CPOV
After leaving my house this morning, I rode to school on my Harley. Little did I know there would be a huge surprise waiting for me as I walked in.
Tucking my helmet underneath my arm, I stroll through the school doors, with everyones eyes on me. I narrow my eyes and slowly look around me to see all the sluts of the school glaring at me with their false-lash clad eyes. Suddenly, their is an opening to a wall on the left that the students made and I wearily walk through it. Getting closer, i see it's a piece of paper stuck up on the wall. I lean in to see what it says:
"Audition Winner for Jace Herondale:
Clary Fray
Rehearsals start at 5:00 am every Monday and Wednesday."
I stare at the paper open-mouthed. I got in. I actually got in. How? I said I didn't really want it that much and that I didn't care? There where so many other beautiful girls that were much better than me. Hmm.
I smile. I got in! I can't believe this!
I turn on my heel and stroll to my locker. As I'm getting my stuff out, the one-and-only Superstar shows up. "Hey, Clary," He greets with a smirk. I roll my eyes. "Hey, Jace."
He takes his elbow of the locker and stands up straight. "Excited to be working with-" He motions to himself, "- This?"
"Ecstatic," I say with a blank face. "Aw come on, Red. You know you want me."
"No. I don't. And I thought I made that clear the day we met." I'm starting to get irritated.
He holds his hands up. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. What I really came here for, was to tell you that rehearsals start at 5:00 am next Monday and Wednesday. But we can surely fit in some extra one-on-one time together to, you know, practise more..." He says the last two words with a wink. A small laugh bubbles out of me as I slam the locker door shut.
"Hahhh. No," I reply with a sickly sweet smile. I bump his shoulder as I walk past him. I hear him calling after me.
"Don't forget! 5:00 am sharp! I'll see you there!"
"I won't forget, and I won't be late. It's you I'm worried about! " I reply over my shoulder. I hear him chuckle.
"Feisty! I like 'em like that." I roll my eyes but laugh anyway. He likes feisty? feisty he will get.
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Chasing Fire
FanfictionA Mortal Instruments Fanfic: Jace Herondale. The cocky, air headed, insanely charming and extremely good-looking Golden Boy. But what if that's not what he really is? Clary Fray. The shy, artsy, insecure and amazingly hot tomboy. But what if she's...
