A/N- Sorry this chapter is short, the next one will be long to make up for it I promise. Anyway, I hope you enjoy chapter 14! :)

Warning: intense kissing scene in the bathroom between Aline and someone else. I suggest not reading this chapter if you do not want to read it :) if you want to, then ok :)

Chapter 14

Clary POV

I awake in Jace's arms at 9:00. I slip out of his arms and he stirs, then wakes up.

"What time is it?" He asks groggily.

"It's 9:00. What time does your party end?" I ask him.

"It ends at 11:00. Aline probably left once we came up here, so I guess we can go down.. If you want." Jace replies and I just nod.

"Yeah, let's go down. Jon's probably wondering where we are anyway." I say and we both start to walk out his door, I don't even bother changing into different clothes then the black shirt and white sweatpants. I slip on some moccasins that I had brought up and we walk downstairs.

"Oh my god, where were you, Clary?!" Izzy shrieks at me when I find her.

"I was up in Jace's room, Aline spilt soda all over me. It's time we get her back for what she's done," I say, "and we are NOT gonna be nice about it. Revenge is a dish best served cold." Izzy just hugs me.

"I'm so proud of you! You're like a.. A mini version of me! We are so gonna get Aline back." I agree with her, except that I was a mini version of her because I do not have her fashion sense or looks at ALL. I'm still surprised Jace actually likes me-no, loves me. At least he says he loves me. It seems so real though and not like a prank, and I just know it's not a prank. Why am I thinking about this right now?

"When are we gonna like, get her back? This does not include the prank." Jace says. I just smile deviously.

"Well... Jace. Do you know where she lives?" I ask him.

"Yeah. I can drive us there if you'd like."

"Let's go get Aline back." I say and Jace just chuckles. He kisses my cheek and I grab his hand and we walk out the door, Izzy and Maia on our heels. I sit in the passengers seat and Jace drives while Maia and Iz sit in the back.

"Go!" I yell to Jace and he stomps on the gas pedal.

Three days later (Monday)

"I can't believe that you got scared right when you were about to knock on her door." Jace tells me as I open my locker at school the following Monday. We were gonna do something embarrassing to Aline the night of Jace's party but I got a little nervous and turned back. I wasn't really one to be mean to people. But I needed to do the prank on her. She deserves it. Soon, Isabelle walks up to us with a smile on her face, right next to Simon. She's in deep conversation and walks right past us, leaving Jace and I to our conversation about how scared I got.

"We are going to go through with this prank," I tell Jace, "and I'm not gonna turn back."

"Okay, well we're going to her house after school today since she has cheer leading practice and that's when we're doing it, like you planned."

"Yup." I reply, popping the 'p'. This was going to be a long day, I'd have to deal with all Aline's crap and I really didn't want to. Eventually, while Jace and I are walking, Aline saunters our way. She presses herself against Jace and he pulls away, closer to me and she says,

"Come in, Jace. You know you want to be with me and not that slut." She gestures to me causing me to step forward, I stare at her intensely.

"Piss off, Aline. Jace and I don't want to deal with your shit today. Or ever, for that matter." I look to see Jace chuckling, I smile and keep going. "Oh and by the way, when you called me a slut, it takes one to know one." I tell her and grab Jace's hand and we walk off, Jace still chuckling. "Ok, what is it?" I finally ask him.

"Nothing, it's just.. You never use that kind of language." He says and I smile and lean my head on his shoulder as we walk down the hallway.

•••

"Hey, Clare." Jon says to me as he walks up to our table at lunch. "How has your day been?"

"Good, Aline hasn't said anything since I told her off in the hallway this morning." I say, smiling as I replay the event in my head. "I'm going to go to the bathroom." I tell everyone and get up, heading towards the bathrooms. Once I'm in there I close the door and lock it, then I look at myself in the mirror. My bright red hair was held back in a messy bun and my eyes shone a bright green. I looked at the freckles scattered here and there on my face and my black tee shirt and jeans. Nothing classy, I had on red high top converse and a white head band in my hair to keep any hairs out of my face. I smile at my reflection, then look down at my hands. The nails were chewed back all the way to my skin and were painted white. When I look up, there's another face in the mirror. She had dyed blonde hair, blue green eyes and pale skin. She had on a pale purple spaghetti strap top, black short shorts and a push up bra. She had pale purple heels that were about 6 inches tall. I scowl. Aline.

"What the hell are you doing in here and how did you get in?" I ask her angrily.

