Jace and Clary walked out of the building, standing by Jace's car as they waited for Jon.
"Jace, I cant believe you made detention fun. I mean how many people can do that?"
"Its one of my many qualities Clare."
Clary laughed, leaning into Jace's chest, the feeling of him behind her familiar and comforting. "Jace?"
"Clare."
"DO you ever, wonder? I mean, are they going to come for us again?"
Jace was silent for a moment, contemplating. "I don't know. Sometimes, I am afraid, that Im seeing him around but then I think I must be paranoid but sometimes Im not so sure."
"I know what you mean. I cant even stay alone in my own house. I just hate, how he has affected our lives."
"I know exactly what you mean," Jace said quietly. They were interrupted by Jon swearing loudly.
"The principle still has my phone!"
Clary rolled her eyes as Jon ran back inside, chasing after the principle for his phone. Clary turned to face Jace, smiling slightly.
"He is going to kill us when he finds out."
"But he'll be happy we're not actually dating."
"Jace? What did that kid actually say about me that got both you and Jon so angry?"
Jace frowned,"Clary we're not telling you. Obviously we're not budging, given the fact that Jon was willing to risk us making out, which I might add, is the best idea you've ever had."
Clary rolled her eyes. "Yeah of course you'd think that, but I mean, what could he have possibly said? Something about how I look? Something that they said they'd do…" Clary trailed off. "Ugh, he made some kind of sexual comment about me didn't he." Jace looked away, giving Clary the answer she needed."Huh! Got it, without having to kiss you!"
Jace mocked being hurt, placing a hand over his heart and wincing. "Clary I am offended! As if you'd reject this if the opportunity presented itself to you."
Clary scoffed. "You wish."
"More that you'll ever know." Jace said, leaning in to whisper in her ear. "And I think you want to know, Clare."
"Jace?" Clary breathed out.
"Clare? Just one kiss." Jace said, carefully brushing his lips lightly against her ear. Clary shivered, trying to resist kissing him, but failing she leant in, slowly, about to meet his lips when Jon came crashing out.
"I got it back I-" he paused, "Jace get the hell away from my sister."
Jace winked at Clary and pulled away, leaning back against his car.
"Jon, we're dating. We can kiss if we want to."
"Like hell you can." Jon growled his face turning red. Clary glared at Jon, and without warning turned and smashed jace's lips to hers, holding him close by his collar. Jace was shocked at first, but eventually began moving his lips against hers, before she pulled away and smirked at the two boys.
"See, Jon? You cant stop us. Bye Jace," Clary said with a wink and flounced off. Jace stood there stunned, not even noticing the glare Jon was giving him.
"I hate you so much right now Jace." Jon glowered before following Clary to his car and getting inside. Jace stood stunned for a moment, still shocked before grinning to himself and getting in his car. He started the engine and took off, driving through the town until he arrived at his house. He went in, straight up to his room and lay on his bed, thinking about everything. In one day he had gone from using girls, to having strong feelings for one particular girl. Jace thought about Clary. He loved her as a friend, but Jace was starting to wonder if he loved her more than that. He had gotten to know her again for only a few days but Jace felt an undeniable pull towards her.
"Jace, dinners ready!" Izzy called up the stairs. Jace left his room, going downstairs and taking a seat.
-The Fray's House-
"Clary can you go get Jon please?"
Clary nodded, turning her head and yelling up the stairs. "Jon get your ass down here for dinner!" Jocelyn rolled her eyes at her grinning daughter.
"Thank you Clary, whatever will I do without your help?" Jocelyn said with a dry voice. Clary laughed and grabbed her plate sitting down at the table beside Luke who had been reading the paper.
"Hey Luke."
"Hey kiddo," Luke said affectionally. Jon came bounding down the stairs upon smelling the fried rice his mum had cooked. He sat down across from Clary, and there was silence as the four of them ate.
"So, have you two found a place to stay on Saturday night?" Jocelyn asked, peering at her kids.
"Oh uh no, not yet. I can ask Izzy if I can stay an extra night though."
"Yes if you could that would be great. Jon?"
"Um, Im not sure."
"Oh." Jocelyn frowned. "Doesn't Izzy have an older brother?"
"Yeah."
"Could you stay there as well?"
Jon rolled his eyes. "I can ask."
"Good. So, anything interesting happen at school today?"
Both Clary and Jon choked on their mouthfuls. "Well this is interesting." Luke said smiling, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "Spill it."
Jon and Clary had a glare off, deciding who got to tell the story, and add their own twist. Clary jumped in first.
"Well, Jon and one of his friends," she decided against saying Jace incase her mum changed her mind about the two going there this weekend,"had a disagreement, and got sent to the principles office. I heard them fighting, intervened but got caught and the three of us got sent. We received detention, and Jon has it again tomorrow night."
