Chasing Fire

Chapter 4: Clary

CPOV 

 "Hey, Red," Superstar says as he leans against a locker. I sigh and roll my eyes, slamming my locker door closed to face him. "Geez, what did the locker ever do to you?" He jokingly asks. I glare at him. He puts his hands up in mock surrender and replies. 

 "Okay, okay. I just wanna know your name, Red. Okay? You already know mine!" I let out an aggravated sigh as i turn to look at him, my red hair flying in my face. "Well, maybe it's because i don't want you to know my name!" I reply angrily. He lets out a sigh and focuses his molten gold eyes on me, as if he were studying me. I feel my cheeks start to get hot as i wonder what he is thinking. We stand their in an awkward silence until i can't take it anymore. 

 "Okay, what are you doing?" He purses his lips and tilts his head up looking down at me. He folds his arms and speaks. "You are very strange little girl, aren't you Red?" 

 "My name is not 'little girl'." 

 "No. It's not. But you won't tell me your name." I roll my eyes at the statement and look away. But he turns my face back to him so i'm looking into his eyes and keeps on going. 

 "You're not obsessed with me, like most girls are. You treat me as a normal human being, you like to put me in my place, you don't care what people think about you, and yet, whenever someone tries to get close to you, you push them away. Heck, trying to get to know you is like chasing fire! You get entranced by the beauty of it but when you go to touch it, it burns you. That's who i think you are, Red." He finishes. I just stand there open-mouthed staring at him. Did he come up with all of that just then? 

 I slowly come up to meet his eyes when i see he is already staring at me. Opening my mouth to say something, he pulls me into him by the waist, me making an "umph" sound as i hit his rock hard chest. He tilts my head up to look at him and searches my eyes for something, i don't know what he's looking for, but i don't care either. Then, all at once, i realise where i am, what i'm doing, and who i'm with. Slowly, i untangle his warm hands from my waist and step back, smiling slightly at him. 

 "Clary," I tell him. 

 "What?" 

 "My name. It's Clary. Clary Fray."He smiles down at me as i look up at him. Since he is quite tall, My head reaches up to just below his chin, below his nose if i'm wearing heels. "Thank you," He says suddenly. "For telling me your name. I know you probably don't trust me, and i don't expect you to, but i'm not who you think i am. I'm a good guy." 

 I take my time to look at him. Really look at him. His golden curls reaching just below his ears, his skin a golden tint of smooth tan, His molten gold eyes, the curve of his mouth, the defined outline of his muscles beneath his shirt. He abandoned his jacket quite a while ago, since it's too hot for one in the New York summer, so he's just in a thin, white, v-neck. Oh, and did i mention he looks hot. I shake my head of my thoughts and decide to give him a reply. 

 "I know you're a good guy, Jace. I never said you weren't. I just- I just have trust issues, that's all," I explain. His eyebrows furrow.  "Thankyou. I'll wait for you-" He sincerely says. But then a smirk makes it's way across his face. "-Since i am the greatest guy in the universe. I heard girls dig patience, weird huh?" I scowl at him, but fail due to the smile making it's way to my lips. A laugh bubbles out of me as i turn away to get to class. 

 "Wait, you're a guy?! I would have never have guessed due to the lack of balls!" I joke as i peer over my shoulder, an amused smirk on my face. He puts a hand to his chest in mock hurt before yelling back to me: "Very funny, Fray. But you love it!" I laugh once more, before i turn into the classroom. Feeling Jace's gaze finally lift off my back.