Clary spent the rest of the night walking around the ball engaging in small conversations with the people around her. When she left the ball it was cold. She silently scolded herself for not bringing something to keep her warm in the cool night's air. She was about a minute into her walk home when she heard footsteps coming up from behind her. She turned around just as the person placed there hand on her shoulder. She relaxed when she saw who it was. "Oh, god. You scared me!" The boy flashed a smile at her.
It was Jace.
He was no longer in his tuxedo but was wearing normal clothing. I white t-shirt, a black leather jacket and blue jeans.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I was just out for a walk when I saw you. Are you on your way home?" He asked. Clary nodded.
"Yea, I'm staying at my mom's old place, the Fairchild manor." He nodded his head back at her.
"I know exactly where that his." He said and he continued to walk ahead of her. Clary sped up to catch up with him.
"Are you walking me home?" She asked. He looked behind himself at her.
"Yes, is that a problem?"
"No, but you will have to walk slower, I'm in heels." He instantly slowed down his pace, so that she was walking right beside him.
She shivered, he looked sideways at her.
"Are you cold?" He asked.
"I'm fine." He put a hand on her arm, then let go.
"Your cold, Clary. Here wear this." He took of his leather jacket, and put it around her.
"Oh, no, I'm fine. It's your jacket, you should wear it!" She was about to take it off herself when he put his hands and her shoulders.
"Clary Fairchild. I think you should know that no one can argue with me and get there way. So I suggest you make it easy on yourself and put the jacket on." He took his hands off her shoulders and they fell by his side. She shuffled the jacket on. It was a bit big, but Clary didn't care. It was warm to, with his leftover body heat.
"Thank you." She said smiling up at him. He smiled back.
"You're welcome." He said.
They spent the rest of the walk in silence in till they reached her front door step. She turned around to give Jace back his leather jacket.
"Thanks again." He waved a hand at her to dismiss her thanks.
"No problem, like I said, I was out of a walk anyways." He turned around to walk way. Without turning back around he yelled out. "Good night Clary!" And he disappeared into the night.
When Clary opened the door to her house her mother rushed into view.
"Hello Clary. How was your time at the ball?" Clary took off her silver heels and sat down in the living room.
"It was good, I had fun. But I'm really tired. I'm going to go to bed." Her mother nodded.
"Oh, and Clary... Who was the boy at the door? Did he walk you home?"
"It's Jace Herondale, and yes, he walked me home. I also danced with him at the ball." Clary couldn't help put widen her smile.
"Ah, okay." Is all her mother said. So Clary got up and walked past her mother into her bedroom where she got ready for bed and fell asleep.
When she woke up she couldn't remember what her dream was, but she knew it had something to do with Jace Herondale. She quickly pushed past the thoughts and packed her things and met her mother in the living room. Her mother hadn't made breakfast that morning but Clary didn't care because she wasn't hungry.
"Come on Clary, were going to go meet Magnus Bane so he can portal is back home." Said her mother.
"Okay." Said Clary. They left the Fairchild manor.
When Clary got home it was three in the morning. So she went to go to bed. She had no idea why but using a portal drained a lot of your energy.
When she got up the next morning she got dressed to walk to Simons. She put on black leggings and a blue t-shirt that said: 'TAKE ME TO THE OCEAN.' She quickly wrote a not for her mother telling her where she was going, and left the house.
She was almost at Simon's house in till she heard a weird gagging noise coming from an alleyway. She looked down they alleyway and saw no one.
"Hello." She said. Her voice sounded quite. Then she heard a slithering noise, and out from behind a dumpster appears a demon.