"Jon, is that 3 detentions within the first week?" Jon grinned sheepishly, causing Jocelyn to slap him upside the head. Jon groaned and rubbed his head.
"Jon what on earth did you and your friend fight about? You never fight!"
Jon grinned evilly at Clary. "Interesting question mother. You see, said friend told me that he was d-"
"Dancing in the talent show." Clary burst in.
"Dancing in the talent show?" Jocelyn asked with raised eyebrows. "There is no talent show." She said suspiciously.
"No uh, one outside the school."
"Right, and Jon was annoyed at that?"
"Well, see, his friend asked him to join with him, in which Jon harshly turned him down, guessing that he liked boys, and that let them to fight because his friend did infact like boys and Jon wasn't comfortable with that."
Jon snorted, "No, sis, that's not quite true. You see my friend actually does like girls, very much, and he went after a girl that-" Jon paused. "Im very fond of. Yes, and I didn't want this girl to get hurt so I told him to stop and he didn't like that. We fought in the hallway, and that was when Clary came to tell us to stop, and blah blah blah."
Jocelyn raised an eyebrow, infuriating Clary who couldn't do that. "So, which story is the true plot line. Does your friend like girls or boys Jon?"
Jon grinned and stuck his tongue out at clary. "Girls."
"Right, so you got in a fight because.."
"I told you, he was picking the wrong girl."
"A girl you want to date?"
Jon turned slightly pale and Clary burst out laughing.
"Ok, I'm not going to pretend to understand your lives, just don't get detention over any of this again," she said sternly. Clary and Jon nodded, everyone at the table turning to eat once again. They filled the rest of dinner with mindless conversations, and Clary was happy when given the chance to leave the table. She holed herself up into her room, reaching for her phone to call Izzy. Clary waited, happy when Izzy picked up on the third ring.
"Clary."
"Hey Iz."
"Whats up?"
"I was wondering if my brother and I would be able to stay at your house on Saturday night as well?"
"Uh yeah sure."
"Its because my parents are out of town, and don't like us staying home by ourselves."
"Oh yeah fair enough, I'll just check with my mum."
"Okay." Clary waited, faintly hearing Izzy yelling down the stairs. There was a rustling, and Izzy's voice came back through loud.
"Hey. SO mum said that's fine, the only thing is that my parents are actually going to some fancy dinner or shit on Saturday night, and will probably stay the night cause its like 3 hours away or something, so there will be no responsible adults present."
"Oh, um-"
"But Alec, Jace and if you come Jon will be there, 3 18 year old boys. And if you do come I may invite Maia and Jordan, making it 4 18 year old boys."
"Okay, ill check with mum."
Clary rushed down the stairs, finding her brother lounging on the couch and her mum doing the dishes.
"Hey mum, so I talked to Izzy, and she said we can stay on Saturday night, except her parents wont be home."
Jocelyn frowned. "I don't know Clare."
"But she has two 18 year old brothers. Plus Jon, 3 18 year old males."
Jocelyn thought a moment. "I guess that would be okay then but…" she hesitated, seeming to notice a flaw. "Clary, are you asking permission to be home alone with at least 3 teenage boys?!"
Clary groaned, trying to hide a blush. "Mum! Come on! Jon is my BROTHER! Jace has a girlfriend, and uh. Well, I don't think Im Alec's type anyway. And besides, with that hound dog around nothing would happen anyway." Clary said gesturing over her shoulder. Jocelyn laughed slightly. "Fine, but if I hear even a whisper, that something happened, I will literally ground you till you graduate. Understand me?"
"Yes mum," Clary said resisting the urge to roll her eyes. She bounded back up the stairs and scooped up her phone. "Sorry about that Iz, yeah that's fine."
"Awesome! I think I'll invite Simon as well."
"Cool." Clary said, still disbelieving that simon has a girlfriend. "Well I'll see you tomorrow Iz."
"Yeah, see you then." Clary chucked her phone across her bed and lay down, thinking back to the school parking lot. She had actually kissed Jace. Jace, childhood Jonathan. And it was brilliant. Clary grinned to herself in her darkening room, relishing in the feeling of his lips on hers. She had always thought that she needed Jonathan back for friendship; comfort; support. Never romance.
But the more Clary thought about it, she never should have ruled it out. And she was glad it didn't take her long after finding him to figure it out, but the only problem was the fact that they were fake dating, not real dating and that kiss, and any other kisses were for show. Clary sighed and got up from her bed, grabbing her bag and setting up her homework for the evening.
2:10am
Clary groaned from the floor, where she'd woken up after having a nightmare and falling out of bed. From her nightstand, Clary saw her phone light up and frowned, wondering who on earth would message her at this time in the morning. She suppressed a grin when she saw the text from the unfamiliar number.
