Okay, this is my first fanfiction and the first time I've written something of this magnitude, I'm more of a poet and essayist, so I'm rather nervous about this but please feel free to give your opinions in a review.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and the laptop this is typed on.

I shifted the brown paper bag so that it sat on my hip like child would sit on its mothers. Not even five seconds had passed after I knocked before the door opened to revel a tall blonde man with an apple. "Hey, Rocket." I rolled my eyes at the stupid nickname but smiled just the same. "Hey, Sunshine." Jace made an exaggerated motion for me to enter the apartment. He took the paper bag from me and put it on the kitchen counter. "I don't know why you bother knocking, you know you can just come in, right?" Jace took a bite of his apple and wiped the drop of juice that had dribbled down his chin. If that had happened to me I would have looked like an idiot that couldn't eat properly but somehow Jace managed to look like a model in one of those fruit juice ads. Its annoying. "Yeah, I know, but I'd feel like I was being an imposition. And I really don't want to walk in on one of the gay orgies you probably host while I'm not around." I know Jace would never participate in a gay orgy but that scene from Wolf of Wall Street scared me. Jace chuckled, "You don't need to worry about those, Rocket, we never host those here. There just isn't enough room." I knew Jace knew that I was talking about the Wolf of Wall Street because, although I watched the majority of it alone Jace just happened to walk in as the gay orgy scene came on. I would sell my soul to the son of Satan just to see the look on his face again. He took another bite of his apple "And you're Seb's girlfriend," he mumbled with a full mouth, "you're supposed to be an imposition. I smiled and sat on the counter. "Nice, Jace, is that what you see girlfriends as? Impositions? Its no wonder why you're single." He hopped up on to the counter next to me. "Rocket, I am single by choice. Why stick with one girl that I know I'm just going to get bored with when I can have a different girl every night? And in my experience girlfriends usually are impositions but if the girl is right for the guy then said guys much better looking best friend will just have to put up with her."Jace's knee bumped mine. The huge size difference between us never ceased to amaze me. He was so much taller than me. My head didn't even reach his shoulder. "Aww who knew you were such a romantic? Wait..." I paused. "Is that your subtle way of telling me that I'm right for Seb or that I'm not?" I smiled up at him and he smirked back. "The jury is still out on that one." He shrugged. "For something so opinionated you'd think the 'jury' would have formulated a verdict by now. But then again its not like its been almost eight months or anything." Jace scoffed. "Maybe the jury has got a verdict but chooses to plead the fifth." Jace crossed his arms over his chest and I had to admit that he had great arms. "Well, Jonathan, technically the jury can't plead the fifth because they're just giving their opinions as to whether the accused is guilty or not. And one can only plead the fifth if giving ones testimony incriminates oneself in another crime. So tell me, Sunshine, has the jury got secret?" I narrowed my eyes and I think his jaw may have clenched slightly. I gasped dramatically. "You're in love with Sebastian, aren't you?" Jace sighed loudly and looked away. "Yes, its true. You, Clarissa Fray, have uncovered my darkest secret I simply cannot let you live now. Its a shame too, you were starting to grow on me." I threw my head back slightly and laughed. "How do you know so much about the law anyway?" He asked me. "Fifteen seasons of Law and Order: Special Victims Unit." I replied.

Making friends was never something I was good at and when Sebastian had first introduced me to Jace

I did not like him at all. He acted cocky and condescending and it seriously got on my nerves. But after about a month we started to warm up to each other and we actually became incredibly good friends It was weird to go from growing up with next to no friends to becoming so comfortable with someone and so close to them that you couldn't imagine not being around them. "Now how about some dinner? I'm starving." He gave me a positively adorable puppy dog pout. These boys would have starved to death if it was not for me cooking them dinner at least twice a week. "I've been here for less than ten minutes," I laughed, "way to make me feel like a servant." I feigned a look of hurt. "Aww, Rocket, you're not a servant. Servants get paid." I lightly punched his arm. "Although, I wouldn't mind having you as my personal maid. Think about it; I could buy you one of those little French maid outfits." Jace wiggled his eyebrows at me, something I had always dreamed of being able to do. The eyebrow raise is the epitome of badassery. You could have a leather jacket and tattoos and smoke a pack a day but you could never be a true badass if you couldn't raise an eyebrow. I was one of the poor unfortunate souls that could never be a true badass. I couldn't raise an eyebrow let alone wiggle them.

"No, no." A voice came from behind us. I turned to see Sebastian standing at the edge of the hallway. His dyed black hair was straight, wet and hanging in his eyes. Very appealing. "She's mine." He smiled at me and I grinned back. "That's right," I turned back to face Jace, "I'm Sebastian's maid." Jace stuck his tongue out at me but it was soon replaced by a smirk. Sebastian walked up to me and kissed me. "Sorry I kept you waiting. I was in the shower, need to smell good for my lady and what not." I smiled. "What a gentleman." "I aim to please." he smirked a delicious smirk. "Well you succeed. You definitely succeed." his smirk broadened and he placed his lips on mine again. We broke apart, "Oh and, Jace, I already have a french maids uniform. Although I don't think I could do much cleaning in it. Its very short. It barely reaches my thighs." I smiled sweetly. Jace blinked twice and swallowed. "And why have I not seen this outfit?" Sebastian glared playfully. I smirked at him, "I've been saving it for a special occasion." He leaned down and pecked my lips. "Well, I do believe that," peck "it is my," peck "birthday soon." His lips lingered on mine. "I know, believe me, I know." I kissed him back. Things soon got s little heated. He was now standing between my legs, they were wrapped around his waste and my lip between his teeth. "All right, children, lets keep this PG." Jace said from the other side of the counter. Sebastian looked up at Jace, "Cockblock." Jace snorted, "Cockblock? What? Were you too just going to do it on the kitchen counter?" Jace looked amused. "Well..." I started. "It wouldn't be the first time." Sebastian finished. The amused expression fell from Jace's face and his eyes widened. "God, you two are like rabbits." he turned and walked up to the couch but before he sat he turned back to face us, "no, you two make rabbits look like Catholic nuns." he turned and plopped down on the couch. Sebastian smiled at me and grabbed a beer for himself and Jace and joined him on the couch. I smiled at my two boys, my boyfriend and my best friend. With my lip between my teeth and a smile threatening to split my face in half I took the salmon out of the bag I had brought and began to prepare dinner.

Thanks for reading. Hopefully I'll be able to update soon but I am going into exams now (brilliant time to start writing this, I know.) I really hope you enjoyed it :D Thanks.

- Burn The Evidence.