New story, Malec love with other couple pairings but centred around Alec and Magnus loOOOooooOOOve
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, the characters belong to Cassandra Clare.
"This sucks. This is so unfair." Iz said to me as we watched our home get packed up, our home for the last 15 years, when my parents moved to New York when I was two, my mum pregnant with Isabelle.
"Iz look, moving from New York to Alicante is big a move but-"
"Yes, New York, AMERICA," emphasis on America "to Alicante, Idris, a place between Germany and France, and a place we've never even been before."
"But," I still continued "It's the place mum and dad are from, they grew up there. And Dad got offered a really good job offer; you know mum and dad have been getting sick of the city."
"Whatever, I have friends here and a life and by the way you should be mad as well; I mean it's your senior year."
"We can make new friends, people love you. And it'll the beginning of the year so it's not that bad."
"But it doesn't matter to you; you're not that close to many people outside our family."
"Yes, but I also had an internship too remember a-and you know how much I hate change."
"I know but-"
"Listen this is good, this is mum and dad's home town and you saw how happy they were when they told us-"
"Very oblivious to our feelings"
"-Dad's going to be the chief of general surgery and mums going to be the principle of her old high school-"
"Our new school, by the way. We're not just going to be the new kids, who moved to a school full of people who have known each other since they were little but our mother is the new principle, yay."
"Listen, stop being so selfish. When Grandfather died last year, dad was so upset and he only stayed for a week in Alicante, but when he came back he talked about it like it was gods land. I know that you're bummed out because those girls were just starting to 'accept' you, but Gabriel told us that they pay the same games, you'll still get your fun."
"Yes but, these 'popular' people have known each other for years, some over a decade, and I'm the new girl from the Upper East Side, come on, I bet you they've watched Gossip Girl."
"Yes and you're also Isabelle Lightwood, my little sister, loving daughter, amazing gymnast, beautiful intelligent young woman, who when she sets her mind to something she goes after it and isn't afraid to be a little bit of a bitch to get it."
"Yes, and you're Alexander Lightwood, my big brother, mature eldest son, amazing sports man who's extremely intelligent and protective to boot and fortunately shares the same genetics as me, so pretty handsome who maybe at this new school to try and reach out to other people, I know you're not interested into the whole social status shit but it's fun, the parties and the memories you create."
"I don't want fake friends."
"I'm not saying to share your life story but high school is about creating fun amazing memories that you'll tell your children not to do and tell your grandchildren to mess with your children's effort to discipline their child."
"I just want to study and-"
"'Play sports, I'm just not interested in all the extra bullshit.' Whatever dude, live a little. Okay let's make a deal."
"Oh I don't know."
"Listen, I'll stop sulking if you promise to try and get into the in crowd with me."
"I don't know, you have Jace, why do you need me?"
"Cause this is your last year and I want you to have at least one memory you'll tell to people in 20 years that was about you being stupid and crazy."
"I am going to regret this but okay, yes deal. But If I want out, let me out."
"Okay, maybe. but not if it's on the first couple days."
...
Idris was big with skyscraping buildings in the centre on the city and large houses everywhere and cars that cost as much as a small house. We passed our new school, which was a old, big, red brick, four story building with three ovals surrounding the school. The school was one of Alicante finest, only the best of the best went there, you had to be great at something, whether it be academic, sports, arts, or your parents had a lot of money. The pamphlet said that only a little over 500 teenagers went to the school, so around 125 students per year level.
"Shit dude, look at that school." Iz said from besides me, leaning over.
"Keen to get lost?" Jace said from the back seat. We were driving in a rented range rover because all our cars were at the house already, mum and dad in the front, Iz and I in the middle with Max and Jace in the very back.
"They give us maps." Iz argued.
"Yes, but women are the worst with maps."
"Oh please, that's men."
"No."
"Yah."
"No."
"Yes Jace."
"No-"
"Kids, stop. You'll wake up Max." Mum cut in, not taking her admiring eyes off the scenery.
"It's like 4 in the afternoon, he needs to wake up soon or he won't go to be tonight." Jace argued back.
"When we get home, he can nap for now."
We turned into a street, with manors getting more and more luxurious than the last. We finally got to the end, with the manors probably the biggest with the richest families in them and we're one. Our grandparents were very well respected around the city, and when grandfather last year died with our grandmotehr dying 10 years ago due to cancer, the house was left empty for almost a year, until now, with us moving in. We stopped out front of a house with a big black gate, dad scanned his ID and they began to open, the drive way was long, going for a couple minutes with huge trees with falling leaves all around, we finally got to a huge house, with four floors with a garage just off the left side, with half a dozen slots and opposite was several car parks, we were all in utter shock, all our mouths gaping open (beside the parentals) at it. We stopped out front of the house, Iz and Jace raced out of the car, Jace jumping over the seat to get out. I, with my patience, got out and pushed the seat open and got Max out holding him close while everyone else got the luggage, dad handing me the keys.
...
Mum had been designing the house for the last couple weeks, and was happy with the outcome of the house even though she wasn't here in person.
Jace and Iz raced up stairs, dad quickly calling for them to stop for a minute.
"Wait, i haven't told you the room situations." Dad Began, "The First Floor has all the normal rooms, such as the Kitchen, the Family lounge and Formal Lounge, a Bathroom and Laundry, Sun Room and the Library, which extend to the second floor as well. The Second Floor has your Mother and I's room, as well as Max's and two guest rooms and both or our offices. The third floor is yours, with all your rooms, Iz your door is green, Jace yours is brown and Alec yours is grey. You all have your own bathrooms, but that does not mean you spend a hour in the shower. There is also the cinema room and entertainment room. In the back yard, there is a pool, garden, green house and a tree house. Okay, now you may go to your rooms, i hope your mother has designed them to your likings. Dinner at 7."
Iz and Jace ran to the third floor while I walked went left to my bedroom. My bedroom my mostly black, the walls the bed, the covers with few colours mixed in. I had a big black bookcase with a latter and a old brown desk and a plasma tv on the wall with a black love seat and fire place. I walked into my bathroom with which has a standard shower, bath and couple sink. Then saw another door which led to my walk in closet. The windows we floor to ceiling, with a great view of the city.
My room already had my boxes in here and i started to unpack, starting with the clothes boxes then my book boxes, which were put alphabetically then the knick knack box with everything else, like my laptop and trophies. I put little pieces everywhere, photos on my desks and CD's in my bookshelf. Soon I was unpacked, sweaty and tired, and Iz soon came in asking for my help.
Oh no.
...
I ended up helping Iz, though mainly what I did was just help stack her things alphabetically and keep her company. We soon finished and went to see Jace, who only changed his clothes and went for a shower and playing on his laptop. We helped him, but only finished half by the time mum called up down for dinner.
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