Hey Clare, its Jace. I woke up, nightmare, and cant sleep, its probably a long shot messaging you, but you were the first person I thought of. I hope I didn't wake you x –J
Clary smiled.
This is ironic. I just woke up on the floor. X –C
That's an interesting place to sleep Clare. –J
Its actually an excellent place to sleep Jace. –C
Sure whatever you say. –J
So what was your dream about? –c
Clary waited anxiously for a reply, afraid of crossing a boundary, especially as she didn't receive a reply. A moment later her phone began buzzing, and she hastily picked it up afraid of waking someone.
"Jace, hey."
"Clary," Jace replied his voice slightly husky from sleep, which Clary thought was one of the sexiest things ever.
"So."
"Clary what was with that kiss today!"
Clary bit her lip. "You didn't like it?"
"Like it? I- Clare- I- I loved it. It took me by surprise though."
"Well you shouldn't tease me then." Clary said mischievously, causing Jace to groan.
"Clare, god I wish we hadn't been in the school parking lot with your brother a meter away is all Im saying." Clary felt herself blush at what he was implying.
"We're not actually dating Jace."
"Yes yes I know. Im just saying, that we should probably practice for when we're around people."
Clary scoffed, "Yeah right. We practiced today."
"You are unbelievable. Nobody has turned me down after kissing me. You will have to be the first."
"Well someone has to Jace." Clary said with a laugh.
"Fair point."
They both went silent, content in knowing the other was there in a sense.
"Jace?"
"Yes?"
"What was in your dream?"
Clary heard jace suck in a breath. "I mean you don't have to tell me-"
"No, its ok. Everybody says I need to talk, but I never do. You may be the only one I'll ever actually talked to about it."
"I'm always ready to listen Jace."
"I know." He went silent for a moment. "It kind of started, the same. You and me, talking at night. Usual. Then it changes, to me-" Jace cut off.
"Jace you can tell me anything."
"Clare, I am so sorry, but, I don't think Im ready to say. Ive never fully told anyone, and Im just used to that."
'Jace, its fine. Im not going to pressure you, but ill be ready whenever you are. DO you want to hear about mine?"
"Sure."
"Well it always starts as me sleeping, plain and simple. Then the door bangs open and your thrown, into the cell." Clary fought back tears. "You'd been beaten. Again, and I couldn't help you. I never can." This time Clary felt the tears fall.
"Clare, its just a dream. You do and always did help me more than you'll ever know. There were times when I just wanted it to end- yes my 6 year old mind was very intelligent, but I would get pushed back into that cell, and you would be looking at me and I always knew, that I could never leave you; that I had to keep going."
Clary swallowed thickly. "Jace-"
There was silence either end again. "Jace I wish you were here with me."
"I wish I was with you too."
-morning-
Clary jumped up as Jon came and woke her up.
"Clary, hurry up!"
"Yes yes whatever," Clary said groggily. She felt something pressed into her cheek and upon looking down discovered it to be her phone, nearly dead showing her that she'd been on the phone till 5:45 with Jace, although Clary was sure she had fallen asleep prior to that. She dragged herself out of bed and hot into the shower, taking a little longer than usual and eventually got out and toweled her hair dry, her thick curls dripping water onto her back still.
Clary stood in front of her wardrobe, looking for something to wear. She had liked dressing up slightly yesterday at Izzy's persistence and hadn't found it unbearably uncomfortable at all. Clary selected something that she normally wouldn't wear, even though it wasn't outrageous. She wore high rise denim cut off shorts, with a black cropped teeshirt, which allowed a slither of her pale skin to show through.
She decided on her own black globe socks and her white high top converse. With her hair braided in two, Clary flew down the stairs, her back swinging behind her and grabbed a blueberry muffin for breakfast, which she hastily shoved into her mouth and hurried out to where Jon was waiting in his car.
"Took you long enough Clare."
"Deal with it Jon." Clary said with a chuckle. Jon pouted and took off towards school.
A/N Yay an update! I have also noticed that I have been contradicting my own work. TO clear it up, Ms. Verlac is the principle, Ms. Maves is just a teacher, and in art they still are working on their project, they just had a day off from it. Sorry about that, and in music Clary/Izzy/Simon are working on their project. Yeah Im so sorry I'll try fix that. Anyway, we're still trying for 180 reviews, and if we reach it I'll update within 2 days! And the next chapter is the club. How do you feel about CLace kiss? It was noting special but…could lead to more. Anyway thanks for the support and please continue to review/fav/follow! Xx
-Demonpoxjohnnyboy
( Also please tell me all how opposed you would be to Clary and Jace properly kissing via a game of T/D? I know its over used, but it's all I have thought of. Thoughts?)