I wake the next morning and realize that my leg is all better. I'm still in the same bloody cloths as the day before. Once I open my door and walk into the hallway I see Jace there. He steps out of his room.
"Good morning." He says.
"Good morning." I say back to him with a smile. I close my bedroom door shut and he does the same. "I think I'm going to go home." I say. He takes a step closer to me and grabs my hand.
"Not in those cloths, there all bloody. I'll take you to Isabelle." He says and leads me down the hall. Once we reach Isabelle's room he flings her door open. "Izzy, do you have any cloths that Clary can borrow?" He asks his sister. She looks up at Jace then me.
"Yea, one minute." She gets up off her bed and disappears into her closet, a moment later she has a hand full of cloths. She throws then on the bed. "Here, try these on." So I take the cloths and go into the bathroom. The cloths she gave me are: black skinny jeans, a green tank top and a black wool sweater. I don't think I'll need the sweater so I don't put it on. We must be the same size because her cloths fit me perfectly. I walk out of the bathroom and Isabelle and Jace are where they were before. Isabelle by the bed and Jace by the door.
"That looks very pretty on you Clary." Says Jace. "Even if they are my sister's cloths." He gives me a little smirk.
"Hey!" Say's Isabelle.
"Haha." Is all I say. I look back at Isabelle. "Thank you." I say to her. She waves a hand at me.
"No, problem. Are you leaving today?" She asks me.
"Yea." Jace quickly lifts his head at that moment.
"One minute Clary, I'll be right back!" He rushes out of the room. I look at Isabelle.
"What was that about?" She asks me.
"I have no idea." I say, because I really don't. Right then Jace rushes back into the room.
"Okay, I'm ready." He says. I can't help but see that he is no longer wearing the same clothing. Before he was in an orange t-shirt and pajama bottoms that where red and yellow striped. Now he was wearing a black mussel shirt and black jeans. Wow. I think to myself. That was fast!
"Ready for what?" I ask.
"Well, Clary Fairchild. I'm going to walk you home!" He says.
"Uh, my mom will be expecting Simon. My friend." I add. "I told her I was having a sleepover at his house."
"Well, then I just won't walk you to your door." He says as he gently grabs my hand in his and leads me out the front door of the institute. When we're about a foot from my front door I turn around to face him.
"Thank, for walking me home. Even if you did walk me right to my front door." I say and he gives back a smirk.
"I do what I want Clary Fairchild, and no one has ever stopped me." He says. I can't help but giggle. "So, I'll come meat you here again on Saturday at say, twelve?" He says.
"What? Why?" I ask. He shakes his head, making his gold hair fly in his eyes.
"I asked you if you wanted to hang out next week. You said yes. So Saturday, next week, you, and me, are going to hang out." I try to remember if I have anything on Saturday, to my luck, I don't.
"Okay." He turns around to walk away. "Good bye Jace Herondale!" I yell out to him, and remember that my mother might hear me through the door.
"Goodbye Clary Fairchild!" He yells back, and he's gone.
Saturday I wake up at ten-thirty. So I go take a long shower, get dressed and eat. The clothing that I'm wearing that day is: dark blue skinny jeans with rips in them, white converse, a plane white t-shirt and a necklace of the sun and the moon. I put my hair in a high ponytail and go down to watch TV before Jace gets there. As I'm about to turn on the TV there's a knock at the door. I put the remote down and head to the door and open it. There stand's in front of me in a smiling boy with gold eyes and hair.
"Hello. I'm here to pick you up for our date."
"Oh, so now it's a date? Since when?" I ask with a smile.
"I figured you knew it was a date when I asked you Clary." He says back sarcastically.
"Yes, I guess I did." I grab my purse that's hanging by the door and step outside. I turn around to lock the door, then turn back to head off with Jace. "So, where are we going?" I ask.
"You'll see." Is all he says back at me before we get into his car.
We pull into a mini coffee shop after about five minutes of driving. "It's nothing big. It's just a coffee shop." He says as we get out of his car.
"That's fine with me. It's cute too." I say back to him with a smile. He takes my hand in his and we grab a seat that's outside.
"What would you like?" He asks me. I look at the menu.
"Well, are you going to eat anything?" I ask him.
"Yea, I guess I will."
"Okay, then I'll have a cup of coffee; black and whatever you're eating." I say as I put the menu down.
"Okay." He turns around and waves a hand at a waitress. A blond tall girl comes over to our table. "Hi, can we get two lemon sugar muffins, a water and a cup of coffee; black." He asks. The waitress writes down our order on a piece of paper and walks away.
"So…" I ask. "When we get back to my apartment I should probably give you back Isabelle's clothing." I say.
"Well, after this little date of ours…" He gives me a little smirk. "We can go to your house, grab my sister's cloths and then go to the institute. I can also show you around a bit if you like."
"Sure, that sounds like a good plan." As I talk to Jace the waitress comes back with our order. "Thank you." I say back to her. She nodes her head and walks off. "Oh!" I say, remembering that my mom and Luck will be at the house by the time I get back. Jace look's up at me. "When we get back to my house my mom and her friend Luke will be there. So if you want to wait outside the apartment when I get Izzy's things I won't mind."
"Oh, that's okay Clary, I'll wait inside your house." He says with a smirk. I shake my head.
"Sure, whatever you want Jace, Herondale.' I mumble with a smile.
When we reach my house I warn Jace about my mother and Luck. Then walk inside. My mother is in the living room painting and Luke is in the kitchen doing god knows what. When Jace looks at Luke his face goes pale as a ghost then floods back to life again with color.
"Hey mom, hey Luke. I'm just getting something then leaving again."
"Okay." My mother turns around from her painting to face me. "Oh, who's this?" Says my mother.
"This is Jace. Jace this is my mother and her friend Luke." Jace waves a hand at them.
"Hello." He says in a kind way.
"Hello Jace." Say's Luke. We make our way into my bedroom and Jace shuts the door.
"Clary!" He whispers. I turn to face him.
"Yes?" What's his problem? I think to myself.
"You never told me that a werewolf lives with you!" Jace says to me in an angry but calm voice.