'George,' clary screamed as she ran into his waiting arms.
'It's been, what, 12 years am I right?' clary quizzed and George nodded.
George was quite muscly and fit. he had brown hair and a smile that made most girls faint. today he wore a lose shirt saying 'attack of the fangirls' with green dripped writing. Clary had met George when they were 2, he has always had a crush on her, but he was to shy to make a move.
'Your right, 12 years clary,' he started, a smile crossing his face, 'you've grown up quite a bit, tattoos and everything.' he said motioning to her runes and black combat boots.
'Oh yeah, you have no idea what you've missed,' she said, thinking back to when all she had was George and simon.
Clary risked a look into the crowds of pandemonium, searching for Simon, Isabelle, Alec and jace. her eyes rested on jace and she smiled as he winked flirtatiously.
'Still single then,' George said regaining her attention.
'Err...' she got cut of as she was pulled into a bone crushing hug.
'I don't want to hear it, I know Simon loves you and so do I, he must have you by now,' he moaned.
'Actually, he's with a friend of mine, Isabelle they are perfect together,'
Clary said thinking about the way Simon loved Isabelle.
George pulled clary in, and kissed her viciously on the lips.
'Erm,' clary said, unsure of what to think.
But she didn't have time to think, his lips were already on hers. he forced his tongue into hers as she weakly tried to resist. he grabbed the back of her head and forced himself in harder.
When he finally pulled of, he whispered into her ear,' you were good, but you'd be better in bed.' he forced himself, tongue included, back into her mouth, but only for a second, as jace ripped them apart.
'Thank you,' clary moaned in relief as she leaned on jace's shoulder.
