace was right. I watched this show too much.
"Clary." He looked me straight in the eyes, and his own seemed to glow with happiness, "Will you come with me?"
Wait what?
"Of course." I smiled, extremely confused. What the hell was going on? This wasn't supposed to happen. My heart beat faster as I remembered one of the seasons that this did. It was to tell the girl that she was going in private so as not to embarrass her in front of the others. But he wouldn't do that. He laced his fingers in mine as we walked back into the garden, the cameras following closely behind us.
To reassure myself, I felt for the rings that were around my neck, but was surprised to find only. I glanced down to see only the red, plastic one on the chain, and now I was even more scared. Jace must've taken it off while I was sleeping. We walked to the gazebo, but I was immersed in my thoughts, so I didn't notice the glowing lights and rose petals until we were under the roof.
"Clary." Jace stood across from me, brushing a stray hair away from my face. He sighed deeply, as if preparing himself to say something, but I knew it wasn't bad given the happiness that was reflected in his golden eyes. My breath caught in my throat as he grew closer, then he dropped down on one knee, "I couldn't wait any longer. You have become my life, my light, my everything, and I just… I had to do this. I know you love just the simple, quiet things, so I didn't want to have some big whole thing. All I want is for you to say yes." He pulled out a velvet black box from his pocket, opening it to reveal my ring.
For a second, I stood there, shocked, not having expected this at all.
"Yes." My voice was breathy, but it grew stronger when I said the word the second time, "Yes." He rose to his feet, and I jumped into his arms, wrapping my own tightly around his neck. He lifted me off of my feet, swinging me in a circle before gently setting me down.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too." I replied before he pressed his lips to mine. He dipped me back, just like he would at a wedding, and I smiled into the kiss. We ended it after what seemed like eternity, but we only pulled back a fraction.
"So what are you gonna do about the big thing the show planned?" I asked and a cunning smile spread across his face.
"So, you know how you figured out the couples?" I nodded at his words, "And you know how Simon's been a sissy about proposing? Well I talked to him earlier today and…"
"Holy crap," He didn't have to finish the sentence, "You're a genius."
"I know." He smirked, and I rolled my eyes.
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"Remind me why I'm not in there with the rest of them." Isabelle looked at me for an answer as we both exited the limo, looking at the chapel in front of us. I stumbled for an answer, then remembered our excuse.
"You're "giving me away"." I laughed, acting like my excitement was for me rather than them. This was were I would've gotten proposed to if the gazebo thing hadn't happened, and I was glad to give this to my best friends. They deserved it after being together since high school, "It's supposed to be like a mock wedding."
I linked my arm in hers as we began walking to the church. Then, we opened the doors.
8-O WHAT IS THIS YOU SAY? THEY AREN'T HAVING THE BIG PROPOSAL AFTER ALL, BUT SI AND IZZY ARE. OHMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH. This little plot twist thing that I came up with recently was what caused me to write this. I also had a serious case of writer's block and almost gave up on the story, but hallelujah I didn't. How did you guys like it? I hope you did! The oneshot winners will be announced next chapter! AGAIN, PLEASE READ SMILE PLEASE READ IT PLEASE!
-Shadowhunter5801