A/N: Hey All!!

So guess what? I got a Beta!!! Yay!!!! Icaughtkira is willing to put up with my many errors lol and help me make this story better so yay!

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So now we come to the next chapter of this story, seriously I'm sorry it took so long, but school is lame! And I had been spoiling you so I took my time!

I really spoil you all too much but you review so I update (:

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CLARY WAS NERVOUS, MORE NERVOUS THAN SHE'D BEEN IN A REALLY LONG TIME. It was her first Parents' Night and she had been dreading it for a week. The students were doing fine, it was just the parents that scared her, and they always intimidated her. She really wasn't looking forward to it.

She had gotten through all of her interviews except for twelfth grade by this point, and had nearly convinced herself she was calm and relaxed before she got nervous again. It was a yo-yo of emotions.

She was seated in the assembly hall with the other teachers, Simon was next to her and she thanked the angel for that, having him there made her calm. Though Mr. Morgenstern was staring right across from her, and it was creepy beyond belief. Clary shifted in her seat and looked down at the sheet in front of her to see who her first senior appointment was. Magnus. This should be fun.

She stood to shake hands with the tall man and the well dressed woman. "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Bane. I'm Miss Fray, Magnus's English teacher," Clary flicked her eyes to Magnus, who was across the room sitting alone, but staring intently at her and his parents.

"Thank you," The woman smiled sweetly. "I'm Carrie, Magnus's stepmother and this is Joseph, Magnus's father." She inclined to the man with dark hair and cat like eyes seated on her left.

"As you may know, your son is doing very well in English. Is there anything specific you would like to know about his assignments or work ethic?" Clary asked politely, but inside she was asking herself why these two seemingly nice people in front of her hated their own son.

"Well as you know our son is very-"

Here we go; Clary thought, already prepared to disagree with what Carrie might say.

"-Different. And it is our belief that he only dresses the way he does and acts the way he does for attention." She smiled at Clary as if saying 'it isn't out fault our son is gay'

"You know what I think?" Clary asked with false sweetness, seeing Magnus had moved closer and was in hearing distance of her and his parents.

"No, what do you think Miss Fray?" Joseph asked curiously.

"I think you're wrong," that stumped them. "I have only been teaching Magnus for three weeks and I can see that the way he 'acts' is him being himself, he is being who he is. And I think it is time for both of you to accept that he's comfortable with that, and he's not going to change, not for you and not for anyone." She was getting angry now, why couldn't his parents see Magnus for the considerate, funny, and brilliant young man he was?

"It's just a phase he is going through, he will eventually stop." Magnus's stepmother said. "He is only doing this since his mother died and his father met me." She seemed to sneer over the mother part.

"No, he is not," Clary's voice turned cold and angry. "I think you are both looking for an excuse to avoid talking to Magnus about this, but here's a news flash for you: he is a homosexual. Get over it! There is nothing wrong with that, and he should be free to fall in love with whomever he wants without having to worry about what the two of you have to say about it." Clary didn't care that she was being rude to the parents of one of her students, they were being obnoxious jerks who would rather blame their son's behaviour on the fact that his mother was dead than accept it. "Now if that's all, I have another appointment." She said, looking down at her appointment sheet and realizing her next appointment was the Lightwoods, followed by Sebastian's aunt and then Jace's grandmother and that was it. She heard the seats move and from the corner of her eye she saw the Bane's walk over to Magnus and then leave.

Clary spoke with the Lightwoods, Maryse and Robert. They were nice, but stern, and they appreciated all the complimentary things she had to say. Then she talked with Sebastian's aunt who was cordial enough, and now she had a half hour wait for Jace and his Grandmother. Luckily for her, her new boyfriend Raphael showed up early at school to pick her up for their date that night. They were going out for dinner and then going back to his place to 'relax' as he put it. He walked in and saw Clary sitting there in her emerald green dress and silver heels. He smiled as he walked up to her and stood behind where she was sitting, his arms wrapped around her waist as he kissed the side of her neck.

"You almost done?" He asked suggestively, kissing her neck again.

Clary sucked in a sharp breath before answering. "Almost, I just have one more to go."

He pouted; and she felt the frown against her cheek. "I'll wait then," He moved his face back but began rubbing her shoulders and neck.

"Oh, that feels good." Clary said, her eyes closing. She wasn't aware of anything but his hands, until someone cleared their throat. Clary looked up and saw Jace with an older, sharp looking woman next to him. Clary cleared her throat and sat up straighter; trying not to blush- though the effort seemed to make it worse. Raphael smiled at Jace and his grandmother, kissed Clary on the cheek, and moved to talk to Simon, who was free now. They hadn't gotten along so far, and Raphael hoped to fix that.

"Sorry about that," Clary murmured, indicating for them to take their seats. "So, uh, anything specific you want to ask?" Clary asked, finally meeting the soft but stern gaze of the woman and the hurt, angry, betrayed gaze of Jace-but why he was hurt or betrayed she didn't know.

"Slept with him yet?" Jace asked abruptly, causing Clary to blush again. His grandmother scowled.

"That is none of your business Jace," She said and then turned to Clary. "I'm Imogen Herondale, Jace's grandmother. And you have to be Miss Fray, the only, and I quote: 'teacher who is worth my time because she knows what she's doing and does it well.

'" Jace scowled and turned his face away. Clary smiled.

