Hey guys, HeronFrayWood here!

So… as some of you may have noticed, I deleted my other stories Europe Surprises and Herondale Heartbreakers. I deleted it because I didn't like the way either one of the stories were going. So I decided to take a break from FanFiction for a couple of months. Then a couple of nights ago, I had an extremely weird dream that included some my classmates, which was really weird. But then I thought about it, and I thought that it could actually be a decent story idea. That's kinda where I got the inspiration for this story. This is going to be a TMI fanfic. And this an AU (author's universe) so all the characters are human.

Thanks to my awesome beta reader and friend Paradoxing, this chapter has been edited. Also, she has been totally helping me with some ideas and thoughts for this story :) Summary credits go to her ^^

Disclaimer: All character belong to Cassandra Clare

Here we go:

Sebastian's eyes widened as I made my way towards him. Surprise crossed his face. He had an arm against the bar, leaning off of it. I watched as he pushed himself off and started walking towards me. "Nice party," I commented. "It's nice to see that when your friend has a celebration for becoming an adult, you're not wanted at the party."

"Look, Clary, I'm really sorry. I got totally overwhelmed and distracted. You know Mom and Dad were making this party into a huge deal. I made the guest list and I was so sure that you were on it," Sebastian said. He tried to put his arm around my shoulders, but I shrugged him off.

"Apparently Kaelie's sluts and bitches get first priority, huh?" I said, looking over to where Kaelie and Aline's posse were flirting with the football team. The "posse" included Kaelie Whitewillow, Aline Penhallow, Jessamine Lovelace, and a few other girls that thought they were the queens of high school.

"Come on, Clary, you know it's not like that. I would never not invite you on purpose. You know that."

"Do I really know that? Because lately it seems that I'm not wanted by any of my friends."

Sebastian looked confused. "What are you talking about? Clary, come on! So I forgot to invite you. Yes, I should've checked the guest list, but you're here now! Can this be forgotten now? Let's go have fun!" he pleaded.

I shook my head. He didn't get it. Nobody did.

"Sebastian, do you know how I found out about your party?" I asked. "I found out about your party when my best friend broke up with me. Do you know what Isabelle said? She said 'Are you going to Sebastian's party?' When I said, 'What party?', she laughed and said 'You didn't get invited? It's probably because he forgot about you. Like everyone does. You aren't noticeable. You don't stand out. You're plain and boring. You don't ever do anything fun. You're so fucking lame. Why can't you be more outgoing, huh? Why not?' It wasn't the best way to find out that you weren't invited to one of your closest friend's party or that your best friend thought that you were lame." I didn't tell him how much those words hurt me when Isabelle said them. It was like stabbing me with a knife and twisting. I had an ache in my heart and a hole in my chest, Isabelle had been my best friend for 12 years.

Sebastian shook his head. "I'm sorry. I didn't know." He tried to put his hand on my shoulder again. I stepped out of reach, breaking out of my thoughts.

"Hey, what's going on here?" a masculine voice asked from behind me.

I rolled my eyes. I didn't know a single person that didn't know that voice. It belonged to the most annoying and biggest douche in the world. And I was not in the mood to deal with the owner of the voice.

"None of your fucking business, Jace," I snapped, not bothering to turn around. Sebastian actually had the nerve to look somewhat relieved that Jace was here.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. No need to get all snappy, ginger." I could hear the smirk in his voice. He stepped in front of me, right between Sebastian and I.

I glared hard into Jace's eyes. He smirked right back at me, but I could tell that he was surprised by the intensity in my glare.

"Don't. Call. Me. Ginger," I growled.

"Clary, ignore him. I'm sorry, ok? I'm sorry about what happened between Isabelle and you. I really am. But you are here now. Let's get drunk and have fun. This is supposed to be a party. People are supposed to have fun. Now let's all forget this whole thing ever happened."

"Wait, what happened with Isabelle?" Jace cut in.

I ignored him and directed my glare at Sebastian.

"You know what? You are completely right. We should just forget this ever happened. We should all just get totally drunk off our asses. Maybe have sex with a couple of people, why don't we?" I said, sarcasm dripping off of every word. I started backing up.

"Clary, wait," Sebastian reached towards me, trying to grab my arm.

"Forget about it, Sebastian. We're at a party and you know what I plan to do? Exactly what you said: have fun and get drunk."

With a final glance at Sebastian, who looked upset, and at Jace, who stood watching me, arms crossed and an unreadable expression on his face, I spun around.

I stomped angrily over to the bar and ordered a shot of tequilla. And then another. And another. And another. I planned on doing exactly what I said I would. I was going to get as drunk as I possibly could.

A/N: So that was a relatively short chapter, but I plan on writing longer chapters and updating as quick as I can. This year the teachers have been awesome and super nice, but they love giving a lot of homework lol, but I'll try to make writing an everyday thing until it becomes a habit.

Inspired by Paradoxing, I'm going to do chapter questions.

Question: Where do you live?

Answer: I live in northern New Jersey, about a half hour away from New York City.

I hope you liked this chapter. Please leave a review down below with your thoughts on this story so far.

XOXO

-Avani