Alec Lightwood X fem OC

Part 2- shadowhunters?

"Thanks for being our driver Rowan."

"Well Maureen when you don't drink you are always the driver."

" We love your company most, and thank you for being our artist in residence Clary.

"Of course."

I'm leaned up against the driver door of the van. When I see Simon swap out band shirts.

So, you went on stage tonight as Champagne enama  But now you're?"

"Rock Solid Panda."

"Yeah, we are." Simon and Maureen high-fived.

"Rock Solid Panda, coming up. I'm feeling inspired."

"I walked over to watch her paint when I begin to notice as she starts drawing a rune. My eyebrows crease the longer she paints it. Eventually she finishes.

"What's that tag?"

"Weird, I didn't even mean to draw that. Second time today."

Maureen spoke up with an explanation.

"You know they have confirmed cases of people waking up in the morning speaking French, and they never even studied the language."

"You know maybe-"

"Hey, can you watch where you're going?"

I quit my explanation when I see this random guy just brush past clary but it wasn't that that peaked my interest. it was his tattoos.

"You can see me?"

That puzzled me further, but I kept silent as to not show that I can see.

"Yeah, that's kind of the point, but you obviously didn't see me."

"You have the Sight."

"Wait, the what?"

"How can I not know who you are?"

Lamest pickup line ever.

"Has that line seriously ever worked for you? Even once?"

"Jace!"

I heard so dark hairs guy in the crowd shout I looked in the direction of his voice to find him but saw no one. Little did I know Jace realized by Me looking for the voice that I could hear his and Clary's entire exchange.

Not long after he got called he bolted into the busy bar of pandemonium.

"Can you guys believe that blonde dude?"

"You mean the imaginary dude you were talking to?"

"You guys did hear anything?"

"no did you?"  Simon asked alarmed.

"No I didn't."

"No, the guy right there, running into the club."

"Clary, there's nobody there."

"The guy covered in tats, like—"

"Clary no one is there. What was in your latte?"

Before I know it she ripped off her jacket and began making her way through the crowd.

Worriedly I call out to her.

"Where are you going?"

"to get some answers."

I follow after her without a single thought as to what we might be getting ourselves into all I know is clary is gonna get her self into danger.

"Remember your fake ID sucks, you can't rely on Rowan's real one!"