A/N: Hey All!

So how was that? Love it or Love it haha jkz

Anyway thank you all for reading, one more chapter and we are half way through

And I again I must thank my Beta Icaughtkira who, if you all vote for it, may be kind enough to Beta my next Mortal Instruments Fanfic (just putting it out there lol) but only if it is the most popular of the stories I have on my poll, so get to it cause I have big plans for it :) And I want to thank her for writing the letter; I would have come up with some weird ass BS so thanks so, so much!!

So here we go with Chapter 9, big turning point in this!

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CLARY RAN HER FINGERS ALONG THE ELEGENT SCRIPT OF JACE'S HANDWRITNG UNTIL SHE RE-READ THE LETTER FOR THE 20TH TIME THAT NIGHT. His words were beautiful, she never knew he was capable of this and she never once thought he felt...that way about her.

Dear Clary,

Already she had butterflies as she knew what the rest of the letter read, she continued anyway loving every word.

I know I probably shouldn't even be writing this, and you should destroy this letter after you read it. I would say I am confused, but the thing is—I'm not. I know exactly how I feel about you and that is the hardest part.

I really care about you Clary, as much more than a teacher—though you are a great one. I care about you like...like a man cares for a woman. You're kind and beautiful and smart and funny and so many things and every time I hear other guys talking about you or see them trying to win your heart, I can't stand it.

I don't know how you feel, and I know I'm just another kid in your class and I don't have much to offer you, but I want to be there, and be the person that holds you when you're happy and when you're sad. When I'm with you, I like who I am. I want to be the kind of man who would be worthy of you. There's so much I have to work out as far as where I'm going in life, and there's really only one thing I'm sure of right now.

I've fallen in love with you

Jace

Clary had never heard, or in this case read, such beautiful words directed at her. Her heart beat faster, her head swam a little and she had tears threatening to spill. Jace Herondale, baseball captain, player and most popular guy at Idris high was in love with Clarissa Fray, English teacher. Oh how cruel fate could be!

Clary lay back on her bed, pondering what to do. It was 7 p.m. on a Saturday night, was there anything to do? Probably, but Clary didn't know what. Unless...

She jumped out of her bed and rummaged through her handbag yet again and pulled out the orange flyer someone had handed her on her way out of the grocery store. It was a flyer for admittance into Pandemonium that night, as it was one of their themed nights and this flyer admitted two people. Clary yelled to Simon to put a suit on and his Zorro mask as she looked around her closet for this dress she had wanted to wear for so long.

There it was, hanging in the back of her closet, the dress she was dying to wear. And now she had a reason to, since the flyer stated formalwear and a mask. The theme was masquerade night. The dress was a long metallic jersey asymmetric dress and cost her a bundle of money, but it would be worth it. She looked and found her strappy silver heels and then the mask she had bought for no reason other than it looked pretty. The mask was the shape of her forehead and down to her nose, it was gold with black material outlining the eyes and the mask's shape with feathers bunched together at the corner of the right eye and fanning out.

She looked at herself in the mirror once she was dressed. Her unruly, fiery red curls fell nicely on her shoulders and down to the top of her breasts. She only had a little face powder on and she was ready. She had no idea what was pulling her to go to Pandemonium but she couldn't wait to find out.

Stepping into the living room, with the leaflet and her clutch purse in hand, Clary looped her arm through Simon's and the two of them headed out for a night one of them was bound to never forget.

Jace, Izzy, Alec, Magnus, Meliorn, Maia and her boyfriend Bat were lucky to be able to find a free booth. The club was crowded due to it being a themed night. Jace was wearing a suit-stupid dress code- his chucks and a white and black mask. He knew he looked hot, but he didn't care for any of the girl's eye fucking him. He was looking, watching, waiting for Clary to come through those doors. She was the only reason he was here, he had a strange feeling telling him this is where she would be tonight but he was starting to doubt, until he saw the familiar red hair and...Oh by the angel what was she wearing?! Jace had to adjust his pants when no one was looking because that dress was the sexiest thing on her, even sexier than the little black dress she wore while dancing with that guy who had kissed her right in front of them. Jace hated him.

He wondered what Clary had thought of his letter, he expressed all the truth and feeling in his heart. He was in love with her, he couldn't deny it anymore. It was like his imaginative story was coming to life, only this time he hoped that he and Clary had time to be together.

Jace headed to the bar after seeing that she sat on one of the stools there. "Can I sit here?" He asked seductively in her ear causing her to flinch and spin around. With a suspicious glance she nodded and turned back towards the bar. She had a gin and tonic, Jace ordered a beer. The bartender knew he was underage but gave him one anyway. After a short while Jace heard Clary sigh, a sad and lonely sound. "What's wrong?" He asked, placing his hand on top of hers. A shot of heat rushed through his veins and down to his groin at the contact; he had to be careful not to moan.

"I just," she looked up at him with those piercing green eyes. "I thought this guy was going to be here, but so far, nada." Jace's heart gave a shuddering thump in his chest.

"Oh," he said and then removed his hand. "Really," He had astounding speaking skills.

"Yeah, he wrote me this beautiful letter and for some reason I thought that fate would show me that I should pursue this but he isn't here." She smiled sadly at him and that was when Jace realized she didn't recognize him.

"C'mon, there are more people up here, I'll show you." He was going to have fun seducing Miss Fray, oh yes the kinkiness was back. He took Clary's hand and guided her to the deserted balcony since everyone was on the dance floor or getting wasted. He stopped in a secluded part of the upper level so no one could see them.

"I don't see anyone." Clary said sounding unsure.

