A/N: Hi guys! So this is my first ever fanfic! I have no idea what I'm doing so I hope it's okay. So I've added a new adopted sibling to the lightwood clan! Her name is Alessandra Aldaine and she's 16 years old. Izzy is 16, Jace 17 and Alec 18. I'm sorry but I didn't write max into it because it's too sad for me to do! Sorrrryyy but anyway hope you guys like it :) And of course all characters belong to Cassandra Clare! Except Alessandra...

I awoke to the sounds of Isabelle and Jace having a full on screaming contest about something to do with orange juice and white denim. Same old, same old. I picked up my silver iPhone 5s and scrolled through my newsfeed for a lot longer than I planned. Its not my fault though, Fb is way too addicting for anyone to get anything done. Just as I was about to get up I got a message from the schools notorious bad boy, Raphael Santiago.

Hey Ally come to mine after school ;)

Got plans ;(

I lied.

Sighing loudly I noticed the time, 7:45. School starts in half an hour. Damn. I trekked from my amazingly comfy double bed and made my way into Izzy and my combined bathroom. Yes we shared a bathroom and yes its characteristically messy. Lucky me! Unlike like Izzy, I actually like having things somewhat neat and organized. Others would have you believe otherwise. And of course I share the blame for having the messy bathroom alongside Izzy. I swear to god Isabelle is the definition of mess.

So anyway, our bathroom is pretty big with a nice shower and a separate, massive and luxurious bathtub (my favorite place on earth!) And of course theres a toilet, double sinks, and a massive, wide mirror above the sinks. It would be a beautiful bathroom if Isabelle could learn to put things away. Seriously, I look like I'm walking across a rocky terrain to avoid Izzy clothes getting to the shower, not to mention the enormous amount of makeup and beauty products scattered across the bench. I quickly make sure both doors are locked and strip off trying hard to make sure I don't mix my clothes up with Isabelle's, not that it would matter, she likes to steal my clothes anyway. While I'm washing the conditioner out of my long, wavy, dark brown hair, I'm interrupted by a persistent Isabelle banging on her door to the bathroom.

"Dude! Ally you need to hurry up!", she yelled over the rushing shower water. "I have a major orange juice situation going on and I need to change my jeans!"

"Why do you need to come in here then?!" I asked. "Don't you keep your clothes in your wardrobe? I teased knowing very well the jeans she was looking for were amongst her other clothes on the bathroom floor.

"There on the floor!" She yelled as I got out of the shower and wrapped a big, fluffy towel around myself and unlocked the door. She immediately barged in and franticly searched around the hovel that was our bathroom floor.

"Yes!" She squealed in delight and ran into her bedroom. Laughing quietly I made my way back into my bedroom and entered my walk-in-wardrobe searching for something to wear. Because it's winter, I decided on black, high-waisted skinny jeans, a plain, white t-shirt, my white low top converse and my navy blue drawstring jacket. Chucking my books into my bag, I made my way back into the bathroom to suss out my hair and makeup and not surprisingly ran into Iz.

"Oh my gosh! I've taught you so well!" She squealed while hugging me tightly with a massive smile on her face that only shopping or anything beauty related could bring out. "You look amazing!"

"Well its hard to go wrong after threw out all the clothes in my closet that you didn't like and only left the ones that you deemed as 'socially acceptable', when you think about it, theres not much I could do to disappoint you." I muttered sarcastically.

"Ha ha", she rolled her eyes turning back to her eyeliner. "You'll thank me one day."

I turned to my own appearance in the mirror. I had a 'well proportioned' face as Maia would say, with high, defined cheekbones, pretty good teeth, olive skin, a button nose and big blue/green eyes outfitted with long black eyelashes and winged eyebrows. I'm not complaining, but I'm definitely not caught up in my looks like Izzy and Jace are, most days I don't even wear makeup. But seriously, If I hear Jace boasting about his 'golden' and 'stunningly attractive' looks one more time, I might have to kill him. Being that my mum were born in Italy, I was blessed with some pretty nice hair too. It's thick but not too thick, wavy and long, reaching about midway down my back.

I decided to leave it out today and just line my eyes and apply mascara. Just at that moment a very annoyed Alec and an amused Jace came through the door.

"Mornin' beauteous women", Jace smirked and took a bow whilst throwing me a wink. "How art thee?"

I shook my head, "I don't get it, is the shakespearean mumbo jumbo meant to make you appear smarter?.." At his fake hurt expression I quickly added, "Cooler? Its definitely cooler… seriously whats the deal?" I asked slightly annoyed. "Its been a week now."

"How dare you?! I am hurt!" He grasped his chest like I'd stabbed him.

I rolled my eyes and continued to to my mascara while Isabelle was laughing softly to herself, still concentrating on her makeup.

"Are you girls serious?!" Alex exclaimed, looking like he was about to burst. "School starts in 10 minutes! If your not in the car in 2 minutes we're leaving without you."

Isabelle squealed in frustration, "Im not ready yet Alec!"

I ran into my room to grab my bag and began to head downstairs, I could hear Jace trying to coax Izzy out of the bathroom.

"Come on Iz! You look gorgeous as always, lets just go please!" Jace sighed in frustration.

In less than 20 seconds I was down stairs, out the door and joining Alec in the car.

Alec and I did our handshake that we invented like 4 years ago when we thought we were cool. We weren't. I love Alec. He's a really amazing brother and I really want the best for him. He's not going through such an easy time at the moment, being gay and all. Of course Jace, Iz and I all know but Alec and Isabelle's parents, Robert and Maryse either don't know or chose to ignore it. Anyway its been really hard on Alec and my heart goes out to him. Me and Jace aren't technically related to the Lightwoods or each other but we've lived together for about 5 years now. Jace's parents were killed when he was ten and he's lived with the lightwoods ever since. My dad died from cancer when I was five and my mother killed herself when I was 11. I moved in with the lightwoods straight away as our parents were really good friends when they were growing up and I'lll be forever grateful to them.

Jace and Izzy piled into the car and we took off to school talking about random things, most of these involved my not-so-graceful fall down the stairs yesterday, which by the way was so not funny.

We arrived at school two minutes before the bell and had to search around for a car park because most of them were occupied.

"See this wouldn't have happened if you weren't so late all the time Izzy!" Alec grumbled.

We finally found a park and all stared down the hell that was high school.