So, I know I should be working on Meeting Alec Lightwood, but I really wanted to start this fan fiction before I exploded. So, this is NOT a Magnus X Clary thing, their just pretty much the main part of the story. But this IS an Alec/Magnus and Jace/Clary fan fiction. This idea came to me in 3rd period study hall, so here we are!
3rd Person POV:
They always believed that they were unnoticed by people. They thought they were always ignored and wasted mass. They never noticed those two people who were always staring at them from the corner of their eye. They convinced themselves they were outcasts, and those thoughts brought them together.
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Clary Fray was a fifteen year old girl, she was tossed aside her whole life by her father and older brother. Her mother had died when she was 13 from a car crash. She was depressed, but still felt pings of love for someone. She had bright flaming red hair and huge emerald eyes that have not been touched my make up once. She wore a simple T-Shirt and old ripped up jeans every day. Her shoes had became so small it hurt her feet to wear them so she cut the back out and continued to wear them. She was always told she was nothing special, until the day she finally believed it. And because of this, even though she was in love, she thought love couldn't happen for her. Because she believed she was worthless.
Magnus Bane was a sixteen year old boy, he's been beaten since he came out of his mothers whom. His mother had committed suicide when he was 10, and his father has blamed him for it every single day and beating. He had spiked jet black hair with rainbow streaks; he had curved eyes that looked like melted gold that have been covered in make up for years. He wore colourful tight shirts and skinny jeans that were bedazzled to where he could barley bend his knees. He only had two pairs of shoes, a pair of sneakers and some old British docks. His father didn't even have to say he was a waste of space, but he was told anyway, he was beaten everywhere but the places people could see. He had long scars up and down his back and on his legs. And because of this, even though he was in love, he thought love couldn't happen for him. Because he believed he was worthless.
They were in love, not with each other, but with the Lightwood brothers. The football celebrities of their old as hell school. And they hated that they loved them. But they couldn't help it, they were perfect.
Jace Lightwood was cocky and arrogant, but Clary could see though all of that. She saw the pain in his eyes. She saw everything that any other normal person couldn't. Because it was like she had these magical powers to understand people inside and out as soon as she saw them. But no one but Magnus knew that, because she was invisible.
Alec Lightwood was sweet and witty, but Magnus could sense more of his personality. He felt the regret, hurt, and low self esteem he had. He sensed more than anyone could. Because it was like he had these mystical powers to instantly feel the things others felt. But no one but Clary knew that, because he was despicable.
Worthless, invisible, stupid, pointless, invaluable, a waste. These are every word Clary and Magnus have lived by. And it won't stop for a long time.
So, should I continue this? 'Cause I really like this idea. As sick and twisted as that might be xD. Btw! I'm the 3,000th Mortal Instruments fan fiction! :D! Review? Favourite?