A/N: Hey all! This is my very FIRST CLACE fiction! So don't be too hard on me! I will do my best to capture each and every character to the best of my ability! BTW Think Alex Pettyfer as Jace… accent and all. And Clary is going to be the lovely Lily Collins. Everyone else is as cast in the movie!

Jace.

"I'm Jace Wayland. Stud. Eligible bachelor. Bad Boy… and most commonly known as, 'The Jerk.' Urban Dictionary describes the term 'jerk,' as many different things. For instance: The kind of guy most girls ACTUALLY want when they say they want a Nice Guy. It's described as both a noun and an adjective. For example: 'You see that guy, Jace Wayland, over there? Yeah, he's a jerk.'—Noun. Or, 'Jace Wayland, stop being such a jerk!' And nine times out of ten, after a girl says that to me, panties start dropping."

"You're probably wondering why I'm giving this mini English lesson? See, I am what they call, 'a jerk.' How did U become a jerk you ask? Well, like many origins of many reformed 'Nice Guys,' it all starts with a girl. Girls are either the cause or the solution to many men's problems."

"Think about it… Take Chris Brown for instance. He was society's 'Good Boy,' and then Rihanna came along and fists flew, and there you have it, Chris Brown… a Grade A Jerk. Or how about the Biebs? From Golden Boy, to pissing his golden-ness into a mop bucket at a restaurant. Why? because Selena Gomez rejected his sorry ass. "

"Want to know what Chris Brown, Justin Bieber, and I have in common? You guessed it. A girl. Case in point—turning me into a self-appointed jerk. My ex-girlfriend, Aline Penhallow decided that it would be a wonderful idea to cheat on me."

"Aline was everything I thought I could want in a woman. She was beautiful with long, dark hair and slightly slanted almond eyes that showed her Asian heritage. But like any other woman, she broke my heart into a million bits and pieced the night of our Senior Prom. I remember that night like it was yesterday. I had showed up in an overpriced tux with her orchid corsage in my fiddling hands I went through hell and back to make sure that she got her dream night that she had been planning for years. Instead, I rang the doorbell and waited. And waited. And waited until some guy dressed I a tux answered the door. Sebastian Verlac, my arch nemesis."

"By now, you're probably wondering what he did to make me call the Grand Douchebag my nemesis. Well, he was a grand douchebag from the moment he got to St. Xavier's Private School. He had been so hell-bent on trying to outdo me on the popularity scale. Basically when he moved to New York from California, he needed someone to be his newest bitch. Harsh but true. Sebastian stupidly believed that I would fit that role. Needless to say, he was pretty pissed when I rejected his oh-so-generous proposal. From then on he tried to make my life a living hell. And just like I predicted, he tried and nearly succeeded."

"Anyways, when I showed up at Aline's house, Sebastian was there with his pressed Louis Vuitton tux with a sadistic smirk on his face. God, I wanted to knock the bastard out. All in all, Aline dumped me via text prior to me showing up at her house, thus turning me into a jerk. Nice Guys never win. It's all about the jerks. That's my theory." I smirked, finishing my monologue. My friend Alec Lightwood stood there with his mouth agape and his camera in hand.

"I don't know if I should admire that you're so into your Film Studies project, or sad that you embrace your jerk nature so easily."

"Being a jerk isn't a sad thing or even a bad thing. I've embraced my inner jerk and now I'm getting laid 24/7. Alec, maybe you could learn a thing or two." I smirked at my best friend. I never understood why Alec refused to listen to my advice about being a jerk. Girls chase you, you get laid, and you dump them and move on with your life. But no… Alec wanted a 'relationship.' Relationships were crap and a hassle that I don't want to deal with it.

"No thanks Jace, I'm perfectly happy being the nice guy, thank you very much."

"Whatever, I think that you're missing out." I told him as we made our way out into the quad.

"So, when are you going to find your newest victim?" He asked.

"Time, young Alexander, time."

The summer was quickly coming to a close and people were breaking out their heavier cardigans and lightweight coats. I always loved the fall. Everything about it made me feel better about everything. And it was the turn of the season where girls needed that fall to spring 'cuddle buddies,' and me, being the giver that I am, will give them the intense pleasure of being with them in their time of need. When I looked out into the quad, I saw the most beautiful picture painted in front of me.

It was a girl, not just any girl; it was a beautiful petite girl with fiery red hair that tumbled in curls down her back. Her skin was porcelain white and even from this distance I could make out the light speckle of freckles that were sprinkled on her face. But that's not what drew me to her; it was the sparkling of her emerald green eyes. It was as if God handcrafted two of the most perfect emeralds in the world and placed them in her eyes. When did I get so pathetic and poetic? A smirk crossed my face.

I had found her.

"Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner!" I chimed looking at my partner in crime. Alec's face wasn't as stoic as it usually was; in fact, he had some animosity toward the unsuspecting girl. The thing is I've seen this face on him many different times and I'm not entirely sure what his problem was. This time in particular, was the first time I've seen him looking at this girl with unbridled hatred. What the hell?

"See something you like?" I asked with a knowing grin.

"That's Izzy's friend." He said, not letting on anymore of his knowledge on the girl.

"And…" I probed.

"And what?"

"Does she have a name? A hobby? A boyfriend? What?" Okay, usually I was a total dick, but there was one line that I did not cross, and that was the boyfriend clause. I know what it's like to be cheated on; I'm not about to give another guy that kind of pain.

"I don't know her name, just that the girl is in Izzy's photography class."

"Not helping, Alec." I growled.

"Didn't know I was supposed to." He bit back.

"Terrible wingman, Robin. Now, it's up to Batman to save the day." And with that, I stalked off in search of the redheaded nymph.

To be honest, I didn't have to look far because Jane Doe was seated at a picnic table in the quad with ear buds in her ears and a sketchpad in front of her. Ah… so she was the artsy type. With a smirk, I walked up to her and positioned my hand in front of her sketchpad. She paused what she was doing and looked up at me through squinted eyes and a firm lip on her face. Removing the buds from her ears she began unceremoniously with:

"What do you want?"

"Today is your lucky day because you are going out on a date with me." I gave her my best smile.

"And who are you exactly?" Jane Doe laced her fingers through each other and rested her chin on top of it.

"I'm surprised you don't know who I am. Jace Wayland. Stud." A flicker of recognition appeared in her eyes.

"Oh… I've heard of you."

"Well—"

"You're Mr. Pump and Dump!" she exclaimed, attracting some unwanted attention.

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah, you see," she began, "I've heard about you. You get some poor unsuspecting girl to go out on a date with you. You seduce her out of her panties and have sex with her, and then the next day, you pretend that you don't know her. You're a womanizer with little inhibitions and your only goal in life is to have as much sex as you can without catching an STD or making babies that you can't support." My jaw dropped. Never in my life had I ever had someone, whom I just met call me out like that.

"What did you just say?"

"Look," she said, gathering her items and stood in front of me in all of her five-foot-two stature, "I know what you're after. You want to have sex with me. And I'm flattered, really, but I'm not going to be a place to keep your penis warm. So thanks, but no thanks. Go find another girl to get your rocks off." And with that, she turned around and walked away without a gland back at me.

Okay…. What the hell just happened?

A/N: Hey all! That was my FIRST OFFICIAL CHAPTER for CLACE fanfiction. I hope you enjoyed! Read and Review please! XOXOXO xoxArtemisSalvatoreBennettxox