So this is the second chapter. I hope everyone liked the first one. Anyway, this is still the party scene and there is some drama :) involves some minor Jessa, some Clace, Sideon and some bad Mordan. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do know own the 'The Infernal Devices' or 'The Mortal Instruments'. The characters belong to Miss Cassandra Clare.
Chapter 2
The Party
"You ready to do this?" Cecily asked Sophie, giving her hand a quick squeeze. They had gotten changed at Sophie's house. Cecily had picked out Sophie's outfit for her. She was wearing a long black pencil skirt with gold geometric stripes, with a black, sleeveless crop top with a cut out at the front and black peep toe heels with gold metal plates on. Cecily had dressed herself in a blue knee-length dress that had a sweetheart cut out at the top, along with black peep toe shoes with silver diamantes.
"I think so," Sophie smiled. She requested not to have her hair pulled back, so that she could at least try and hide her scar. Her hair was swept to the left side so that most of her hair was covering the side of the scar. She just told herself to keep her head down.
They exited the car and knocked on Izzy's door. Izzy swung the door open and already it was bustling with people from school. Cecily could see Clary talking to some tall, brown haired girl. They could see Jordan and Maia dancing together to the sound of music. Jace and Alec were having a drinking contest along with her brother. Cecily scowled; she didn't like it when her brother drank – but she couldn't stop him.
"Cecily! Sophie! Glad you two could make it, c'mon in!" Izzy yelled over the music, and gestured for them to come in.
Cecily took a light hold on Izzy's arm, leaned into her and muttered, "I need to tell you something," in her ear. She looked back at Sophie, who looked back with a worried expression. The three girls walked upstairs into Izzy's – messy – bedroom.
"What's up?" she asked when the door closed.
Cecily again looked to Sophie, but she had her head down in shame. "I need you to do something for us," she started. Izzy nodded for her to continue. "If anyone points at Sophie or even talks about her behind her back, could you tell them to, just, back off?" she asked.
Izzy couldn't help but be confused, "Why?" she asked.
Sophie just looked up and pulled her hair back to reveal her scar. Izzy's hand shot to her mouth in shock.
"Sophie, oh my God. What happened?" she asked, reaching out to hug her friend.
"Mark did it to her," Cecily replied with a small voice. "He didn't want anyone else to have her."
"That mother fucker!" Izzy cried, "I'm going to kill him!"
"Please don't," Sophie whispered into her shoulder, "I don't want to cause anything, and I just want to forget."
"How can you forget something like this?" Izzy exclaimed.
"I just want to have a good time. Please, Izzy. I know it's there and it will always be there, but please. I just need to live with it. It happened weeks ago," she said.
Izzy sighed, before looking back at her friend. "Alright, only if you're sure," she said. Sophie nodded. "Okay, then. If I hear anyone saying something bad about you, I'll kick there ass into next year!"
Clary was standing in the hallway with Tessa. Tessa only really knew Clary; she had just met Isabelle, Maia and Jordan. To be honest, Tessa didn't really want to be there; she was worried about when her brother would be coming home.
"Tessa, are you okay?" Clary asked, taking a sip of her drink. Clary never liked to drink, so she was just drinking either grape soda or coca cola.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied. Clary waved this off.
"Why don't I introduce you to more people? Oh! Let me introduce you to Simon, he should be around here," she said, pulling Tessa alongside her.
Simon was stood in the kitchen with Jordan and Maia, whom Tessa had already met.
"Simon!" Clary cried, giving her friend a huge bear hug. "Simon, I want you to meet my cousin, Tessa Gray. Tessa, this is my best friend and neighbour, Simon Lewis."
"It's nice to meet you," Tessa said, shaking his hand.
"Likewise," he replied, "Clary told me you would be moving here. How do you like it so far?" he asked.
"It's pretty good. I got here this morning with my brother," she replied.
"Ah, cool. So will you be attending St. Xavier?"
"Yes, do you go there?"
"Yeah, it's the only local High School. I think you'll like it there, it can be fun at times."
Tessa nodded. Izzy came into the kitchen with Cecily and Sophie. Isabelle whispered something in Clary's ear, and her eyes widened. She quickly looked to Sophie, and Tessa couldn't help but gasp at her face. Izzy gave her a quick look that said 'don't go there'.
Tessa felt out of place, and knew this was something between friends she quickly left the kitchen and went outside the back.