"I lied; I just wanted to get you alone so we could talk without all those drunken idiots in the way." Honestly, he was just sick of them all giving her suggestive looks.

"What's the point of talking?" Clary sounded defeated. "I'm not worth this guy, he is wonderful, talented, charming, witty, and I'm...plain."

Jace shook his head at her words. "Not plain, not plain at all." He moved towards her entwining both their hands, she didn't move away so he proceeded. "I think you're beautiful," he kissed her knuckles. "And I believe that you are full of surprises." He kissed the knuckles on her other hands and then met her gaze. He saw a spark of something there. Recognition?

"Let me surprise you," she whispered as she leaned forward and pressed her lips gently to his. Jace reacted automatically, moaning at the feeling he got from their embrace, wrapping his arms around her tiny waist and pulling her flush against him. For a second he worried that she thought he was still a stranger and that she regularly picked strangers up in bars. That was until she moaned his name… ever so softly, but it was more than enough to drive him forward. He hitched her leg up over his hip; the dress was bunched up on her thigh, and he grasped her calf. His tongue ran over her lips and she parted them for him, her hands in his hair gripping firmly.

How long he waited for this moment, to hold her and kiss her, to have her skin in his hands. It was an indescribable thing. Then suddenly she was gone. She pushed against him and he staggered back, staring at her with confusion.

"Jace I—" She began and then shook her head and ran down the stair back to the bar. Jace was left breathless and wondering. Why had she turned from him? Why couldn't she feel what he did? Why couldn't she grasp the fact that he had feelings for her?

He shook his head and sighed in defeat. If she didn't want his love, there was nothing he could do.

Clary was nervous. It was two minutes until fourth period, which meant she was two minutes away from seeing Jace again after that night they kissed. How could she have been so stupid? It's not that she didn't want to kiss Jace- but not like that. She cared for him sure, but she never wanted that to happen, not so soon and not in the middle of a club where anyone could catch them. The bell was now a minute away when Jace came into the room. Clary looked at him and saw that there was no light in his eyes.

"Class dismissed." She said and the class walked out leaving her and Jace alone. One look at him and she knew they had to talk, alone. She ripped out a piece of notebook paper and wrote 'Library, study time,' and blue tacked it to the outside of the door before shutting and locking out and closing the little blind so the window on the door was blocked. Jace was half leaning, half sitting on the front row desk right in front of hers. Clary leaned against hers and stared at the ground, not knowing what to say. She decided to start with school.

"So," She cleared her throat, angel she was so nervous. "Have you picked out a book to study for the novel part of the romance course?" That was their topic for the year, romance.

Jace looked at her as if to say 'Why are you avoiding mentioning that we kissed? Or the undeniably beautiful letter I sent you or...us?'

"Yeah," was what he said instead and offered no elaboration. Clary really didn't want to talk about what had happened so instead she steered away from it.

"So," she began again trying to think of what to say and then Jace spoke up.

"Why did you leave like that?" He asked so abruptly that Clary looked at him with wide eyes.

"Uh, I, um, well," She looked up at his blank face and blew out a breath of frustration. "Why do you think I did?"

"You realized who I was." He offered with no hesitation or embarrassment.

"I wish that was why," She said before finally letting him in. "The truth is, I was...terrified. You're my student Jace, I shouldn't feel anything remotely close to this for you and yet I do. And I kissed you knowing who you were and how you felt and that letter; it… it brought out something in me I had no idea was even there Jace," She breathed in and out and finally looked at him. "You are my student. And I know that that sucks and all, but you are. And yet the only thing I can think of is how much I wish you weren't.And how much I wish I could be with you without being paranoid." She stopped herself before anything else came out.

Jace walked to her and placed his hands on her upper arms. "Clary, everything you feel I feel too. I'm scared as hell, I have no idea what I'm doing all I know is that I don't want to let you go. I want to try to make this work."

Clary removed Jace's hands from her arms. "We can't, I'm sorry but it's forbidden, you and I can't be together, at least not when you're a student."

Jace's eyes narrowed. "So I'm supposed to stand around and watch other men flirt with you? Touch you, and kiss you…all the while I die a little more inside."

"Jace, we aren't in too deep so you will get over me soon enough." She hoped she got over him too. "Now, go to library where the rest of the class is." She walked over to the door preparing to unlock it but she felt his breath against the back of her neck and then his lips were there. Clary moaned silently from the feeling she got from that light as a feather tough and then she snapped back to reality as Jace began sucking on the side of her neck. She spun around and looked straight at his smirking face.

"Were you trying to give me a hickey?!"

He laughed. "No I was proving a point," he stepped towards her, his hand on the door lock. "You've got it bad for me just as much as I-" she heard the click as the lock opened. "-have got it bad for you."

Then without another word he left the room smiling to himself with thoughts of his flustered teacher in his mind.

And there is chapter 9!!!

So what will happen now?

And just to let you all know, Jace and Clary know they are falling and are quite possibly in love but not the undying love some authors *cough* Stephanie *cough* teenagers (or in this case teenager and adult) are capable of feeling within a few days.

So to get an excerpt, and from now on only a few will be going out so if you are one of the first three reviewers in a chapter you get one, What are you favourite YA series?

Haha, hard aye hehe

So to be fair here are mine;

Vampire Academy, The Mortal Instruments (duh!), House of night, blue bloods, Evernight, Harry Potter, Vampire Beach, the immortals, hush hush, fallen and probably more lol

Like any of them? Let me know, because for people who I chat regularly with, I normally spoil (I'm so unfair I know)

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