Pen-Pal's.

Chapter 10

                            {Clary}
Clary ended up actually taking notes from her conversations with Jonathon and began filling them into a copy.
She figured getting the actual homework part of the penpal situation out of the way would be smart.
Though as she skimmed over their conversations she realised most of what they had said wasn't penpal-ly at all.
That made her smile a bit.

She sighed as she started typing,hoping Jonathon would just answer her questions and not think too much about it.

CF: So...you're from LA,you're 18,blond...have any siblings?

JC: I don't...one can only handle such a beautiful,godlike specimen like myself in their dreams.

Clary merely wrote "None." next to "Does your penpal have any siblings?"

CF: What three adjectives would you think describes you best?

JC: What is this-73 questions with Vogue?

CF: Just answer it,Goldilocks.

JC: Alright,alright! Calm down,hothead.
Let me think...

CF: Do you even know what adjectives are?

JC: Of course I do. Just trying to think of some to describe my immaculate self is quite difficult.

CF: There you go! Immaculate and difficult! One more-you got this.

JC: Hey now- I deserve the right to officially pick 3 adjectives since you're the one who was being so bossy and wanted me to pick 3 adjectives to describe myself in the first place so shush.

CF: Don't hurt yourself.

JC: Was that a blond joke?

CF: C'mon-3 adjectives,chop chop.

JC: -_- Fine.I'll let that one slide,just this once,shortcake...

I'm most definitely:
1. Sarcastic.
2. Confident.
3. Flawless.

CF: You're most definitely dumb.

JC: Carpets don't match the drapes.

CF: Wha- OMG JONATHON GROSS!!!

JC: I'm just saying! I mean my hair is technically dirty blonde/ sun kissed golden so it's not surprising that-

Clary closed her laptop with a flurry of limbs before she could read the rest of what Jonathon had said.
Her body shook with giddy laughter as she leaned back in her chair,biting her lip as she tried to hold back the giggles that were rising up into her throat.
She rubbed her face before quickly writing down three new adjectives to describe Jonathon into her copy.

{Jace}
Jace laughed freely when he saw that Fray had suddenly gone offline within a second of sending his last message. He grinned as he too shut his laptop,happy that he'd gotten a reaction out of her.
He wondered if he'd see her while he spent time shooting this movie.
He hoped he would.
He wanted to know she was real...and it was a small bit because he really wanted to know if she could back up all her smack talk.

His grin slowly faded as one thought killed his mood.

"She hates you."

He hadn't wanted to think about it until now,when he was so close to her though he'd no idea if he'd seen her already or not.