Okay, so I finished the Mortal Instruments series like a week or two ago. I must say, it was fantastic! Definitely tied with Vampire Academy for my favorite series. With that in mind, I knew I had to write a fanfic for it, despite the large number of unfinished stories I already have.

Jace is just so delicious I had to write about him.

This is an all human story because I am awful at writing action and if they were Shadowhunters there would have to be a lot of action. I apologize if I butcher Jace's character as well. The sarcasm that Cassandra Clare created for him was absolutely brilliant and I'm not quite sure it is possible to compare to that, but I'll do my best.

DISCLAIMER: If I could own Jace, believe me, I would. But the truth of the matter is that I can't because Cassandra Clare does. This all belongs to her :D

Jace Wayland always hated this part of his relationships: the ending. He didn't hate it because what he and whatever girl he was dating at that time had a connection and that what he felt for her was amazing. No, he didn't believe that and that was the problem. When he decided to break off his relationships, the girls refused to cooperate. They refused to believe that Jace really was just in it for the fun.

They all believed that they could change him, transform him into this guy who wanted to buy chocolates and flowers. That was absolutely ridiculous, of course—chocolates would make them fat. The funny part of it all was that their moms, their best friends, even Isabelle would warn each and every one of them that once they fell in love with Jace, he would run. They ignored it and fell in love with him anyway, and he would run. He would always run.

Women saw what they wanted to see. Jace learned that a long time ago. With his golden looks they figured he must have a heart of gold too. They always figured that Jace was much too good of a guy to break their hearts. The truth of it all was simple. He had experience. A lot of it. So much so that he learned how to precisely use his charm to make any girl bend over backwards for him.

He didn't lie to them, though. Lies only caused more of a mess than anything. Girls always tried to accuse him of lying, but that was only to ease their own souls. If Jace Wayland was nothing but a liar then it wasn't the girl's fault that she fell in love with him. It couldn't be!

"Jace, no!" Molly cried as she ran her fingers through her thick blond hair.

"Sorry sweetheart," Jace said, standing up from the bench they were sitting on. He learned that it was best to say it and then leave. He especially did not want to stick around for the tears. "Heartbreaks happen. You'll get used to it." He patted her shoulder gently then turned on his heels and headed for the cafeteria to find Isabelle and Alec Lightwood.

When he reached them, Isabelle was gazing out the window where Molly sat with her face in her hands, pity lining every aspect of her face. Alec shook his head and sighed. "Poor girl. Did you at least go easy on her?"

Jace sat beside Isabella and shrugged. "Define easy."

Alec sighed again and Isabelle's eyes snapped back to Jace. "You don't always have to be a jerk, Jace. Haven't you heard of the term "amicably"?"

The smug grin that had inhabited Jace's face dropped and he scowled. "Haven't you ever heard of the term "loyalty"? Whose side are you on, Isabelle? Besides, it's not like you are much better. Shall I go ask poor Myles what your kind words had been when you broke up with him? What about Seth?"

Before Isabelle could spit out some sort of snappy retort, Alec held up a silencing hand. "The two of you have been extremely irritable lately, what's going on?"

Isabelle paled slightly as Jace's mouth lifted up at the corners once more. Isabelle had been mortified with the incident that had occurred only a few nights ago. She knew that it was nothing that would affect Jace, but it would tarnish her own reputation. Of course, Isabelle was one of the few people that Jace actually cared about so he would never do that to her.

She didn't know that, though, so the situation was made all the more joyful for him.

Alec seemed to notice their odd reactions and shot Jace a questioning look. "Ask Isabelle," Jace smirked.

Jace was vaguely aware of Isabelle's response as he was completely transfixed on the window. Only minutes before it was Isabelle that had been peering out of the glass, feeling bad for Molly. Jace didn't care about his ex-girlfriend of course, it was the delicate red head beside her that had captured his attention.

Any words that Isabelle or Alec were saying went completely over Jace's head as he watched the Clarissa Fray attempt to console Molly. She was beautiful in ways that she didn't understand, which only made Jace crave her more.

She was sweet and intelligent though, and that combination made her an impossible target. Girls like that were much smarter than to fall for Jace Wayland.

HERP DERP. This is really short :O

And poorly constructed because I'm not good writing in this perspective, but I have a feeling the next chapter will be easier. Tell me what you think and if you want me to continue.