A/N This is my first fanfic, so please be kind. Cassandra Clare owns everything. ;_;
Alec's POV
I'm gay. Not the happy kind, the kind where most of the country thinks there is something wrong with you. I'm still very stuck in the closet, and I imagine I'll be in here for quite awhile. Only my sister knows. I'm too afraid to tell anyone else, because I know they won't except it. I'm gay and I hate it.
Magnus' POV
I'm gay. Everyone knows, and I love it.
Alec's POV
I groaned and got up from my comfy bed so I could get up and get ready for school. I glance at the clock, and I only had twenty minutes left before I had to go pick Jace. I ran off to the bathroom so I could get there before my little brother, Max, because he was the only one in the house who got up later than me.
Magnus' POV
I recently found out that moving was not one of my favorite things in the world. My parents found a high paying job in the city and we were forced to move there. At first I didn't mind all that much. Living in the city with cool clubs and people would be really fun. But now, I am so not happy.
I'm standing on the front steps of my school, with my sister, Clary. I look over and see she's looking over at me with the same expression. I try to smile for her, but can't. Instead I grab her hand.
"Come on, we can do this." I say, and this time I'm able to form a small smile.
We slowly make our way up the steps, all the while people staring at us...okay, staring at me. There's a reason everybody knows I'm gay.
I walk by a guy with all golden features. Hair, skin and eyes. I wink at him and he nudges a black haired girl next to him. She was very beautiful, even from behind, with long hair that reached her waist. She turned to look at me, but I had already reached the doors and was on my way into the school.
I pulled Clary with me towards the office and asked where our homerooms were.
I first dropped her off at her homeroom. She looked at me with concern.
"Are you sure you'll be okay?" she asked. I reached out a hand and put I ton her shoulder.
"Clare Bear, I'll be fine, don't worry about me." I wasn't too sure I could trust what I just said, though. "Good luck." I gave her a little peck on the cheek before gently pushing her inside the classroom. She turned to wave and I started my walk to my own homeroom.
I was looking down at the map of the school when I bumped into someone. I looked up to see the golden boy I had seen on the outside steps. He scowled and looked me over.
"Watch were you're going, next time." he said, not as meanly as I would have expected, but still plenty rude. I scowled right back. But, right when I was about to say something back, the girl from before with the black hair interrupted.
"Hello, my name is Isabelle Lightwood. I see that you're new here, and I see you're a junior." I nodded my head, hoping she would help me find my classroom. "That's why I'm offering Jace, here," she pointed to Golden Boy, "To show you around today." she grinned at me like she was doing me a great kindness, and that that kindness was totally normal. But of course, it wasn't normal to offer people to show other people around.
I looked over to Golden Boy- I mean Jace and saw he was staring at Isabelle. He looked back at me.
"I don't think so," he finally said. I almost laughed, because that's what I was about to say. "but," he continued and I looked at him with mild curiosity. "I have someone who can." he looked over his shoulder at a black haired boy talking to a pretty girl with blonde hair. Jace strode over to where the boy was across the hall and tugged on his arm.
"What?" the boy asked, irritated. He still hadn't turned away from the girl. He looked back at Jace and repeated his question with more anger. Jace held up his hands in surrender.
"Jeez, Alec, calm down. I was volunteering you to show the new kid around." Jace said innocently. Alec answered without looking away from Jace. "No."
Since they were talking with their backs to me, I couldn't see Alec's face, but I imagined it didn't look happy at being volunteered.
Isabelle spoke up. "Um, Alec," he turned around to look at her, but his gaze shifted to mine a second later. All of a sudden I was looking into the most blue eyes I have ever seen. They were huge and set in a flawless pale face with unruly jet black hair falling into those eyes. All I wanted to do was to was push the hair back and stare into those eyes all day and night...
Alec's POV
I pushed Izzy into the car so we could be on our way to pick Jace up, then school.
"I'm coming, I'm coming! I don't get why today we need to be on time, when every other day we get there around lunchtime." Isabelle grumbled. She was only kidding though...mostly.
