Chapter 8

Clary's POV

I called and called but I didn't get a call back. Did he forget about me? Or he was injured and couldn't make it to the phone? Maybe he decided that there was a better way to spend his time? 'STOP IT' i yell at myself I'm sure there is a perfectly logical explanation for this whole fiasco.

I go to work as usual at the coffee shop. Jon and Seb don't know that I was coming into work to because in their opinion I should stay under their very overprotective eye. I couldn't stand sleeping and doing nothing all day in my flat anymore so I decided to go to work and bake cinnamon rolls. As usual the cinnamon rolls go to both shops. Today was really slow because the little coffee house was still being fixed and also renovated.

At school most of my students didn't know why I was gone and they were told that i was ill. On the other hand the students that know and are part of Jace's gang created this tangible tension in the room. I walked up to the Herondale girls and asked to see them after class.

"You asked to see us?" the two girls spoke after the bell rng.

"Yes, I need you to deliver this to your older brother" I said while handing one of them an unsealed envelope. I wasn't concerned with them reading it because it was a code that I had learned to talk to Simon with in class while in grade school. If they did what my note said than I would know that my suspicions about simon working with them are true. One of my pages from my sketchbook is missing.

Jace's POV

It was extremely hard keeping myself from answering the phone whenever Clary called. She left nearly 150 voicemails. I knew know that the plan worked but Izzy didn't know about me falling totally in love with the tiny I really just say that? I guess its true. I go about my day till my sisters come home from school with an envelope with a note in the paper. The paper was a code from Clary which had an uncoded part which said ASK SIMON!. Not even two seconds went by that I had Simon on the phone telling him to come up to my apartment.

The code was apparently a code made by Clary and Simon in grade school. SImon easily deciphered it and it said "Hello Simon, You are an idiot for thinking that I wouldn't notice the missing page from my sketchbook. Hello Jace, Stop ignoring my calls and the next time I call will be the last time. I hope you enjoy the cinnamon rolls. I will leave a note on one tray that will also be coded only if I get a call from you.-Clary"

I was shocked when I read it but also very turned on with how brave my little firecracker is. I also had the terrifying realization that in order to be with the redhead I will have to get past her brothers and their gang. My thoughts are broken when I hear the sharp ring of my phone.

"I'm glad you finally answered my call." she sounded bitter and angry. "Why?"

"So sorry…" She cut me off before I could finish.

"Don't give me the I was busy crap." Clary was furious.

"I wasn't going to give you an excuse for what I did. I'm sorry and just so you know I listened to all of your messages and loved them." I was teasing her but then I heard her hang up. I may have pushed it too far.

As promised the next day there was a note delivered with the cinnamon rolls addressed to Simon. Simon knew the manager the store and easily retrieved the note of gibberish. Translating the note was done by Simon as soon as he got to my flat. I hoped it would be a pace to meet her again under better circumstances. This time all it said was -WHY ME?-

What did that mean? What is because I took her from the coffee shop or was it because I teased and taunted her? Simon, Izzy and Alec were useless in answering this question. Later that night I called her.

"hey , Its Jace I'm sorry about teasing you. Your artworks were fantastic." I could hear a sniffle on the other side of the line. Oh dear God i had made my dream girl cry. Wait, WHAT DID I JUST SAY? I was calling the girl of literally my dreams and I made her cry.

"That wasn't funny! I tried so many times to call you and all you did was tease me. You have no idea how much that pisses me off."Clary was trying to calm down.

"Once again sorry." To change the subject my brilliant mind said "It's good to hear your voice."

"Umm OK I didn't know you felt that way. It is nice to know that the feeling is mutual." YESSSS the plan worked! My inner two year old was leaping with joy.

"When can we meet up again" Nope wrong thing to say. Hopefully Clary didn't notice my cringe.

"We have parent/teacher conferences on Friday and then nobody will question. And if they do they couldn't say anything because it would give away my family relatives." It was obvious she was talking about her brothers. I agreed and sh hung up and texted that Sebastion just buzzed up from the lobby.

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