Hello people of what ever country you are in. Here is Chapter 4 of Jace in Love. Please enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Cassandra Clare does.
JacePOV
Simon had long since gone home. The sky had darkened to a deep shade of gray. The school was dark and the park lights came on, blinding me. Lightning appeared in quick bursts of light, followed by a low rumble of thunder. Shivering uncontrollably, I still sat on the park bench for the past four hours, my face still in my hands.
"I think I'm in love with her."
The words still rang through my head, reminding me of my feelings towards Clary. I blamed her for everything that had happened that day, for the locker incident, to my still sitting here like a freaking hobo. After another fifteen minutes, I slowly got up from my seat. With my shoes squishing against the ground, I walked back to my car still parked in the parking lot.
ClaryPOV
"He said WHAT?!?!?" I asked, stunned.
"He said 'I think I'm in love with her.'" repeated Simon, somewhat annoyed.
I stood there, my mouth hanging open so wide I was surprised that a bird hadn't come along and made a nest in it. Simon walked over; his famous smirk plastered on his face, and pushed my mouth shut.
"So, your first day at Hell High and a guy you hate loves you. Isn't that just dandy?"
I shot him my best death glare, hoping he'd shut up before I lost control.
"AND, he's the most popular guy around, especially with all those gir- OOFF!"
I'd lost it. Before I could stop myself, I flung my fist into his gut, shutting him up with a satisfying ooff. Unfortunately for me, my mom walked in the door right at that moment. Simon put on his hurt face and brought tears to his eyes.
"Mommy, mommy, the mean girl punched me!" he whined, running over to her. And you'd think he'd be an actor someday.
"Clarissa." said my mom sternly. As soon as I heard my full name, I knew I was going to get it.
"Yes?" I said as sweetly and innocently as I could.
"You shouldn't be punching your brother just because you're angry with him. There are more civilized ways to handle your anger."
"Yes, Mother." I said, shooting Simon another death glare.
JacePOV
"So what the hell is up with you?" Isabelle said as I walked in the door.
I was still soaked to the skin, dripping all over the already dirtied carpet.
"I was out pulling myself together." I replied tonelessly. God she is nosy.
"You left to think about Clary, didn't you?" Alec said with glee.
"I did not!" I said defensively.
"Clary and Jace, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N"
"SHUT UP!" I roared at him. He immediately stopped.
"What's this all about?" asked Isabelle, clearly confused.
"Nothing." I shot at her.
Jeez, this day just keeps getting worse and worse. Right then I wished I could just disappear.
Poor Jace! Plz, review! You know you want to!
~GrimmSistah
