Despite being on the swim team for one year in freshman year, she didn't recognize the pool after they had... decorated. Teenagers spilling across the room, some sitting in chairs drinking fast, some were in the pool making out.

Clary didn't know where she belonged. She had been invited by Isabelle Lightwood, one of the most popular girls at school. They'd been partners for a project in economics. Clary suspected that she did it out of pity.

Either way when she told Simon, he encouraged her. Even though he was grounded because his mom had found his collection of porn magazines.

So now, here she was standing in the door way as another pair or people shoved past her without acknowledging her. She felt utterly stupid. Not as stupid as she had felt when she fell in a puddle in front of Jace Herondale in freshman year, but still.

Clary decided that she would get no where standing in the doorway and she tried to manuver her way to the beer. If she was going to do this might as well try beer.

She knew that was stupid as well.

People were crazy, shoving others into the pool and throwing water footballs across the water. It made walking ten times harder, not to mention because the floor was wet. It was when she waswalking that one of these footballs crushed into
her side.

It didn't hurt, but it wet her shirt enough that she told the person that threw it to shove it up their ass. It was Sebastian Verlac, which was not surprising one bit, his laughter that followed was also expected.

She was furious, but a secondafter she thought of something that would make him stop laughing, she smirked. She tore off the wet shirt, revealing her bikini top. While he oogled at her, she pitched the ball at his face.

It was also at that time one of his friends pushed him in the water. It was funny, but once Clary looked up and realized it was Jace Herondalethat had helped her and was currently staring at her laughing, she turned and walked the rest of the way
to the beer.

She didn't involve herself with Jace Herondale. Not because his reputation was bad but because she knew that if she did, she would give everything to him. That boy was sex walking, he was exactly her type and if she really got to know him she'd probably
fall for him.

Clary picked up a budlight and hesitantly opened the can and began to sip. It tasted and smelled foul, she knew that once she finished this she wouldn't be drinking more. Someone poked her shoulder.

When she turned, she found her best friend Simon Lewis. She threw her arms around him, thanking him for sneaking out to come to the god awful party. He was laughing, which Clary ignored as she tore away.

"You do realize over half of the male population is staring at you right now?" Simon asked, and Clary could have sworn she heard jealousy but she ignored it. "It's like they haven't seen tits before."

Clary laughed. "They haven't seen my tits before." She answered and Simon took one more look around to avoid looking at her boobs.

"And they never will, this is about as close as they're getting." Clary sipped more at her beer before she chose to answer.

"Hmm I don't know, Jace looks pretty hot tonight." Clary teased, knowing Simon hated Jace with a passion. Simon gave her a "Are you dumb" look. Clary shrugged and moved out of the way when someone came to get another beer.

"That's like me saying I'll show Isabelle Lightwoodmy dick because she looks good tonight." Simon told her, ignoring her looks of horror as she tried to tell him Izzy was behind him.

"Hi, yes please don't." Izzy said from her place behind him and he jumped three feet in the air. "Clary! I'm glad you came!" Izzy pulled Clary into a hug, and Clary was reminded once again of how tiny her boobs are in comparison to Isabelle's. "Are you
going to swim now?"

It was only then Clary realized her sips had been larger and longer than she thought and her beer was empty. Izzy had grabbed it and tossed it away. Izzy was already in her bikini, having no problems with showing her body off.

Clary spared a look at Simon before shrugging and pulling off of her shorts and handing them to him. "Jace!" Izzy called out and Clary wanted to ask for her shorts back, that or a onesie to cover up.

Said person came over lazily, Clary might have compared it to a cat if it weren't for how slowly he did. She might have imagined that part though. "This is Clary's first start of year pool party. Would you like to..." Isabelle trailed off.

"Welcome her?" Jace asked wickedly and Isabelle nodded. Clary glanced between the two, shrieking when in a flash Jace had picked her up wedding styleand was leading her over to the pool. "Wanna take a dip?" He whispered.

Clary took a breath to steady her next response. "Um no?" Jace chuckled before running into the pool.

Clary gasped for breath as she came back up, glancing around searching for Jace. She needed to know what way not to go to get away from him. She was surprised when she felt hands on her ankles, pulling her down until the hands met her thighs and she slammed
them close.

It was Jace, and he was grinning at her. His hands were on her waist and she tore away by kicking at his chest and swimming away. Turns out that one year of swimming wasn't as helpful as Jace crushed her into his chest and pulled her up to the surface.

He was breathing heavy when he replied. "Ever thought about playing soccer?" Clary was panicking.

Her heart was beating out of her chest and everything in her was telling her to get away. "No, sports aren't my thing." Jace laughed as he let go.

