The Academy

Twenty Five

Rose:

Just typical, just as we’re starting to get on friendly terms again he brings up this bomb.

They won’t even be able to have a full honeymoon for Apollo’s sake! Peter looks at me, “Could you give us some time alone?” he asks and I sigh, they’ll need to work this out by themselves…

“Come on Jace.” I said, grabbing his hand, and leading him out of the room.

Once we’re out of earshot I looked at him, “Did you know about this?”  he sighed, “Surprise.” i looked at the ground, “Tink...hang in there.” I muttered then i pointed at him, “Okay, if you ever join the army I swear-” “I’m not, geez, I’m already a Shadowhunter.” he said with a laugh and I nodded. “Good, call me selfish but I don’t want to go through that.” He put his arms around me, “Rose, you know I wouldn’t do that to you.” he whispered and I nodded, “I guess, still...I think I’m just afraid.” I said looking at the ground. He lifted up my chin so I’d have to look at him, “Afraid of what?”

“Everything, the future mostly. I’m afraid that I’ll fall for you even more than I have now and have you ripped away from me. I’m afraid of what might come in the future, I’m afraid of bringing kids into this messed up world, I’m afraid I might mess something up, and being in love in general. You saw how messed up I was after Nathan.” my voice broke and I sighed. “If something happened to you…” He smiled, “Don’t worry, I plan on sticking around for a long time to mess with you.” he winked and I found myself smiling.

How did I manage to get such an amazing guy? I mean, of course he has his flaws, but that’s one of the things I love.

“I sure hope so.” I replied and he laughed, “Oh really?” “Don’t get your head any more inflated than it already is Wayland.” I replied with a smirk and he grinned. “I love it when you use my last name like that, maybe someday it’ll be yours.” I rolled my eyes, “Hold your horses bucko, we’re still dealing with one almost married couple. Let’s not make it two.” “For now.” he replied with a devious smirk and I found myself blushing.

“Oh, what’s this, did I make Rose Marie actually speechless?” he asked and I frowned, “I can knee you if I wanted to.” “But you aren’t.” he said holding up a finger and I sighed.

Dang this boy knows me well.

My mind wandered back to Tink and Peter and I wondered what was happening with them. I swear, if he made Tink cry again I will slap him so hard!

“Want to go back and check on them?” I asked and Jace shook his head, “It’s barely been five minutes, come on, I want you to look over for the plans of the wedding and see if you have any suggestions. By the way, it’s in my room.” “Where are you going?” I asked and he replied, “Nature’s call.” I shooed him off, “Ew, go do whatever you need to. I’ll be in your room.”

His room was practically right across from mine, and I walked in. There was a drawing board and a lamp that was on. It was pretty much dark in the room for the lamp so I looked at the plans.

There seemed to be one underneath and I assumed that it was more plans for their wedding so I picked it up.

I nearly dropped it.

he was starting to plan our wedding, it caught me off guard and I sat down. Looking at it, he sure had an eye for detail.

I set it down, trying to calm down and I looked at Tink’s wedding plans.  They were really cool, navy blue, hot pink, and various shades of purple lines the isles and the room. Different flowers were there too, and all in all it seemed like something she’d like.

Jace walked in and I found myself awkwardly trying to bring up the subject of the wedding…

“Um...so....there was this paper underneath the...the uh….wedding plans...you know...the wedding you were planning for...us…” I said probably blushing like mad and he turned red. “Oh...yeah...are you mad?” “Not mad...just surprised.” I stated then I launched into a spiel about how amazing the other wedding plans were to try and take the awkwardness away from this whole situation…

“Really you like them?” he asked, and I nodded, “Of course.” “Both of them?” “Um...yeah, just remember-” “I know, until you're eighteen, I know…” he said scratching the back of his neck.

Why do I always have to mess things up?