"Well hello to you, too." She tells me. I just roll my eyes at her and cross my arms over my chest.

"You look like a whore."

"Can't we just be friends?"

"How could we be friends, Aline? You've done nothing but be mean to me basically ever since I got here."

"Yes, and I'm sorry for that, I really am." She apologizes.

"I'm not buying it," I say, "and don't you think I'm going to forgive you that easily." She nods and gives me a kiss on the cheek. I pull back quickly, startled.

"What was that?!"

"I uh.. I don't know." She blushes, looking down at her feet.

"Wait a minute..." I trail off. Was Aline... Uh.. You know, lesbian? I didn't want to just ask her.

"Don't tell anybody!" She shouts, startling me, causing me to fall to the ground in surprise. She helps me up and I say thanks. Why was she being so nice all of a sudden?

Aline POV

She was so beautiful. I was standing in front of her now, her hair pulled back in a messy bun and her eyes shown an even brighter green than usual. I didn't know that I felt this way about girls, not until I met clary and I was sure of it. I just wanted to kiss her. Why am I feeling this way?! But I just.. I needed to.. I help her up after she falls, and when our hands touch I swear chills go all over me.

"Thanks." Clary says quietly and I smile. Why did I feel this way about a girl? Was this wrong? Clary stands there, looking at her feet and not at me, so I look her over. God she was beautiful. Before I know it I'm pushing her up against the bathroom wall and crushing my lips to hers, not letting her escape. She wiggles, trying to break free but I don't let her. I kiss her deeply, but she doesn't kiss back. But I don't care. I bring myself onto her, placing my hands on her hips and creeping my tongue into her mouth. She still tries to break free, yet she can't. She wasn't strong enough. I run my hands up and down her body, and just touching her sends chills down my spine. I smile against her mouth and pull away.

"That was.. I'm sorry." I whisper against her mouth, leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. She wiggles to get free, but I keep my hands on her hips, pinning her to the wall. I place kisses to her neck, her jaw, then I go back to her mouth, her still squirming under me. My lips mold against hers and my hands fit perfectly to her hips. God I loved this girl. How could I let my emotions get the best of me this way? But I don't care. I hike Clary's shirt up, taking it all the way off and all she has on are her jeans and her dark purple bra. I move my hands up and down her body, still kissing her as she still squirms under my touch. I twirl a lock of her hair around my fingers and fit my tongue into her mouth once again. She gags a little, and I press her up against the wall more to where she can no longer squirm. She's just standing there, still as a statue. I smile against her mouth and start to unbuckle her jeans, then I slip them off.

"I've been waiting so long to do that." I whisper against her mouth. She just shakes her head no but before she can speak I'm crushing my lips to hers again and pinning her all the way up against the wall and I take her hair down from the bun and I breathe in her familiar scent. I kiss her deeply, passionately. Then, she kisses me back. Only a little, but she does. She loops her arms around my neck and creeps her tongue into my mouth and they fight for dominance. Then, she knees me in the stomach. Caught off guard, I pull away quickly. We're both in nothing but our undergarments but clary has started pulling her clothes back on.

"Wait!" I call out. She just looks at me disgustedly and I frown. I shouldn't have done that. Why did I do that? But I just couldn't help myself. Before I can stop myself and she can leave, I kiss her deeply once more but she pulls away.

"Aline, I would love to be friends. Maybe we could be. But I don't feel that way about you. I'm sorry." She tells me then walks out. I sigh. Why did I do that? I pull my clothes on quickly and as I'm walking down the halls I run into a girl with curly blonde hair and beautiful blue green eyes. She had pale skin and wore a black tank top, white jean shorts and black converse.

"Hi. I'm Helen Blackthorne. Who are you?" She asks me.

"Oh I'm Aline Penhallow. It's nice to meet you." I tell Helen. Maybe I could get over Clary... "Want to come eat lunch with me?"

"Sure, I'd love to."

Clary POV

I was a bit shaken up, I was walking slow to the cafeteria and once I got there Isabelle, Jon, Simon, Alec, Magnus, and Jace are all looking at me strange.

"What?" I ask them when I reach them.

"You were gone for a while.." Jon says.

"Yeah I didn't feel well." I reply and sit down next to Jace and smile, images of Aline still in my brain. God that was so disgusting and creepy. "..backwards." I hear Jon finish his sentence. Wait what did he say?

"Sorry, Jon. What did you say?"

"Your shirt is on backwards."

Oh, crap..