The Lightwoods had a huge house, along with a huge back yard. It was filled with little lights along the fences and around the bushes and trees. Tessa admired this and thought they looked really beautiful. She noticed there was no one around and the pool was lifeless. She sat down on the swinging bench in the corner and closed her eyes. She took in deep breathes and thought of her Aunt. When Tessa felt out of place, not at home or just alone she would think of her Aunt and she would be happy again. Sad, but happy.
"Mind if I join you?" a voice asked. Tessa's eyes flew open and rested on a young boy with silver hair. His eyes looked almost black in the darkness. He was wearing cropped blue jeans, white converses and a plain light grey t-shirt that made his hair look even more silver.
Tessa nodded weakly and he sat down next to her. She looked down at his cup, hoping he wasn't a drunken mess. It was a dark colour; must be coca cola, she thought, at least he's not drunk.
"My name's James but everyone calls me Jem. I've never seen you around here before," he said.
"No, I just moved here. I'm Theresa Gray, but my family calls be Tessa," she replied.
Jem held out his hand for her to shake. "Tessa? Not Clary's cousin, Tessa?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
"That's me," she said with a smile. She thought he seemed nice.
"Well it's lovely to meet you Tessa. Do you mind if I ask what you're doing out here all alone?" he asked.
Tessa looked down at her hands. "Just getting some air, I guess."
"You haven't been drinking have you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Oh no, not me. I'm not much of a drinker," she replied with a shaky laugh. The only reason Tessa didn't like drinking is because she didn't want to turn out like her brother.
"Neither am I," he replied. At that, Tessa felt comfortable around Jem. He was being honest about himself.
"So," he continued, "You're going to St. Xavier?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered, "that's where you go, right?"
"Yes, we all do; everyone here. What are your major studies?" he asked.
"Erm, Home Ec. and Theatre."
"Ha, I'm doing Theatre next year, we could be in the same class together," he laughed.
"Oh cool, I don't think Clary's doing Theatre, at least I'll know someone-," Tessa was cut off when she could hear yelling coming from the house.
"I said get out! This party is off limits to the likes of you!" Izzy yelled at the Murphy King Football team, home of the Automatons.
"Now c'mon, we just want some fun!" smirked Meliorn, the other Football players behind him laughed too. Clary recognised a few of them from their last game; Pangborn, Raphael, Blackwell, Aleric and Lambert; all of them looked like big bulls getting ready to charge. They were quite intimidating.
Jace, Alec, Jordan, Will and Jem appeared from the living room. Jace and Will began to stumble a bit. Tessa went and stood next to Clary.
"Clary, what's going on?" she asked wide-eyed.
"Murphy King decided to show up and crash the party," she said with disgust. She hated Murphy King because they had the bitchiest cheerleaders.
"Who are Murphy King?" she asked.
"They're our rival High School. These guys are on the Football team, the Automatons. The Shadowhunters have played against them and had many victories so they hate us. We've got another game at the end of September against them."
"But why did they come here? What are they willing to get out of this?"
"Well, that guy at the front?" Clary pointed to a big burly looking guy with dark hair at the front, "That's Meliorn. He and Isabelle used to date and now they hate each other."
Tessa nodded. She wasn't one for drama.
"You're not welcome here, now get out!" yelled Alec, walking next to Isabelle to back up her up. The other team mates stood behind him, folding their arms. Jem stood at the back and gave Tessa an apologetic look.
"What you gonna do, Shadowhunter? Punch me?" Meliorn asked, looking around at his friend who snickered.
"Oh I won't punch you. But I know someone who will," Alec replied, raising his eyebrows. "Take it, Isabelle."
Without even a second thought, Izzy raised her fist and collided it with Meliorn's face so hard there was a loud crack.
"You bitch!" yelled Pangborn, clutching his friend as he staggered back a bit.
"You heard my brother, now GET OUT!" she cried, clutching her fist. The other Shadowhunters were laughing that Merliorn was hurt.
The Automatons flipped the Shadowhunters off. "Screw you guys," Blackwell called, "We'll kick your ass next month!"
"Ass holes," slurred Jace. Clary looked at him and he was swaying towards her.
"Whoa, what the hell Jace," she cried. That was the first time she had ever spoken to him. He was about to pass out. She slung his arm around her shoulder and began for the stairs.
