I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS (JACE, CLARY, ISABELLE, ALEC, ETC.) CASSANDRA CLARE OWNS THEM!

A/N: Thanks for all the reads and reviews! KEEP GOING! Yes, there will be many twists and turns in the story. I am just setting up the story for now. But, here is the next chapter. Enjoy

Chapter 2:

CLARY POV

The next day, Clary was on her last nerve with everything and everyone. Was she angry? No; just extremely nervous. For years Clary had done nothing but be a housewife. Now she was going to be a pole dancer? It was a little bit of an adjustment. But, Clary was up for a challenge. She was tired of people underestimating her. Clary was a capable and strong young woman.

Clary left the apartment at 1:45. She wore tight black leggings and a grey loose sweater. She had her heels in a bag. Clary found herself excited to learn the dances. She wanted to be up on stage, dancing and having fun. Sure others looked it down upon it, but Clary couldn't care less.

Clary arrived at the club exactly on time. Izzy was on stage stretching. Alec and Jace were stocking and cleaning the bar. But, Clary saw no other dancers. And honestly, Clary was thankful for that. She needed time to just learn with no distractions. And the bimbo from last night was definitely not going to be any help.

Clary walked up on stage and sat next to Izzy. Izzy had her hair tied lazily on top of her head with black leggings and a tight tank top. Finally, Izzy looked up and acknowledged Clary.

"Let me show you where you can put your stuff. And I will give you an official tour." Izzy said with a smile.

Izzy showed Clary her dressing room, which she had entirely to herself. Then, Izzy showed her all of the backstage entrances and exits. Lastly, she showed Clary a small practice room where there was a single pole raised by a single step.

"You can warm up and practice here anytime you like. But, for today we will be using the poles in the front. That way you can watch and copy my movements" Izzy said.

They made their way back to the front after Clary set her things down and changed into the heels. Izzy and Clary spent twenty minutes stretching. Then Izzy showed Clary basic dancing moves. There was nothing too complicated for Clary, and she picked up each move with ease. After Izzy was satisfied with Clary's groundwork, they began the pole work.

Izzy jumped on the pole using her legs to gracefully catch her. Izzy slowly moved down the pole using her legs and arms, all while twirling around and showing off her body. Clary's first routine was simple. She grabbed the pole with both hands and spun around a little. She bent down and backs up to show some diversity. Next, she wrapped her small legs around the pole and spun around while moving downward. Clary was thankful at that moment to have strong thighs, or she would have surely fallen.

"You are doing really well Clary. Are you sure you haven't danced before? You are really good. Just remember to face the audience at all times, because you want them to see you lip syncing." Izzy said while they took a break. Izzy had told Clary only moments ago that she would have to lip sync to songs while dancing. Clary didn't mind, as long as she didn't actually sing.

Clary was terribly afraid of singing in front of a big audience. She had a great voice, but she just got too nervous. After more dancing routines, Clary was finally released to relax for a while. Clary strutted toward the bar. She was in need of a vodka tonic, something to take off the edge.

Jace was leant up against the bar, eyes trained on Clary. The stupid smirk written on his face made Clary want to slap and kiss him all at once. When he peeled his eyes off her body, she reached the bar.

"I need a vodka tonic, please." Clary said in a sickening sweet voice. She had to try to be nice to Jace. He was one of the owners after all. Clary had thought about the golden-eyed man all day long. There was something so mysterious and attractive about him. Yet, his personality was repulsive. They hadn't spoken much, but his gaze seemed judging and demeaning.

"Classy, Red. Getting drunk before a shift." Jace said with a knowing gaze.

"Well if I am going to have to deal with you staring at me all night, I might as well give myself some type of reassurance and motivation." Clary replied easily. From behind her, Clary heard laughing ringing in her ears. She turned to see Alec and Izzy.

"Finally, a girl who can resist my annoying and disgusting adoptive brother." Izzy said while still laughing. Alec laughed along; his amusement in that Clary was fiery and witty.

"Red wants me. Don't worry, she will fall for me one day Izzy. Mark my words. No woman can resist this charm." Jace said with a wink.

"Oh gag." Clary said, though she didn't mean too. And she immediately became pink with embarrassment. This only made the three siblings laugh harder.

"Come on, Clary. Get your drink and let's go. I need to find you a costume and get you ready." Izzy said after a couple minutes of silence. Clary nodded and hopped off the stool with the drink in her hand.

Clary waited for Izzy in her dressing room while Izzy picked out an outfit. Clary looked at herself in the mirror with light bulbs surrounding it. Her face looked older, and she looked healthier. With Sebastian, she looked like a ghost just floating around. Now, she looked like a young woman should. Izzy returned with a dark green silk corset and black underwear in her arms. Clary slid on the outfit, and Izzy tied up the strings in the back of the corset.

Next, Izzy began Clary's makeup. Izzy used dark makeup to bring out the green eyes that belonged to Clary. Then, she painted Clary's lip a baby pink, and placed some blush along the apples of her cheek. Clary and Izzy decided to let her hair be natural and loose. Clary turned to see herself in the mirror. Now instead of a young woman, she saw a sultry woman. One that could turn heads from all corners of a room. She was in awe of the face that stared back at her.

All too soon, it was 8. Clary headed out of her dressing room and walked toward the stage entrance. She stood there for a moment, taking in all of that moment. She was about to do this. She could feel the rush of excitement overwhelm her as the music began. Clary took a deep breath, and strutted out on stage. The whistling and clapping began from all around. She began her routine, and starting lip-syncing. As she swayed her body in sensual ways, she could feel the stares burn against her skin. But, as she made her way to the pole and closed her legs around it, there was only one stare her gaze caught. The one of a completely enchanted Jace.