Ch. 2: Into You

NPOV

"She's fine, if you're into the short ones." Jace smirked at Jem.

"Like you can talk about being 'into' short ones! I saw you drooling over the new girl." Jem smiled as he pulled his arms behind his back stretching.

"Why would I like her? I have Kaelie." Jace tried to look as if he was sickened by the thought of the little red head when in fact, Jem had been spot on. Will scoffed beside them.

"You two are both ridiculous."

"You have a lot of room to talk! Fawning over Tessa and practically stalking the poor girl." Jace sniped.

"Hey! This conversation is focused on your love life, not mine." Will growled. "Anyways it's not stalking when you ask her sister about her."

"Wait Tessa has a sister?" Jace leapt at the chance to switch the subject. Too bad it was still centered on the little spitfire.

"Yeah, your girlfriend, Clarissa." Jem batted his eyes and folded his hands on the side of his cheek in dramatic swooning effect. Jace silently kicked himself.

"She is not my girlfriend." Jace sneered. "She is kind of a heinous bitch…"

"And you're a pretentious asshole. And she is neither heinous nor a bitch. She was very sweet when I talked to her at lunch." Will spoke almost nonchalantly. Who in the hell did Jace think he was calling Clary a bitch?

"She wasn't very sweet this morning. The girl has got some serious road rage!" Jace defended himself like always. Narcissism runs in the family. It only happened on some occasion with Will, but only when he felt a little awkward. Jace used it in daily ritual. Cecily was the only one that wasn't that way. Well not like the two boys anyways.

"Well you can't blame her. You drive like a maniac." Jem laughed to himself.

"Hey if you are going to say those kinds of things about me, please refer to me as sexy man god of a maniac." Jace smirked.

"He is such a douche bag. Almost every class I had with him, I also had with Kaelie. They were literally excelling to sexual intercourse by the time eighth period rolled around." Clary growled from Isabelle's bed.

"I know, honey, I know. He is gross, but he is also upstairs with Will and Jem right now and if he hears you he will just take delight in your loathing. Trust me, I know." She wiped away some eyeliner. Clary thought about maybe going upstairs and listening in on their conversation but that's a tad grade school. Isabelle turned and looked at Clary.

"Clary did you hear anything I just said?"

"Ohm, no."

"Homecoming is in a week. Are you going to get ready here?"

"I guess I could..." Clary trailed off, looking at the Urban Outfitters catalog.

"Clarissa, do you even have a dress?" Isabelle was in front of her the catalog lying limply in her fingers.

"Do I need one?" Clary examined her chipped fingernail polish.

"For the love of all that is holy! This is a dance. A school dance. It is mandatory for a female to dress up in a sexy garment to achieve some male attention. And that is exactly what you need. Male attention." Isabelle glowered down on the red head.

"You're psychotic." She simply stated. Clary's stomach growled.

"Are you hungry?"

"Kind of."

"Let's go, we can look at some magazines for dress inspiration."

"Gag me with a spoon…" Clary mumbled under her breath. Isabelle grabbed Clary's hand and the stack of magazines on her nightstand. The two trudged down the steps to the enormous kitchen. Isabelle flipped on the television and grabbed some apple slices and the jar of peanut butter. Clary wrinkled her nose at the apple. She was in the mood for fattening substances. She walked around the kitchen opening every cupboard until she found the blue package she had been searching for. Oreos.

Clary sat down next to Isabelle at the bar and watched as Isabelle flipped through the channels. She finally landed on an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Clary stopped her on it, snatching the remote away from Isabelle.

"Hey!" Isabelle protested, reaching around Clary for the remote.

"No! I like this episode! It's the one where Spike and Buffy finally hook up."

"Ugh I hate Spike."

"I'm going to punch you in the face. Spike is adorable and sexy and so….sigh."

"I prefer Angel." Isabelle stated simply.

"Angel is a total wimp! And he leaves Buffy and then when he turns human for a day it screws with her feelings. I just don't think he's very dependent, but Spike always saves Buffy because he loves her."

"Gag." Isabelle mimicked puking. "Give me the remote."

"No!"

"Now Clarissa." Isabelle seethed.

