Author's note: Hey everyone! If you decided to stick around and read the second one, thanks! It's the first Jace POV, and though it took ages, I finally established the hate relationship between the two. Enjoy reading!
Chapter 2: That bitch
Jace's POV
I leaned against the lockers, only half-listening to Sebastian whine about his French aunt Elodie. Jesus, that guy could talk. I mean, I know his aunt's a stubborn-ass bitch who kept a too-tight leash on Seb, but was it necessary to bore me on the first day?
Not to mention the death-like grip this squealing blonde chick had on my arm. What was her name, again?
Kelly?
Karly?
Ugh, god knew. I just wanted nothing to do with her anymore. If only all my one-night stands would stop bothering me after we were done hooking up, life would be so much nicer.
I was just about to mutter a pathetic excuse of using the washroom and run away from these idiots when something caught my eye, and the whole world around me faded away. She was short, with bright, fiery auburn hair, and eyes greener than the brightest grass. Despite her height, her jean-clad legs seemed infinitely long, and the determined jut of her chin instantly reflected her stubborn personality. Even though I usually swing more towards tall, blonde, busty sluts, there was something about her that I just couldn't take my eyes off of.
Not even thinking straight, my legs seemed to carry me towards her of their own accord. As I reached the mysterious enigma, I opened my mouth, and automatically, crap poured out.
"Lost a little, are we, Shorty? Or is it just a habit to stare at everyone with wide eyes like a lost puppy?"
Startled, she gasped as she stared at me, taking a moment to recover from her shock. Before she could respond, however, I found myself continuing.
"Like what you see?"
The smirk and wink was automatic, but I could see as her eyes flared up that it was a bad, bad idea. Shit.
That's when she replied, with more sass than what should fit in a 5"3, skinny frame. "First off, I never approached you, so I don't see the reason behind the rudeness. Secondly, I am not a slut, so don't think that your gross charms are gonna change the shit you just said. Thirdly, I hate bullies with a passion, so I suggest that you back off before I embarrass you more than you ever have been."
God damn, that was sexy. Even though she probably wasn't trying. So, unable to think of a reply, I simply snatched her schedule, earning an indignant gasp. Raking my eyes over it, I said,
"Art scholarship, hm? Let me tell you something, sweetheart. Scholarship students are supposed to worship the ground we walk on, because you are being able to study on our charity. We are funding your education, something you should not forget. So I would suggest treating me with a little more respect. Oh, and you will need to say a very sweet please if you want your timetable back anytime soon, Clarissa."
I hated myself for saying them as soon as the words left my mouth, but that is who I was. Jace Herondale. The heartbreaker. The asshole. Since childhood, I had kept these cold walls around me to make sure my heart never got broken. And here was this girl, staring into my eyes, making me feel as though she could see right through my secrets. She scared me. So I ensured she would never look at me again.
Her eyes blazed with anger. She reached for the schedule once, but I simply held it up high. I was too busy staring at her to register the knee coming up. But it was too late. Pain flaring right through my manly jewels, I doubled over immediately. As though this already wasn't enough, she grabbed the schedule, slapped me hard across the face and marched away without another word.
That bitch.
Authors' note: Well, I hope you liked it. Don't lose heart, they won't hate each other forever ;) They relationship is just gonna be a super bumpy roller-coaster. What do you think of rude Jace? Do you think Clary over-reacted? Or was Jace the wrong one? How do you think they should become friends now? Should they become friends at all? I still eagerly await your reviews and favorites. Please don't disappoint!