"Is, this may sound crazy, but I have a feeling today is going to be...different. Like...something will happen." I told her. It may sound weird, but I can tell my sister anything, and when I woke up today, I definitely did have a feeling. Isabelle took me seriously, just like I knew she would.
"Wait, what do you mean? Do you know what it is?" she asked curiously.
"I don't know Is, but it's going to be good." I smiled at her, but then turned serious. "Just, please don't tell Jace, k?" I knew Isabelle would believe what I told her, that's why I confined in her, but I also knew Jace wouldn't believe it.
Isabelle grinned at me and winked. "Oh, don't worry, I won't." she laughed. I'm not quite sure what the wink was for, but I most certainly was worrying now.
We got into the car and were soon at Jace's house. I leaned on the horn, knowing it would annoy him.
I saw him, then, walking out of the house in a black t-shirt that only accentuated his golden looks. I felt a pang of jealousy towards my best friend. He has always looked so good, ever since he transferred to our school in the fourth grade. That's also when he became my best friend.
I leaned on the horn again, because he was going way too slow. I saw him mouth "What's the rush?" I shook my head at him, not knowing the answer either.
We arrived at school six minutes early. I saw Jace check his cell time and him mutter "This is a first."
I grabbed my bag, and ran into the school, leaving Jace and Izzy on the front steps.
When I arrived at my locker, I saw a note taped to it. I didn't say anything, there was just a picture of a heart with the words "Alec, be mine!" in the center of it. I ripped it off, because I was almost positive it was from Jace or Izzy, trying to joke with me. I threw the note to the ground and continued to open my locker until I heard a little sob. I looked to my left to see a small blonde girl, Camille looking hurt and embarrassed.
I immediately moved towards her, and asked what was wrong.
"I-I didn't think...I'm sorry." She sobbed loudly and wrapped her arms around my waist.
I stood confused for a bit, then looked at the crumpled note on the ground and back to her. Then back at the note. Then back at her. Oh, I see.
"Listen, Camille, I'm sorry. I though that note was a joke from Isabelle or Jace. I wouldn't have ever thought you...uh...liked me." I was terribly uncomfortable at this point and didn't really know what to say. "Camille, I'm really sorry, but I don't, don't, uh, like you like that."
I looked down at her and could see that she was no longer crying, but had a weird look on her face.
"Oh, okay, I get it." she winked at me, and for the second time this morning I began worrying.
"Um, what, exactly do you get?" I asked, nervously. I was afraid she was talking about something I don't want anyone to know. Something that everybody would soon know if she was truly talking about what I thought she was talking about. Camille had a little bit of a big mouth.
"You're playing hard to get, but don't worry, I won't give up." she responded with a grin. I let out a sigh of relief, and was about to tell her she was wrong when I felt someone tug on my arm.
"What?" I asked, a little annoyed that I couldn't explain myself. I looked over my shoulder to see who it was and saw Jace. "What?" I asked again, I little more annoyed then before. He held up his hands.
"Jeez, Alec, calm down. I was volunteering you to show the new kid around." he grinned and widened his eyes innocently. I didn't look away from him, willing him the listen when I responded negatively. My face was hard with anger at my friend for promising me to do something without me even knowing.
Then I heard Izzy say my name and I turned around to look at her, but my eyes immediately skittered over her and to the boy next to her, the new kid I would assume.
My blue eyes locked to ones of swirling gold and green. His pupils were slit, like a cats, probably the result of contacts. His dark hair was spiked up with rainbow colors in it and glitter...lots of glitter. He also had his eyebrow pierced, which had me wondering if anywhere else on him was pierced...
I forced myself to look away from his hypnotizing eyes and look at the rest of him. You could tell he worked out regularly by his skin tight teal green shirt. He had a number of bracelets on his wrists. His pants were, what appeared to be uncomfortably tight, and made up of purple leather. The stitching on the sides were glittering red, and left open a little for me to look at the flawless caramel skin of his legs. I could also see he wasn't wearing underwear...
I was about to say no way again, but my response died when I looked back at the boy. His pupils were a little bigger and I felt myself saying,
"Sure, why not."