"No Isabelle." Clary matched her glare and then sprinted away, down the hallway and back up the stairs. Clary couldn't help but giggle as Isabelle bounded behind her. Clary ran past Isabelle's room and other sets of doors until she spotted another staircase leading to the attic. It didn't even occur to Clary that Jace, Jem, and Will were up there lifting weights. She scampered up and even though she saw the boys she didn't stop. She ran over to a jumble of equipment and scurried to the top, jumped and grabbed the beams of the ceiling and balanced herself on it.

"Clary, come down."

"Not until you agree to finish watching that episode."

"No."

"Then I am not coming down." Clary sat down on the beam and started to swing her legs like a little kid. She heard a few muffled chuckles and turned to look at the boys in the corner. They were trying not to laugh.

"Fine. But after the episode is over we have to watch what I want to watch."

"Cross your heart and kiss your elbow." Clary smiled down.

"Whatever, just come down." Isabelle growled.

"Okay, catch." Clary threw the remote at her and she caught it. Clary stood and took a deep breath. The floor wasn't that far away but Clary hadn't done this in a long time. She leapt from the beam and kicked her legs over her head, flipping, and then her feet were on the floor. She felt a little dizzy.

"Thank God my mom signed me up for gymnastics as a kid." She muttered. Clary turned to the boys wiggled her fingers and raced Isabelle downstairs.

"Well that was odd." Jace smirked to himself. He thought of the way Clary had hastily scurried up to the ceiling, amazed at how one so little could manage and then she did that spectacular flip. He kind of wanted to go see what they were watching.

"I'm hungry. How about we call it a night?" Will stretched and Jace praised his cousin silently. They went down the stairs and Jace threw off his shirt as they passed the bathroom, tossing it into the laundry basket. He kind of wanted to show off his smoking hot body to Clary, even if she thought he was a douche. As they entered the boys took in the sight. Clary was lying on her stomach across the bar and Isabelle was draped over the chair. Both girls had their mouths open as they watched the T.V. Clary shoveling peanut butter and Oreos into her mouth and Isabelle shoving apples and peanut butter into her own. They gawked at the screen as these two people were making out and things were literally falling apart around them. Intense love-making scenes have really weird effects on girls.

"What the hell-?" But Jace was interrupted by 'SHHHH'. Finally the show concluded. The two girls sighed and turned to the boys.

"You guys suck." Isabelle growled.

"What?" Will looked alarmed. What had they done?

"You're not Spike so therefore you suck. She doesn't mean it but this is her first encounter with the Buffy/Spike relationship. To be honest I wish I knew a guy like Spike…" Clary rambled off and then snapped back into reality. "Can we help you with something?" Her tone lightened up.

"What have you done to my sister?" Jace scoffed.

"Oh don't worry she'll be over it soon, but she has now entered the depressed stage where she wants nothing but the guy she has fallen in love with. It's a complicated part of being a girl so unless you have a uterus, you wouldn't get it." Clary sighed and hopped off the counter. She is so small and cute, kind of like a squirrel. Jace thought to himself. Isabelle dropped her head on the counter.

"Poor thing. You need a pick-me-up." Clary grinned and patted Isabelle on the back. She collected the package of Oreos, the vanilla ice cream and ice from the freezer, and milk from the fridge. She turned in a full circle before turning to Jace. "Where's your blender?" He pointed to a cabinet that was quite a reach even for him. He was going to go get it for her but she waved him away, hopped on to the counter and reached around for the blender. She jumped to the ground lightly and went to plug in the blender. The boys flanked Isabelle, Will and Jem both watching the T.V. but Jace just watched Clary make the Oreo shakes. She gathered five glasses from one of the cupboards and poured an even amount into each one. She slid each one to the other people before taking a big gulp of her own.

"Crap!" Isabelle jumped up.

"What?" Clary looked around slightly alarmed.

"The party is tomorrow and we aren't even ready!"

"Party?" Clary's eyebrows scrunched together.

"The party Mortmain and Tessa are going to. My brother's birthday party!" Isabelle latched on to Clary's arm and dragged her away from Jace and the other two.

Kind of a filler chapter, but I shall update soon! I'm sorry it took me forever but most of you know that I am wrapping up my other story. And thank you to everyone who followed and favorited! You guys rock! And thank you rats xp who is so dang supportive, the mystery guest;) and The Little Shadowhunter, you're awesome! I really me it and I hope to hear from others. Any who I shall update ASAP!

(Heart)- Emma

9 days until the Mortal Instruments comes out on DVD (GASP)!