Maia approached Jordan by tapping him on the shoulder. "Everything alright, babe?" she asked, as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
He bent down to kiss her, "Yeah, everything's fine. We're going to kick ass in the Big Game in September!" he cried, and a bunch of holla's and cries were replied.
"I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back," she said in his ear. She kissed him on the cheek and headed upstairs.
Gabriel approached the door with his brother Gideon. Gabriel wore a burgundy Aztec shirt and dark blue skinny jeans. Gideon had thrown on navy skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt. He seriously wanted to go to bed.
"Do I really have to be here?" asked Gideon, as Gabriel was about to knock on the door. He just ignored him and knocked anyway.
A few seconds later, a drunken Will Herondale answered the door. "Ergh, Lightworm. What do you want?" he asked, his words slurred.
"I was invited by Alec, as I am also on the team," he replied.
Gideon raised his eyebrows. Will shrugged him off and said something in Welsh under his breath that neither Gabriel nor Gideon could understand. They entered the house and were immediately pounced on by Izzy.
"Gabriel! I haven't seen you in a long time," she cried, giving him a hug. A scrawny brown haired guy was standing behind her, along with a tall brown haired girl who looked awkward.
"Yeah, I know! I'm sorry about that," he replied, letting her go. He faced his brother, "Izzy, you remember my brother Gideon, right?" he asked.
"Yeah, how are you?" she asked, giving him a small hug.
"I'm good," he replied, "And you?"
"I'm great. Guys, this is Tessa Gray, Clary's cousin from New York," she said, gesturing to Tessa who gave them her hand.
"Hello," she greeted. They exchanged pleasantries when Cecily and Sophie came out from the kitchen. Cecily had her arm over Sophie shoulder for balance.
"Heeeeeeeeey," she said, oblivious of the two new comers. Sophie giggled.
She stopped and looked at the two new comers. One had tousled brown hair, sharp angular features with bright green eyes and a strong build. But the other one had sandy blonde hair, green eyes with a fleck of grey, broad shoulders and looked very, very strong. It was him that Sophie couldn't take her eyes off. When his gaze met hers, his face softened and she blushed because he caught her staring. He shook this off and went to shake her hand.
"Hi, erm, I'm Gideon, Gabriel's brother," he said with a large smile.
Sophie kept her head down to the side so her hair was falling on her left side. "I'm Sophie," she replied with a small voice.
All of a sudden, Cecily fell on her heels and accidently pulled Sophie's hair from her face, revealing her scar.
Sophie's widened her eyes and stared at Gideon. He was looking at her with the same expression. Tears started to form in her eyes and her hand shot up to her face, covering the scar.
"Sophie, I'm sorry," said Cecily, trying to hold her friend. She was looking around frantically and she could Gideon and Gabriel staring. Gabriel looked freaked out but Gideon was more...mesmerised.
"You're..." started Gideon, but a tear fell from Sophie's face and she ran upstairs.
"Sophie!" called Cecily. She looked back at the boys, "It's rude to stare!" she cried, and ran after her friend, calling her name all the way.
Gideon couldn't help but smile at the girl with brown hair and big brown eyes. She had perfect skin and nice full pink lips. He hadn't noticed the scar until she put her hand on it.
"C'mon, you," said Clary, hauling Jace into his room and plonking him on the bed.
She was about to leave when he caught her wrist, "I think I'm going to throw up," he said. She picked him up from the bed and carried him over to his bathroom where he threw up his stomach in the toilet.
Clary didn't know what to do, so she just stayed there. "Are you going to be okay?" she asked. To answer her question, he threw up again.
"Take that as a no," she muttered to herself.
After a moment, he backed away from the toilet and looked up at Clary for the first time. She was all red and green, and he liked it.
"I've seen you before," he whispered, glaring at her.
"My name's Clary," she said with a small laugh.
"Clary," he whispered. He liked the way it sounded on his tongue. "Clary, Clary, Clary," he whispered.
Clary blushed. She knew she should probably leave, but she didn't want to. There was something about his eyes that drew her to him.
"You a cheerleader?" he asked, pointing to her playfully from the floor.
"Yes," she replied, sitting on the edge of the bath. Jace's dark grey sweatshirt had wet splotches on, and his flies were down on his jeans.
"Man, I'm a mess," he said to no one in particular with a short laugh.
"You going to be okay on your own?" she asked, standing up straight.
"Wait you're not leaving me, are you?" Jace's eyes widened with slight fear.
