Disclaimer

I don't own any of the characters, I just couldn't get the story out of my head and figured I would share it with the world.

CPOV

It was only a couple weeks left to the start of school and here I was with Simon looking through the manga in this cute little shop. "Hey Fray, look at this one!" I looked over to Simon. His glasses really did make his eyes look smaller, but you could still see the deep brown color of them. Which were enhanced by his dark curly hair.

"Looks good Lewis, which one is that?" "12, we were missing this one in the series, remember?" I remembered, the day we had gone to get it, it was all sold out. I was pissed off about that for like a month! We bought the comic and left for home. "Hey Simon? Have you considered possibilities for college yet?"

I had been thinking about art colleges all summer. It was a little bit early, with not even being seniors this year. 2 years and I would be going to college. I smiled at the thought. "What? Fray, that's not for like 2 years, of course I haven't considered it yet!"

I giggled, Simon was so... easygoing when it came to this kind of things. We settled in my bedroom and watched a movie. He was used to spending the night so when he fell asleep I wasn't even surprised, the movie wasn't even over yet.

JPOV

I couldn't believe we were moving again. I love Maryse and Robert, but them switching jobs every couple years was really getting on my nerves. "Jace?" I turned to look at Isabelle. "Yes Izzy?" She looked like she was about to confess that she tried cooking again and demand that we come taste it. Bile rose in my throat just thinking about Izzy cooking.

She must've caught my expression before I smoothed it in a mask of boredom. "I haven't tried cooking!" She shot me a glare with those dark eyes of her. She had her ink black hair pulled back in a ponytail. No matter what you said about Izzy she always looked flawless.

I just raised an eyebrow and motioned for her to continue. "I have a date later on. And I was wondering if you would like to come along, he's bringing his sister too." Double dating with Izzy, that was one of the horrors. Izzy would be making out with the guy all evening. I had no desire seeing my sister, well adoptive-sister, making out with anyone!

"Depends, is she hot?" I was known to be a player, and had no intention of changing that. I, Jace Wayland, did not care for girls, I wanted to get with them and then wanted them to leave me alone. "She is not unfortunate looking, but she could use my make up and dress up skills."

I rolled my eyes at Izzy, she had an absolute confidence in her own beauty, even with being taller than most guys and refusing to wear shoes with heels less than 7 inches. "Sure whatever." Seeing we wouldn't be here a lot longer, I could indulge in one more adventure. "But you're paying!" I called after her when she left the room.

A few hours later Izzy dragged me downstairs. Izzy looked flawless like always. I had just thrown on a white T-shirt, knowing fully well you could see my muscles perfectly in it, and tight fitting jeans. Whatever happened, I was going to get some. The evening was uneventful. The girl, I didn't even bother to ask her her name, was putting up no resistance. After I was done with her, I went home.

Izzy had wanted to stay over at the dudes house. If it was anyone other than Izzy, I probably wouldn't have left my sister there. But it was Izzy and she had several years of combat art under her belt, we all had. Maryse and Robert thought it was important that one could defend themselves.

I walked in the door and immediately a little 9-year old jumped out at me and hugged me around the waist. "Hey Max, how was your evening?" I hugged my little adoptive-brother back. He also had ink black hair, but his dark eyes looked smaller, thanks to his goofy looking glasses. "Alec refused to let me train with him!" Max pouted.

"Well that's not nice is it? Let's go train and piss him off." I smiled. Alec the oldest of my adoptive-siblings was a little weird, but my best friend. We stalked into our combat training room like we owned the place. Although I hadn't expected anyone to be in there with Alec. I saw another guy with Alec in a rather compromising position. I quickly covered Max' eyes.

"Well Alec I knew you didn't date girls, but could you not do that in front of your 9 year old brother? Or me for that matter? This is a public room, you know." I smirked at Alec, who was looking red as a tomato by now. The guy he was with was all covered in glitter, had spiky hair and there was something weird with his eyes, looked a little like a cats'.

"Alec darling, can you introduce me now?" Alec looked like he might be about to throw up. I removed my hand from Max' eyes. He looked at the sparkly guy and smiled. "You're sparkly!" The guy grinned and held out a hand to Max. Max took it and shook it. "I'm Max and you're sparkly... It's funny!" "Hi Max, nice to meet you. I'm Magnus. Magnus Bane."

I had heard that name before, he wasn't exactly in with the popular crowd that we were. I kept my eyes mainly on Alec, who was still as red as a tomato. "Alec darling, maybe you should try breathing." Magnus looked a little concerned, because now Alec was starting to go blue.

"Dude, stop looking like a tomato and let's go watch a movie." Alec returned to a normal color, but still hadn't said a word. Max had run out of the room when I said the word movie, he wanted to pick the movie.

If we beat him to the living room we would never let him pick one. We watched the movie Max had picked out, and before the end of the movie Max was asleep. I carried him to his bedroom, before heading to my own to crash. Alec hadn't said a word all evening and sat rather rigid next to Magnus while watching the movie.

CPOV

I looked in the mirror. Red curly hair, a flat chest and no curves. Sigh! I had filled out a little, but it was still non existing. When people said I looked like my mother, I really didn't get it. I didn't look like my mother, she was taller, her hair was darker and she was beautiful. The only similar thing about us was that we both had a small waist, that's it.

I gave up and settled with the outfit I had on. Mom had insisted that I wear a dress to this party we were invited to. Recently a new family had moved in across the street, into the house that Simon and I jokingly called the Institute. They had invited the entire street to come to a housewarming party, or something like that.

