Idris Institute

Chapter 4

"Yeah. If you don't mind. "She said.

Then Simon came to our room. We all then left to hang out outside. It was such a beautiful day. We were sitting underneath a tree for some shade. I was sketching. Izzy and Simon were people-watching. Izzy then looked at me and asked,

"What are you drawing? Can I see it?"

"It's not finished. Not really good." I told her.

"I will be the judge of that." She said, taking it from me. She looked my drawing off. She then started to look through my sketchbook. "You are excellent. I don't know what you are saying."

"My mom is better than me." I told them.

"Yeah. But you are outstanding." She told me.

I am so happy to have my other sketchbook. My main sketchbook has a sketch I don't want her to see. Let's just say she saw it. She would be questioning me. I really don't have the answers to it.

"Thanks." I told her. I then took my sketchbook. I then finished my sketch. I then looked up to Jace, flirting with a girl. He was really close to her. I just looked back down at my sketchbook, ignoring my feelings.

He then came over to us and sat next to Izzy. He was smiling like a Chester cat. I just kept my eyes on my sketchbook. I didn't want to look at him. Izzy looked at me and then to Jace. She then asked,

"I know I'm going to regret asking. But why are you so happy?"

"See that girl over there. I have a date with her this Saturday. Then Sunday one with her friend." He told us.

"Already playing the field, are we." Izzy commented.

"Just keeping my options open." He told her.

"Wow. Really?" Izzy said.

"Quiet over there, Clary. Don't worry, I still have. Friday open. If you want it!" Jace said.

I looked up at him and said,

"How sweet. But I don't date or like players."

I then got up and walked away from him. I really thought he was different. But I was wrong. I just went back to my room.

*Izzy's POV*

I watched Clary walk away from us. Something was up. I was going to figure it all out. I got up and went after her. I left Simon there with Jace. I got to our room. There she was, sitting on her bed. I looked at others and asked,

"You okay?"

"I am fine." She told me.

"That's a lie. I saw that earlier. What Was that all about?" I asked.

"I don't know. Just thought he was different. "She told me truthfully

"Do you have feelings for him?" I asked her.

"I don't know. There is something there; I just don't know what. "She told me.

"Okay. Whatever it is. You know I'm here for you. No matter what. I just don't want to see you get hurt." I told her.

"I know. Don't worry, I won't give in to his charm and everything." She told me.

"I just want what's best for you. It's just I know my brother. If you play hard to get, he will chase you instead of you chasing him." I told her.

*Clary's POV*

I looked at her. She might have a brilliant idea. Maybe while doing it. I can see what these feelings are. I smiled at her and asked,