Clary sighed, "You want me to stay?" she asked, folding her arms.
"Please. I would really like some company."
Clary sat down and stared at the golden boy. He gave her a smirk that almost made Clary swoon but she restrained herself.
She cleared her throat, "So how much have you had to drink?" she asked.
"Too much is the answer," he replied, running his hand through his hair.
Jace didn't know what to make of Clary. Most girls would take advantage of him when he was drunk. But even if he was drunk, he wouldn't go too far with them. Jace is still a virgin, believe it or not. But Clary wasn't like the other girls. Clary was different.
"You're something," he said, smirking. Clary passed this off as the drink talking. People don't acknowledge her like that.
"Sounds like it's time for you to go to bed," she said.
"Naaa, the nights still young!" he slurred, trying to stand but failed. Clary had to hold him again before he hit his head and knock himself out.
"Whoa there," she said with a shaky laugh. They were so close, his mouth close to hers but she was disgusted with the scent of alcohol.
Jace stared into Clary's eyes, "You're pretty," he said.
Clary blushed, "Okay, you're drunk. C'mon let's get you to bed."
"Ooh, yeah, let's go the bed," he smirked with a wink. Clary rolled her eyes and nearly threw him on the bed. Jace groaned and buried his head in the pillow.
Clary tucked him in, but as she turned to walk away he grabbed her wrist again.
"Will you stay with me?" he asked. Clary looked back in confusion and blushed. She didn't plan on coming to this party only to be sleeping in the same bed as another guy. But Jace's eyes were pleading, and Clary didn't know how she could say 'no'.
She weakly nodded. "I'll just go and borrow something from Izzy's room. I'll be back in a minute," she replied.
She slipped out to get some PJ's from Izzy's room. She opened the drawer and took out some white flannel shorts and a grey PJ top with a picture of Smurfette on looking naughty. Clary rolled her eyes again.
When she returned Jace was just sliding into bed. He had changed into PJ bottoms and nothing else. He was shirtless.
Clary blushed again, but she couldn't help but stare at his sculpted chest. It was like someone had chiselled his packs into his body. He wasn't disgustingly muscular, he was a little on the skinny side but he looked firm. All Clary wanted to do was run her hands up and down his firm muscles.
She headed to the bathroom to put on the PJ's. She looked in the mirror and saw that her hair was slightly ruffled. She straitened it out but it was still wavy. She took a deep breath; she was nervous about going out there. What had she gotten herself into? She just agreed to sleep in the same bed as Jace Wayland! What is wrong with her? She doesn't do this!
But she couldn't help herself. She was attracted to that sexy smirk of his, his rocking body and his shimmering gold eyes. They were so strange and so inviting.
She stepped out of the bathroom, but Jace was already on his side, quietly snoring and resting his head on his arm. His other arm lay lightly on his side. Clary turned the lights off and then climbed into bed, keeping a safe distance between them.
"Goodnight, Jace," she whispered into the air.
Jace mumbled in his sleep and automatically snuggled into Clary, bringing her into his arms so they were spooning, and nestling his head in the crook of her neck. Clary widened her eyes in shock, but it soon passed as she realised it was comforting. She liked being hugged like this.
Clary didn't have the best life; with her father being a constant drunk and used to abuse Clary when she was a child she had never felt completely safe. But here, in Jace's arms, she felt like nothing could hurt her.
"Maia!" yelled Jordan. Maia had been gone to the bathroom for a long time and she hadn't come back, so Jordan had gone to look for her. He had checked all the toilets but not the master bedrooms en suite. He twisted his way through the throngs of drunken bodies until he reached the master bedroom. Its furniture was all grown up, with dark furniture; a double four-post bed, a wardrobe, chest of drawers, two bed-side tables, a vanity table and a floor length mirror. He walked over to the bathroom and peered inside.
"Maia, you in here?" Nothing.
"Hey stud!" called a voice from behind. It was familiar, but it wasn't Maia.
She leaped onto him and planted a bruising kiss onto Jordan's lips. Jordan didn't know what to do other than push her off.
"Aline, what are you doing?" he cried, narrowing his eyebrows at her.
"Oh, c'mon. I've missed you so much Jordan. Don't you remember how we once were?" she asked, cooing over him.
