Underwear

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Clary Point Of View
"Is that your-,"
"YES! That idiotic son of a bucket stole my underwear!" I say angrily. "If it's a prank war he wants, it's a prank war he'll get!" I say angrily. "When I get my hands on Jace Herondale I'll-,"
"You'll what?" Jace asks as he comes out from behind the tree.
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"Wow! Your tree undies has been re tweeted 658 times!" Izzy says. "How many followers does this guy have?" Izzy asks.
"I don't know and I don't care! I'm going to get back at him! You know how?" I ask Izzy.
"How?"
"By sneaking into his room and changing his shampoo for hair dye!" I grin.
"You don't know if he showers in the mornings though," Izzy says.
"I do actually. He always smells like honey and apples when he's at school,"
"You know how he smells?"
"That's not the point! The point is that I dye his hair! You know what they said to me today at school?! They kept saying things like 'hey clary, keep it brief'!" I say angrily. My phone dings. I grab it and read the text from a random number. I roll my eyes and read it out loud, "is there a sale on your undies cuz I'd like them 100% off," i let out a sharp breath. "Yup, definitely dying this blondie's hair!"
"Ok, but, you know he's going to catch you, right? You should wear something hot so if he catches you it won't be too embarrassing," Izzy says.
"If I put on something uncomfortable, I'll trip!" I explain. "I'm going in," I say as I see Jace's light turn off. I quietly get on the roof and open Jace's window. I slip in quietly I quickly yet quietly go to his bathroom. I pour the dye onto his shampoo and shake it. I then put it back and start looking for my bra. I finally find it and put it in my pocket. I found it under his dresser. I get up and quietly tip toe towards the window. I hit the corner of the bed and lose my balance falling into Jace's bed. Fudge berries! Jace's eyes snap open.
     "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" He yells as he see's me. "What are you doing here?!" He asks.
      "Me? Well, uh, you're dreaming, you should really go back to sleep," I tuck his hair behind his ear which is something I'd never do. I then start running my hands through his hair. What? It's really soft, and I need to make him believe this is a dream.
        "Clary, I'm not stupid, i know this isn't a dream."
          "Of course it isn't silly! If it were a dream would I do this?" I then kiss him to hopefully confuse him. He pulls me closer to him and kisses me back. I pull away.
       "You're a good kisser Clary, and I know you're actually here," he reaches over for something in his nightstand. Then a flash blinds me. "Creepy stalker girl broke into my room, weirdo, andddddd post!" Jace says grinning.

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