So here I stood in a green dress that matched my eyes. I put on a little mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss and declared myself good to go. I didn't exactly want to go, but Mom said I had to, because the new neighbors had kids my age. I refused to be called a kid and scowled at my mother whenever she mentioned the word.

I got downstairs and Mom was waiting by the door. Her dark red hair flamed around her face and she looked gorgeous. "Wow Mom! You look gorgeous." "Thank you darling." She blushed, so that's where I get that from. "Luke! Are you ready?" Mom yelled for her husband. Luke and mom got married couple months ago. I had always considered Luke as a sort of father, although until like 2 years ago I called him Uncle Luke.

He had kindly requested I called him Luke, because Uncle Luke made him feel old, plus he wasn't actually related to me. "Luke you look amazing!" I stared at my stepfather in his costume. He rarely wore such things and I'm sure Mom made him wear it. He usually preferred his flannel shirt, with worn jeans and ugly shoes under it. But we loved him anyway.

I hugged Luke and whispered. "She forced you into it, didn't she?" Luke laughed, nodded and whispered back. "Same for you, but you look gorgeous Clary." I blushed and mumbled a thanks. We went out and crossed the street, Mom rang the doorbell.

A girl my age opened the door. She looked absolutely stunning. Ink black hair with dark eyes and a figure to drool over if I had been a guy or into girls. "Welcome to the party. I'm Isabelle, but my friends call me Izzy. You must be the Garroways and Frays. Do come in." We stepped inside and said hello. Izzy wasted no time, she hooked her arm in mine and pulled me aside.

"So... you look nice, but your make up could use a little extra, come with me." She dragged me to her room, which was already painted in black with gold spots all over. "Nice room!" I hadn't had much chance to talk since she basically kidnapped me from moment I walked in the door. Isabelle had me seated in front of a huge vanity with so much make up on it that it could have been a department store selection.

"Ok, I'll redo your make up." She smiled and seemed very excited. She was kind though, she talked about things she liked and asked me about the things I liked. I might actually have made my first female friend. "Ok I'm done, you can look in the mirror now." Izzy smiled. I turned and looked in the mirror. "I look like my mother." I said astonished. "Too middle-aged? Maybe more glitter?" "No no, it's good, I like it."

I smiled at Izzy. "Thank you. I'm Clarissa by the way, but you can call me Clary." I told her honestly. "So why did you kidnap me in the first place?" She blushed slightly. "I just thought I could help you out. Ok, let's go back to the party and introduce you to my brothers and Magnus." I frowned. She lead me back downstairs.

"Hey Tiny, Isabelle she's barely in the house and you're already using her as a life size Barbie?" I didn't like the tone this guy was using, I turned around to see who it was. "I was just helping her with her make up, Jace. So back off. Clarissa, Clary, this is Jace, my adoptive brother." I looked him over. He had gorgeous blond/gold hair which seemed to shine like a halo in the current light, golden and luminous eyes and a clearly muscular body, which his outfit emphasized.

"Hi Blondie, don't call me tiny!" I hated it when people commented on my height and small figure. It's not because I'm barely 5 feet tall that everyone got to go patronizing me. I turned away from him and looked back at the party. I already had enough of it. "I like her, she's got spunk. I approve of your first friend here Izzy. See ya laters Tiny."

Izzy lead me over to three guys, two with the same ink black hair as Izzy, who I assumed were her brothers and another guy with black spiky hair and a lot of glitter all over him. The oldest brother seemed to have brilliant blue eyes, unlike his brother and sister who had dark eyes. "Clary, this is my little brother Max. And my big brother Alec and his boyfriend Magnus."

She indicated each when she spoke their names. I shook their hands and mumbled hello's. "She managed to piss Jace off." Isabelle mentioned with a huge smirk on her face. The rest of the party wasn't very eventful, I met Isabelle's parents, Maryse and Robert, who both had very dark hair. Maryse had Isabelle's dark eyes and Alec seemed to have inherited Robert's blue eyes. Soon after the party I crashed on my bed.

JPOV

I couldn't keep my eyes from trailing back to that spunky redhead I met earlier tonight. For some reason, I felt drawn to her. I met several other girls and I had flirted with each of them, they were gorgeous and would sure make for quite some entertainment if I had wished. Somehow each moment I wasn't busy trying to keep myself occupied, my eyes wondered and so did my mind.

What the hell? Jace Wayland did not get hung up on a girl, especially not one that looked so pure. Jace Wayland only did hook ups, couple days tops. "Jace? What are you looking at?" Alec's voice seemed awful close. I turned my head to find him standing near me. "Alec, there are some very fine women out there. I feel it's my duty to check em all out."

In truth, I hadn't really been checking any of them out since that redhead. I spotted her near the door telling her parents something and then leaving the house. "Jace? Really dude am I going to have to repeat myself all the time?" "No Alec, maybe you should take the hint that I don't exactly want to talk right now. I'm going for a walk!" I didn't even pauze to see the shocked expression on Alec's face or Magnus' disapproving look when I left.

As soon as I got outside I looked around to see where the redhead went to. I just spotted red hair disappearing into the building across the street. So she lived nearby, that's intresting. I considered ringing her doorbell, but really that is so not something I would do. So I ended up walking around to our backyard and climbed a tree. I wonder if she'll go to the same school we'll be going to.