A World Reversed

Part 7

"Clary? Why is it you enjoy avoiding my brother at all costs?" Isabelle asked as she sat down. I looked up from my sketch and watched her smug smile form. "Secret? Hmm?"

Jace sat down next to me, which was more than annoying. But scooting closer to Simon also didn't help, not in light of his most recent news. Somebody threw an apple at the back of my head the moment Simon and I sat down. When I turned around, she yelled, "You're sitting at a table of Breeders, Clary, better get out before you get it."

'It' being his term for pregnant. Like it was a disease.

"Who would have guessed, huh?" Isabelle snickered, looking at Simon oddly. "You're really straight?"

"Yeah, I am," Simon looked her directly in the eyes and blushed. I groaned. His ways of flirting had always been bad. I used to hope it was because he was a jig, but it turned out to be all him.

"Let us clap for your big day," Jace muttered tiredly. I sighed and kicked him under the table, but that didn't change anything. He rolled his eyes, conveying his annoyance at this superficial event. I mouthed back to him that it was a big deal. And then he flashed me the bird.

The click-clack of heels distracted me, which was disappointing. I was just about to knee Jace in his family jewels. A shadow infiltrated my vision, and I looked away from Jace behind me. There stood the school slut in all her glory. I wouldn't lie; she was a very pretty girl, but then she also tarnished her face with a tad bit more of cheap make up than she needed. Her eyes were looking at Izzy.

"So...you're sure you're straight? Because if not, then you've got a hell of a rack, one some that may even top mine. I'd love to compare." were the words straight from Aline's mouth. I coughed to hide my laughing. How...smooth? Her comment truly did make me angry. Basically, she said, "If you are gay, you have nice boobs. If you are straight, you don't have nice boobs." I even felt offended by that.

Isabelle rolled her eyes. "As straight as the dick I simply crave," she sneered. Aline looked mildly disgusted and insulted. She huffed indignantly and turned to me. I blinked and backed up, almost slightly scared by her towering form. Jace's hand wrapped around me and latched onto my hip, and I had to say I was slightly relieved by that with Aline here. She always made me, well, uncomfortable with her groping eyes and dirty comments. Speaking of which, she looked me up and down. "Clary, can I have a word?"

I looked between Jace and Aline, hoping he'd have some helpful way of turning a girl down. From the way he acted, he used to do it on a daily basis. However, he was only chuckling under his breath. "Aline, looking classy as ever, darling," Jace commented, motioning to her heels. She sneered at him.

"Why don't you just go to hell, Jace Herondale, because you're going there eventually?" Aline looked impatiently at me. I registered her stare as a 'not an option' stare. But I had every intention of not going. For weeks she'd been flirting with me despite every other person avoiding the 'jig.' I was halfway sure she had some goal of fucking every girl in the class, but it's whatever. "I know you've got short legs, but come on, Clary, use your lovely ass and get away from these freaks, just for a second."

It was terrifying how she could be so fearless while intending on asking a girl out. She was literally complaining about my friends, my lifestyle, while also asking me to find some decency in her heart to sleep with her. I stood and gave my friends a look of dread before following her to a corner of the cafeteria. Leaning against the wall, I noticed how close she kept getting to me. "Look, Clary, I know what everyone thinks of me." She said, and I was honestly surprised. "I'll admit I do get around a lot." She shrugged, her eyes looking deeply into mine as if we had a connection. I leaned further away as she inched nearer. I just wanted her to finish her clause so I could leave. "And I did want to hook up with Isabelle." No shit. "But you? You're something different to me all together." I tried to keep from laughing. This was too rich. The school slut wanted to have a relationship with me? I didn't buy it for one second. "You're beautiful, soul and all. The way you move with such fiery purpose...it's very alluring, Clarissa." I flinched as she used my real name, but Aline didn't notice. She kept moving closer and closer, staring at my lips. "We'd be good together is all I'm saying." And she paused for a few seconds, waiting for my reaction. When I didn't give her any, she took that a yes and tried closing the distance. I stepped away quickly, dodging a bullet. I wouldn't kiss those lips even if I was sure I was homosexual.