THIS IS A LONG ONE! I SWARE ON RAZAIL THAT ITS GOOD SO PLEASE READ IT ALL!!!! 1900 words!!!! THANKS!! ( ps its late so if there's any spelling mistakes, sorry!)
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Clary and Jace were " canoodling " in Jaces room when Izzy barged in.
"Euck! Get a room!" She screeched. Clary spun towards the door and tumbled off of the bed. Once she hit the floor, a pissed off look spreads from Jaces face to hers.
"What do you want?" Jace said, in a bored tone. Clary slowly got to her feet and back onto the bed.
"I was just looking for Clary. We are having a girls day!" She squealed. Clary face-palmed.
"I totally forgot Iz!" She exclaimed taking her head from her hands. Jace groaned and fell onto his back.
"Jace, I'll be back in a couple of hours!" Clary spoke up, rubbing a tense spot on his shoulder. He nodded and sat up, pronouncing his abs. Clary shot Izzy a puppy dog face. Izzy rolled her eyes.
"I'm only giving you guys and hour left because Jace is so desperate for Clary!" Izzy strutted out of the room. She made it halfway down the hallway until she heard arguing.
"Yeah, Jace!" Clary challenged. He scoffed
" I am SO not! And to prove that, I bet you I can go a whole day without kissing you!" Jaces loud voice declared, as he pulled on a dark grey shirt.
"Fine! But if I win, you have to take me shopping on a weekend trip in Paris!" Clary announced.
"Ok. If I win, you have to..." Jace whispered something in Clary's ear. She blushed wildly but covered it up with a nod. They shook hands.
Jace went to sit back down with Clary and cuddle like before, but Clary had other plans. She quickly walked from the room and caught up with Isabelle.
"We need to make him jealous, and kiss me!" She whispered because they were still in earshot of Jace. Izzy smirked, and scared Clary by doing so. She looked evil, with the crazy eyes!
"Perfect!" She laughed and pulled Clary into her room.
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Izzy hastily threw Clary dress after dress, each one shorter than the last. Clary brushed her eyes over each dress before she saw a black number, that was mid thigh, strapless and had leather buckles where the zipper should be. This was definitely something from Jaces dreams. She squealed along with Isabelle and skipped into the bathroom.
The door clicked open and the 5'4 redhead stepped out. Isabelle squealed and pushed the other girl to the floor length mirror.
The dress pronounced her barley there curves and pushed up her chest. The top looked low cut on the short girl and the dress rode up to above her mid thighs.
"Great! Makeup and hair time!" Izzy sang. 35 minutes later, Clary was back in front of the mirror, gaping.
Izzy had done a smokey eye that turned black to grey along her eyelids. Her lips were blood red that made her orange hair stand out. Her green eyes popped with black eyeliner and mascara. Lastly, her cheeks were brushed with pink powder that made look like she was blushing even more than normally.
"He is so going down." Clary smirked and slid on 7' high heel boots. She walked out of the room and strutted down the hall.
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