"Well I like to think I'm doing alright," She smiled at Jace who had looked at her again. He offered her a tight smile in return. "Jace has improved in the last three weeks. He has handed in all of his assignments and even received the top mark for one of them." Jace's curiosity peeked; she had yet to hand back the stories. "He has a positive attitude- most of the time- and seems to be coping with everything very well." She smiled at Jace again who gave her his full attention.

Imogen, however, looked from Jace and Clary with curiosity. "Jace, can your teacher and I have a minute." Jace nodded stiffly and walked over to the spare seats where Raphael was. Jace went out of his way to avoid sitting near him.

Imogen looked at Clary for a long while before speaking. "I can see it too," was all she said before standing up. "I'm glad Jace is doing well and thank you for being a great influence on him." She smiled and nodded before walking over to Jace who stood up and turned to go but looked back at Clary and smiled, genuinely, before leaving. Clary picked up her bag, dumping her stuff in her suitcase before handing it to Simon who was taking it home with him. She kissed his cheek and wished him goodnight before walking over and taking Raphael's hand, entwining their fingers.

"Let's get out of here," Clary said and Raphael smiled, leading her to the car park.

The drive and dinner were quiet, mainly made up of small talk and Clary didn't really register it. Her mind was somewhere else; with someone she hated it to be with. Why did Jace affect her so strongly?

So that's why she did something for reasons she shouldn't have when they were about to go to Raphael's from the restaurant.

"Can you take me home?" Clary blurted out. Raphael looked at her with worried eyes.

"Are you sick?" He asked, concern lacing his accent.

Clary sucked at lying, but hopefully Raphael wouldn't know. "Yeah, I must've eaten too much, I'm sorry." She gave him a weak smile. He took her hand and murmured an 'ok' before pulling out of the parking lot and heading to her and Simon's apartment taking her hand and rubbing his thumbs in small, soothing circles against the back of her hand. When they pulled up Clary kissed his hand, smiled and left.

She walked into the apartment to see Simon sprawled on the couch watching angel only knows what on the TV, and headed to her room. Simon looked at her curiously but knew not to ask.

Once she was ready, Clary laid in bed, staring up at nothing and thinking, or more like questioning. Why was Jace so captivating to her? Why was he always in her thoughts? Why oh why had she begun to fall for him?

She knew it was wrong. It was forbidden and off limits, and she would keep it that way. She wouldn't flirt, wouldn't talk to him outside the student/teacher zone. She had only known him for two months, but those two months changed her life. And because of that, she had to protect him.

And doing that meant staying away.

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Jace was anxiously awaiting fourth period. He was very curious to see what he got top marks for, maybe his assignment with Alec, or perhaps his story, the story he lightly based on Miss Fray and himself and she had picked up on it. He didn't know how deep his feelings for her were, if they were even deep feelings, all he knew was she had done something to him, teacher or not, he knew something like this isn't easily undone.

So when he walked into fourth hour, he was disappointed to see that she didn't even spare him a glance. Normally he would walk in she would look up and they would share a secret smile. It was just what they did. And when he read those R&J lines something had happened, changed between them and he knew she felt it too. But now she didn't look at him, even when she called his name on the roll, and Jace couldn't, for the life of him, figure out why.

"Okay guys," Clary looked around at the room. "I'll be handing your stories back today, and just to let you know that you all did really well, all of you either got an A or a B+," definitely not the story, Jace thought, he never got higher than a B- and that was in 7th grade. Clary walked around the room, handing papers back to students. Jace was last. She placed the paper on his desk and he saw in giant red pen an A+! He looked up at her and she winked and smiled proudly before walking back to her desk. Jace couldn't believe it, an A+; it was a first and hopefully not a last, in English anyway. He was going to prove to Clary that he was an excellent student and maybe she would be so impressed she would look at him the way she used to. Though for the whole hour she never looked at him for more than a few seconds, and never spoke to him. There was nothing but a teacher there and Jace...Jace didn't know how he felt about that. The woman he thought was his muse was gone.

The bell rang and that was like the final blow to his heart. He got out of his seat and walked to Clary's desk, hoping to talk to her in private and see some of her old self.

"Yes Jace?" She asked as he approached her desk.

"I was just wondering how I got the highest mark in the story." He asked, thinking that this may spark something in her and he did want to know.

"Well Jace," She spoke in a neutral tone, making eye contact with him though her eyes said nothing. "Your story was well thought out, tragic which is always great, romantic, and had that aspect of forbidden love that everyone loves. The writing was great and the wording amazing. Yours was the best in this bunch and you beat a lot of the kids in the advanced class, you should be proud. It was excellent and you deserved the mark you received." She smiled a genuine teacher smile that said 'you're just another student' and that hurt Jace more than he would be willing to admit. She doesn't see or feel what I do, he thought. Looking at her now he couldn't see anything of the woman he may have been having feelings for, not one trace of the woman who sat with him, igniting every nerve ending in his body, and listened to him play his music, the one thing he kept to himself, the way he expressed himself. "Was there anything else?" Clary asked, bringing Jace back from his reverie.

"No thank you," He thought he saw something crack in her expression but he couldn't be sure. He sighed, looked her over once more and left the room, knowing that whatever had happened between them in the last month was truly over.

And that was the final break of his heart.

I will try to update sooner, promise!

THANKS YOU SO MUCH FOR BETA-ING AND TWEAKING THE STORY ICAUGHTKIRA!!!

Now onto the question...

Who will be together in the end of this? Hehe. Now you have to guess more than one couple, and it can't be a couple that is already together (i.e.: Jocelyn and Luke)

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