[He shrugs. He knows what Jennifer's problem is (Clary) and he does not give a single shit. She needs to deal with it. It's not his to solve, not anymore.
Maybe it never was.]
If she throws a fit, that's not my problem anymore.
[ Except, she isn't really and she doesn't know what to make of that fact. Part of her wants to believe it's just because Jennifer was bad for Declan, but a small, quiet voice in her head whispers that maybe there's more to it. ]
She isn't worth the drama, honestly.
[ She lifts her uninjured hand and knocks it against his shoulder. ]
[ She lifts her bruised hand again, pointedly, before grinning. ] I can take care of myself, remember?
[ It might say something that Clary wouldn't let him do the same she did for Simon. But she's always been a little too fierce and her best friend isn't. Thinking of Declan rushing to her defence makes her cranky though. ]
So, does that mean you're going to the dance stag? Because I'm thinking we should get badges made. Lonely losers club. [ She doesn't know that Simon plans to ask her. ]
[ She thinks it's like always, like the two of them without any other option. ] Well, you'll tag along, right?
[ She lifts her foot to knock her dirty sneaker against his shiny shoe, grinning wickedly as she does so. ] Maybe we could ask Maia and Maureen too. Though that means you'll have to hang with the geeks. I know that makes you itchy.
[ Oh, that smile. Clary thinks she can feel her ears burning. She opens her mouth, closes it, a stammering response rising before she can swallow it down. ]
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Maybe it never was.]
If she throws a fit, that's not my problem anymore.
We broke up.
[Well.
He dumped her, it's slightly different.]
She'll probably still glare at you, though.
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[ Except, she isn't really and she doesn't know what to make of that fact. Part of her wants to believe it's just because Jennifer was bad for Declan, but a small, quiet voice in her head whispers that maybe there's more to it. ]
She isn't worth the drama, honestly.
[ She lifts her uninjured hand and knocks it against his shoulder. ]
And you'll find someone much better.
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[He says it casually, and shrugs.]
If she gives you shit, let me know, though.
[Declan is no Adam Parrish, but he's full of his own twisted and clever ways to make people shut up. Mostly they involve the trade of secrets.]
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[ She lifts her bruised hand again, pointedly, before grinning. ] I can take care of myself, remember?
[ It might say something that Clary wouldn't let him do the same she did for Simon. But she's always been a little too fierce and her best friend isn't. Thinking of Declan rushing to her defence makes her cranky though. ]
So, does that mean you're going to the dance stag? Because I'm thinking we should get badges made. Lonely losers club. [ She doesn't know that Simon plans to ask her. ]
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She doesn't fight with her fists, you know.
[But he doesn't push that any further. Let them hash it out. Let them figure out why they dislike each other so much. No skin off Declan's back.]
Simon's going to ask you.
[Now she knows.]
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[ She thinks it's like always, like the two of them without any other option. ] Well, you'll tag along, right?
[ She lifts her foot to knock her dirty sneaker against his shiny shoe, grinning wickedly as she does so. ] Maybe we could ask Maia and Maureen too. Though that means you'll have to hang with the geeks. I know that makes you itchy.
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You want me to tag along with you and Simon on a date?
I'm pretty sure Simon hates me.
[He just tips his head a little, and there's a smile on the corner of his mouth.]
Why don't you just go with me?
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[ But that smile is very, very distracting. Clary pauses for a moment, staring at him before she scrunches up her nose. ]
And how is a not date with Simon going to be any different than a not date with you?
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I'm.
Asking you.
On a date.
[His grin is going wacky charming and lopsided.]
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[ Oh, that smile. Clary thinks she can feel her ears burning. She opens her mouth, closes it, a stammering response rising before she can swallow it down. ]
Okay.
I mean, yes? We could go on a date.
[ WHAT DOES IT MEAN? ]
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Yes? All right.
Do you want a corsage?
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[ She isn't exactly one of those girls who gets weird about a school dance. But now she almost wishes she were.
For no reason at all. ]
No corsage.
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[He takes her hand, almost, but then doesn't. Best not rush this one.]
We'll have a good time. You'll see.
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I promise not to trip over my own feet and embarrass you.
[ Except she feels it, ears burning red under her hair. ]
Though Luke's probably going to glare at you if you pick me up in your fancy car. [ Her teeth flash as she grins. ] It'll be fun.
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[This is not true, but Declan lies and makes it so. It's just easier that way.]
We'll have a great time.
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[ But, she's still smiling. ]
Cool. Okay.
[ Her wounded hand forgotten, Clary swings back on her chair legs and laughs. ]