~refound memories~

2• ~she remembers..~

Jace POV:
I threw on my leather jacket and walked towards my door ready to go to clary's art show. When I was a couple meters from the door it swung open almost hitting me in the nose. to reveal my sister standing there with an annoyed look.
"Izzy I swear if you break my nose you won't hear the end of it" I said with my voice full of venom.
She smirked before slyly saying
"Isn't that what an iratze is for?"
Geez sometimes I wanted to punch her. I look down at my watch. 5:45. Fifteen minutes until the art show. I glance up to see Izzy staring at me again.
" what do you want." I groan.
Izzy just look up and says
"You have to stop stalking clary. It's weird you know when her art shows are. Or when she walks home after school. Seriously that's stalker behaviour."
I roll my eyes. She's said this to me atleast 10 times in the last year. Im mad at her for giving up on clary. For everyone giving up on clary. Im the only one left and now everyone is calling me crazy.
" Izzy can you just leave me alone. This is my life not yours. And I have somewhere to be." I say arrogantly before shutting the door behind me.
I walk down the stairs of the institute to find Magnus. He portals me without asking questions witch I like. But he's only around sometimes since Alec is in Alicante. I turn the corner to see him training with max. I smile before I go over to Magnus.
"Hey Magnus can you portal me to downtown?"
I ask looking at him holding max down.
"Sure jace." He lets go of max and pats me on the back before waving his hands and making a portal with his blue magic.
"Thanks Magnus." I say and then turn to max who is out of breath from losing to Magnus horribly.
"Don't get beat to bad little bro" I say as I ruffle his hair. I step through the portal and then I'm in downtown. I grab my stele and make sure I'm glamorized. I run my stele along my forearm at-least 3 time to make sure I'm unseeable. Then I walk a block to the Brooklyn academy of art. I stand there for a moment thinking about how clary atleast got to follow her passion in art. I walk up the stairs to the school. I slip past some people being let in and I go to find clary. I see her at her art exhibit. Laughing with her friend ocean. Izzy would be furious that she had a new friend, but they stopped caring awhile ago so she never found out. I lean against a wall post watching people marvel over her art. Then she turns and looks right at me. I glance behind myself to see who she's looking at but no ones there. I turn back around to see her walking towards me. I panic and take a small step back. Then so many things rush through my head. How can she see me? I must have not glamoured. Or I did and she can see? That makes no sense. I have to get out of here. She comes up to me and says
"Sorry I didn't mean to spook you."
I almost run away. Clary sees me. She's knows I'm here. My heart is beating out of my chest.
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Clary's POV:
When me and ocean get to the school I start setting up. I pull my paintings I had been working on for a couple months and put them on easels and hung them around the wall. I was astonished at my own work. I had no idea how I could have done this but I did. Ocean waved her hand infront of my face.

"Earth the clary?! Hello??"

I chuckled and said

"Yes I'm here sorry I was just looking at how much I've accomplished with not knowing anything from my past."

Ocean smirks and jokes,

"Geez clary I don't need a sob story! Your amazing and this is amazing. I'll be here to watch as people come to buy this stuff."

I fix a painting on the wall and then turn to her and say,

"You mean play Nintendo while sitting close enough so you can still hear me?"

I smirk and give her a nudge.

"Hey just be grateful I'm here!" She remarks
pulling out her Nintendo.

I set up a chair so I could sit because I knew this would be a long night of people asking my inspiration, why I do art and other things. I pull out my phone and scroll on Instagram for a bit before the show starts.
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It's been about two hours of selling my art when a lady comes up to look at my biggest piece. She's interested but just browsing for now. I find myself glancing up to look at the time. But blocking the clock is a guy. He's tall, has golden hair and is wearing a leather jacket. His eyes are special too. I recognize him. I don't know from where but I do. I excuse myself with the lady and make my way towards him. He looks startled and takes a step back
I feel drawn to him so I say

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to spook you"

He looks as if he's seen a ghost. Am I really that scary? But I keep thinking. I know him. But from where? I cant quite place my finger on it.