Dance= MrsTateLangdon. Sorry I didn't up load yesterday, I wasn't feeling well. I still don't, but my mum trapped me in the basement by mopping the kitchen, so I thought I'd write it now.

PoV Clary

I fixed my tie for the fourth time and waited for Jace to show up at the door. Simon was competing with me for the mirror, his hand in my hair, trying to push me away. I elbowed him in the stomach and told him to shove off. He grumbled and went to turn on his music. He nodded his head along with My Chemical Romance and tied his shoes.

I tried to straighten my hair again, but it had reached that length where it was too long to do anything with, but too short to do anything with, as well. I sighed and sat next to Simon, tugging at my tie.

"You look fine, Clary," he said, smiling at me.

I smiled weakly. "Thanks."

He smiled again, his coffee brown eyes warm and gentle. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and squeezed. "And if Jace pushes you to do anything you don't want to do, just kick him in the nuts. It hurts like a bitch."

"I know," I said, laughing.

There was a knock at the door, and Simon opened it, revealing Jace, stood in his beautiful black tux. Beside him, Isabelle. I smiled at her, confused.

"When did you get here?" I asked.

"This morning," she said. "Jace asked me to come over, so I could take someone to this winter dance thingy."

I looked at Jace. "Who?"

He nodded his head inside the room, at Simon. "For stealing his girl."

"But I'm not an object," Isabelle said. "You will treat me with respect, yeah?"

Simon nodded, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes wide behind his wonky glasses. I laughed, and pulled him into the hall way. That's when I noticed Alec and Magnus, propped up against the wall. Alec was looking grumpy at his sister's dress, glaring from Jace to Simon. As we passed, he prodded a finger into Simon's chest.

"Hurt her," he rumbled, "and I will grind your nuts into dust. Nut Dust."

Simon nodded, his hands moving closer to his groin.

Magnus put a hand on Alec's shoulder, laughter in his yellow green eyes. His suit was powder blue, with a white button up shirt underneath. His hair also blue and he looked remarkably like T.O.P. from BigBang, the Korean pop group. Wow, that sounds like I'm trying to trying to sell them to you. I'm not.

Magnus took Alec's hand and led him to the Limo he rented for us. The dance was at a local hotel, like a Prom, but… not. Simon held the door open for Isabelle, who smiled and bushed. I got in after them, and took hold of Jace's hand. He smiled and pulled me close, and the limo driver set off.

I was strangely nervous about the dance.

AN: sorry, I can't continue writing right now, my mum used bleach to clean the kitchen floor and the fumes are making my head hurt. I'll write some more Wednesday. I would write more tomorrow, but I'm going to be out all day.