This is my first TMI fanfic. I don't know who I love more Jace or Magnus. I realize that this might be slightly OOC, but it's AU, so the people probably wouldn't act the way that they do if they were in a different situation. The major OOC shall be Jonathan, because he's a good guy.

I hope you all enjoy it! :)

Clary was sitting in the back of a red shiny Camaro, wedged between Isabelle Lightwood and her adoptive brother, Jace Wayland. Her brother Jonathan, and friend, Sebastian, were in the front. Jon was driving. They were on their way to her family's summer home in Idris.

She took this time of amazingly uncomfortable silence to assess her situation. Most of it was pretty okay. Isabelle, her best girlfriend, was coming. Isabelle was drop-dead gorgeous, with long, straight, black hair, dark brown, almost black eyes, a curvy body, and a nice attitude once people got through the barrier of bitchiness.

Then there was Jon. She had barely had time to be with her brother that school year. Everything had been hectic and busy, she was just glad that everything was calming down enough for her to spend some time with him in the summer before her junior year at school. He was a large guy, all muscles. It was probably due to the various sports that he played during the year, including football and wrestling. He had silvery blond hair, black eyes, and tanned skin. He looked at her through the rearview mirror, and smirked a mischievous smile that Clary was all too used to.

Sebastian was a nice guy. He was shy, sweet, and kind. Not to mention his messy black hair, muscular arms, kind brown eyes, and cute smile, made Clary blush slightly. What could she say? He was cute. She was pretty happy to be hanging out with him. It was just too bad he had a girlfriend.

Now, getting down to her downside of the entire situation: the person sitting on her right, idly playing with a strand of her curly red hair. Jace Wayland was the single most annoying, perverted jerk to ever grace the planet. Okay, maybe she was being a bit overdramatic, but she rarely met people she'd like to deck more than him. The problem was he was hard to stay mad at...that and he was freaking hot. He had a head full of curly golden blond hair, golden tan skin, and wide gold-brown eyes that girls swoon over.

He always had a smartass remark waiting for her no matter what, and the nicknames that he had regarding her height and hair color were boarder line ridiculous. Sadly, despite his jerkiness, he tended to make her blush even more than Sebastian. Her cheeks flushing was easy to see because of her pale skin. Everyone else in the car looked like they belong on a beach, she looked like she should sign up for the role of the leprechaun at the next St Patrick's day play. With her height it wouldn't be that much of a stretch.

"So, Clary," Izzy said, snapping Clary out of her pondering. She flinched and slapped Jace's hand away from her red curl. Ignoring the pouting look on his face, she turned and looked at Isabelle. "You're going to let me set you up with at least one guy this year, right?" she asked.

"Isabelle!" Clary whined, her face flushing as she tried to lean away from her friend, but only got so far until her shoulder hit Jace's arm.

"Can we please not talk about setting my sister up with someone with my poor ears in the car?" Jonathan demanded. "I mean, really, why didn't you two ride with Alec and Magnus, or Simon, Jordan, and Maia?"

"Because Clary was itching for a reason to sit next to me without having to come up with an excuse," Jace snorted to his friend, causing Sebastian and Isabelle to snicker, and Jon to look at him sharply through the rearview mirror for a moment.

"Seeing as how I live with you," Clary said dryly, "it seemed like the most convenient ride. And who wants to ride with Alec and Magnus? It's worse than watching Jace look at his reflection. They're so lovey dovey that it's disgusting."

Everyone but Jace snorted at her jibe, and Clary mentally patted herself on the back.

"That was hurtful, Red," Jace said. "I thought we were past low blows."

"I'm sorry, Jacey," Clary said, batting her eyelashes sarcastically. "Would you like me to kiss it better?"

"Sure thing Clare-Bear," Jace said, his tone mock gushy. "Land one right here!" he pointed to his lips.

Clary was almost disappointed that he was joking...almost. As cute as he was, he was still Jace.

"Ugh!" Jon exclaimed. "That's my sister, Herondale! And please, I'm right here!"

Clary felt a small giggle bubble at her lips, and couldn't help but smile at Jace. "Good one," she commented.

"I try," Jace sighed, crossing his muscular arms behind his head, and leaning against the seat completely.

She had never been to the house, so when they pulled on to the property, she gasped, and leaned forward from her seat in the middle of two much taller people. This wasn't a house, it was a freaking mansion.

There seemed to be three stories. The wood of the house probably used to be painted white, but had faded with age. The yard was huge, expanding from the road, all the way to the forest, which encircled the back and sides of the yard. All of it was lush green grass, it seemed to be freshly cut, and well kept.

Clary's mother had paid a few people to go around and do most of the work out in the yard a week or so ago so that they would be set to go. Jon followed the gravel pathway slowly to the small parking area maybe ten yards from the large wooden porch. Clary could imagine an old couple sitting on rocking chairs there, sipping on iced tea and watching the sunset.

As soon as Jon turned off the car, Jace opened the door and jumped out. Clary inched out behind him, and he closed it behind her as she looked up at the house in wonder. There had to have been twenty windows showing on the front, which meant that there were almost that many on just the front half of the house.

She heard the sound two more car engines behind her, and turned around. A small blue Honda parked beside the Camaro, and beside the Civic came a sleek silver Porsche. Jordan, a tall, muscular, and tanned guy stepped out of the driver's seat of the Honda, and Maia, a tall and muscular girl with braided hair, and tanned skin stepped out of the passenger's seat. Simon, the thin and gangly nerd, stepped out of the back. He had messy brown hair, lightly tanned skin, and deep brown eyes that were hidden behind a pair of glasses.

The Porsche held Magnus, a tall, thin, and colorful man, who looked to be of some kind of Asian descent. His hair was spiked, and loaded down the glitter. Alec Lightwood, Magnus' boyfriend, stepped out of the passenger's seat. He was tall, and had a slim muscular build on him. He had black hair, blue eyes, and lightly tanned skin. He was wearing his normal dark colors, and had his normal brooding expression on.

All of them looked up at the house in appreciation. "Dang, Jon, you never mentioned this place," Jordan said, taring his eyes off the home to look at her brother. "Doesn't exactly match with your other house, you know?"

"Clary and I came here last time when she was two and I was three," Jon explained. "I couldn't really remember anything about this place."

"This just might be more impressive than my reflection," Jace said, casting Clary a sideways smirk as everyone else, even the ones who didn't get the inside joke, snorted.

"Come on," Jon said, jingling the keys in front of Simon's awestruck face. "Let's take a look around inside. There's enough space for everyone to have there own space. I refuse to have sickening nightmares because I find more than one person walking out of a room."

Clary snorted, "You mean like that time I caught Cam-"

"Not now, Clary," Jon cut her off hastily.

"Nah, Jon," Jace said, walking up behind her and wrapping an arm around her shoulders, a crooked smirk that probably only he could pull off was twitching on his lips. "I wanna know what she has to say. It sounds kinda interesting."

Clary felt her cheeks flare lightly, and she stepped out of Jace's grip. Jon was glaring at Jace darkly, but couldn't hold the look long enough to have any effect. Her brother ended up cracking a smile, and said, "Come on, let's see what Clary and I don't remember."

Soooo...how was it? Hopefully not too bad! Do you think you'd be interested in me continuing?