"The way you swam says otherwise." He pointed out, and shrugged. She heard Izzy calling her name from the side of the pool they had come from.

She tried to swim to her but before she could get very far, Alec Lightwood ran into the pool area and screamed "THE COPS ARE ON THE WAY EVERYONE GET YOUR ASSES OUT OF HERE." It didn't take but two seconds for people to register it.

Clary made to swim out and run away, but Jace grabbed her waist and held onto her from behind. He whispered "Relax, he's lying. Isabelle decided this year she only wanted a handful or twoof people here so she planned this." Clary almost sighed.

She enjoyed his hands on her waist too much. But why would Izzy or Jace want her here? She's not special, not popular, she only really knows of Jace and has talked to Izzy a handful of times.

Clary looked at Izzy, who had turned her attention to Simon. She was playing with his glasses as he freaked out, he didn't want to break them.

Jace's hands lifted as people grabbed their belongings and left, not caring that few were lingering. Instead, he grabbed her hand and guided her over to where Isabelle and Simon were.

"You sent all the hot girls away." Jace whined jokingly and Isabelle smirked at him.

"You have one, I assumed she was enough." Clary felt her stomach sink in realization that Izzy only invited her to distract Jace. "I'm kidding, Clary." Izzy smiled at her and Clary felt relieved. She still wouldn't spare Jace a glance
though.

Izzy was grinning, but once she spotted someone her smile faded. "Anybody wanna let Maureenknow she's not welcome?" Everyone knew Iz had a problem with the girl.

Ever since Maureen had dyed her hair black, andstarted trying to dress like Iz, Izzy had disliked her. She hated her when Maureen slept withIzzy's boyfriend at the time, Meliorn.

Maureen had taken a video of her and him naked while he was asleep and posted it on his facebook.

"I got it." Jace sighed and Clary warily looked at the girl. She had recently dyed her hair back to normal, and she was wearing a bathing suit while talking to Sebastian.

Jace greeted the pair across the pool vivaciously before he whispered in Sebastian's ear. Sebastian nodded and began laughing before he talked to Maureen. Jace made his way back over and not long after the pair were leaving.

Izzy seemed relieved after she was gone, even began to tease Simon again. After one comment got particularly flirty, Clary and Jace swam away. "She's only going to hurt him you know." Jace told her.

They had been watching the two for a few minutes, and Clary could tell Simon was head over heels for the gorgeous girl. Who couldn't be? "Why do you say that?"

Jace scrutinized the pair for a few more seconds before giving his undivided attention to Clary. "Izzy likes bad boys, Simon is anything but that."

Clary rolled her eyes. "People can fall for other than their type. Sometimes that's stronger than the others. Cause it's new." Jace nodded slowly in a joking manner.

"What's your type?" He asked seriously.

Clary shrugged. "Haven't really explored much to figure it out." Clary bit back her thoughts, she knew exactly what her type looked like and jeez if Jace didn't fit it.

Jace perked up. "So everything is new and exciting?" Jace grinned. "Like girls? Would you make out with one?" Clary hit him across the chest and cursed herself silently.

"I like guys." Clary confirmed and Jace put a thinking face on.

"Short or tall?"

"Tall."

"Blonde or brunette?"

"Either?"

"Bad, sporty or geeky?"

That's when Clary got a bit chokedup. She looked away, and began listing off the names of the people in the room to distract herself from Jace. Who, at that point, was moving closer and repeating the question.

"Oh you definitely have a kink for bad." Clary gasped at his words.

"I don't have kinks!" She blurted and Jace took a step back, examining her.

"You definitely have one or two." Clary shook her head with a smile. "You just don't know it yet. I can help you explore." Jace moved his eyebrows up and down.

Clary huffed. She couldn't move her eyebrows like that. "No thanks." Jace took a step forward, trapping her against the edge of the pool and making her suck in a breath.

"Why not?" She had to look up to keep eyecontact, and his hand move to her neck, jokingly choking her for two seconds while she shoved him away.

The way he laughed, the way he smiled at her made her breathless. It reached his eyes and she could hear him wheezing. Clary pulled herself up out of the water, to allow her legs to hang off the edge.

Jace found his way in between them. She was tempted to kick him away, but she liked the way it felt, being there with him. She felt surprisingly comfortable, content. So much so she forgot to look over at Simon and Isabelle.

She was actually level with his face like this, which only annoyed her further that he was that tall. They weren't in the deep end but still. Jace was getting closer, his face must have been only a foot away.

And for once, Clary allowed herself to be daring as she pulled him even closer and kissed him.