Due to a new account this is a story that I already had on here, I'm just putting this on my new account. -TheSparker

Shit. Clary Fray had once again slept in on an important day. She and her best friend, Simon Lewis, had planned on going to on the same summer cruise months ago. It was kind of like a summer camp but out on the ocean. The boat only held kids and a couple advisors.

Clary flew down the stairs and quickly ate breakfast, then was out the door again for running towards the bay. Her mom was working that morning so they said their farewells the night before. Grabbing her suitcase she ran out the door and down the busy streets of New York.

Once she reached the bay she saw Simon. He greeted her with a smile. Simon was the kind of guy that was always at the place he was supposed to be, never late. Clary admired how his murky brown eyes changed to the color of chocolate in the raw sunlight. Simon had changed a lot over the year; he became a lot more handsome. He seemed more mature too. She might actually have to fend of girls from him.

"Hey Clary," He smiled.

"Hi Simon, how long have you been here?" She asked walking over to the line for registration, he followed.

There weren't many people going on the cruise, maybe about 50, she had been told. There were about five people in line.

"Just about ten minutes. We should hurry; I heard the stops aren't very long."

Clary nodded.

Within ten minutes they were inside the boat looking for the living quarters. Clary and Simon travelled through a series of corridors and found her room and knocked on it. She was told her key would be inside along with her roommate.

A tall, dark haired girl opened the door. She was beautiful, with her coal black eye, obsidian hair, and flawless skin. The only thing that bothered Clary was that her clothes were a little too revealing, she looked like one of the girls that would walk on top of Clary in high school with 6 inch heels.

The girl took Clary in with her eyes, scanning her down, head to toe. A smile crept up onto her lips, "You must be Clary!"

Clary wasn't too good at conversing with new people, so she just nodded.

"I'm Isabelle Lightwood; you can call me Izzy, Iz, anything really." Isabelle said. Clary just nodded again.

Then Isabelle grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room. Half of the room was already decorated. The other side just looked sad and bare, that was obviously Clary's side.

"You can put your clothes in those drawers," Isabelle pointed to a wooden dresser. "And you can customize the walls with whatever you want; there aren't any rules about it. The bathroom and washrooms are down the hall. Dinner will be in a couple of hours. We have until then to do whatever we want."

After Isabelle finished talking they felt a tug at the bottom of their feet, the boat had started moving. Clary started to unpack her things while Isabelle sat on her bed applying a new coat of blue nail polish on her index finger.

"I heard there is this really hot guy on the boat." Isabelle said nonchalantly.

Clary laughed, "Any idea on what his name is."

Isabelle stared at the ceiling, "Uh, I don't remember. He had brown hair, brown eyes, Caucasian, a nice build. Oh, Simon. I think."

That made Clary laugh even harder. "Yeah, that sounds like Simon. He's my best friend."

"Oh, so…does that mean he's off limits?" Izzy raised an eyebrow suggestively.

"No! We're just friends. Do you know of any other hot guys on the boat?"

"Well, there's my adopted brother you would probably find hot. He's blonde and has kind of golden eyes. But be careful, he can be an obnoxious ass." Isabelle steered her attention back to her nails.

Clary laughed, "Noted, what's his name?"

"Jace,"

Clary had finally made her side of the room look decent. She put pictures of her mom and friends on the walls and piled all her clothes into the dresser and her empty suitcase was under the bed. She and Izzy had gotten to know each other pretty well. She learned that Izzy was on this trip because her parents traveled because of work a lot and didn't want the kids home all summer. She had two brothers on the boat with them, Alec and Jace.

They got bored so they started telling each other the worst jokes they knew just for kicks. Izzy was halfway through one, "-and then the penguin said 'he's not an eggplant, he's retarded'", when a blinking light lit above the door.

Isabelle started to get up, "That means dinner."

"Have you been on one of these before, you seem to know so much." Clary said walking out the door.

"No," Izzy laughed, "I read the info manual before you came." Clary started at her confused as to why she would do something like that, "I like knowing how things work when I am somewhere new, in case of an emergency, you know?"

Clary kept in her laughter with tight lips, "Yeah, sure."

They walked into the dining hall, there was a sign that read Find your name card on a plate. The two of them walked around the five tables and Clary found herself in the middle of the second and Izzy was at the end of the fifth. Clary sighed, she didn't want to have to converse with strangers, she was no good at that. She was hoping she could just talk to Izzy and Simon. Simon was a couple seats away from Izzy.

She looked around the room looking at her shipmates for the next few months. Her eyes immediately flew to a boy, maybe 2 years older than her. He wore tight jeans and a colorful muscle shirt. His hair was spiked up with colored hair gel. He walked over to her and sat across from her. She looked at the name card, Magnus, that was the only name that could match his appearance.

His eyes met hers, they had a feline shape to them which Clary thought was odd, "Hello...ah, Clary," He smiled, "I'm Magnus Bane."