Jordan does remember; he thought Aline was perfect for him but their personalities just clashed. He couldn't stand the constant make-out sessions (and she wasn't even good), and he hated it when she dragged him to go shopping. He also remembered the argument they had; Aline was flirting with other guys behind his back, and when he found out, she denied everything when he saw it with his own eyes!
"Aline, we're over. We've been over for months. I'm with Maia now, so you really need to back off," he said, taking her hands away from the back of his neck.
"Aw, Jordan. You miss me and you know it," she replied, trailing her finger along his chest.
"For God's sake, Aline." He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. When he wasn't looking, Aline slipped something into his drink.
"At least have a drink with me," she said, raising her own cup. "How about a toast? For my sake."
Jordan sighed, "Okay."
Their cups touched and Jordan downed the rest of his drink and cringed at the amount of alcohol. Aline, didn't take any of her drink; she just watched as Jordan started to doze.
"Whoa, what the hell-," he couldn't finish; Aline pushed him on the bed and climbed on top of him. Jordan could feel that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath her dress, and she was fumbling with the buttons of his jeans.
"Aline, stop!" he cried, and tried to push her off but his body went limb and his muscles couldn't move. "Did you drug me?" he asked in shock.
"Oh, it's only temporary, baby," she replied kissing his neck. She shimmied him out of his jeans and boxers and she lowered herself on top of him.
Jordan couldn't do anything to move at all. He started to wonder if the drug she had put in his drink was a muscle relaxer.
A gasp.
Jordan turned his head, his eyes still droopy but he could make out the figure in the doorway.
Maia was stood, tears filling her eyes and her mouth was wide open. Behind her were Aline's friends; Taylor and Ashley. They were wearing wide smirks on their faces. Jordan tried to shake Aline off him with all of his strength. She jumped off and started to giggle. Jordan quickly pulled up his pants, badly, and stumbled after Maia when she ran away crying.
"Maia, it's not what you think it is!"
"Sophie, please can we not do this again," said Cecily. She was standing outside Alec's en suite bathroom. Sophie had run to the bathroom crying when the Gabriel and Gideon were staring at her scar.
"Hey," said Gideon, coming up next to Cecily.
"What do you want?" she replied with disgust.
"Do you think I can just talk to her?" he asked, "I want to apologize."
Cecily looked at the door, and then back at him. "Okay, but good luck getting her out." She walked away, leaving Gideon outside the door alone.
He hesitated. What was he going to say to her? I'm sorry for what happened to you? He had only met the girl a mere 10 minutes ago and already he didn't make a good first impression.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Erm, Sophie?" he called.
"Who is it?" came a soft voice from the other side.
"It's Gideon. You know, from earlier. We met at the door."
The lock on the door turned and a brown eye appeared through the slip. Gideon smiled, "Hi, may I come in?" he asked.
Sophie's face didn't changed but she hid her face when she opened the door wider. Gideon walked in and Sophie took her recent position on the side of the bath. Her head was hanging low and her hair fell in front of her face.
Gideon crouched in front of her, "No," he said, "Don't hide your face."
Sophie sniffed, "Why shouldn't I? You saw it."
He took her face in her hands and brought it up to look at him; her eyes were shining and her nose was red. He thought she looked really cute.
"You shouldn't hide your face, because there isn't anything to hide," he whispered.
Sophie looked confused. "Do you not see it," she cried.
"No, I honestly don't. I hadn't noticed it when I first saw you," he said with a small smile. He never once stared at her scar, only into her eyes.
Sophie wore a blank expression, "What?"
"You heard," he whispered. He was still holding her face in his hands. He rubbed his thumb along the scar. "It's just a scar. It shouldn't stop you from being happy and it shouldn't make you ashamed. Whatever's happened to you it was either an accident or you were brave about something."
Sophie, narrowed her eyebrows before giving Gideon a small smile. "Who are you?" she whispered, and gave a small laugh.
Gideon laughed, "Someone who sees the real you."
Tessa was sat in the living room, getting to know the girls. Clary had bailed on her and the only one she really knew was Isabelle, who requested that she called her Izzy. She decided to get to know a little bit about Cecily as well.
"So, Tessa, will you be joining the cheerleading squad this year. All of us are," Cecily asked, taking a sip of her drink.
"Erm, I've never done cheerleading before. But I could give it a shot," she said.
"Cool, Izzy was the captain last year...so she'll probably be the captain again this year," she wiggled her eyes at Izzy, "She makes the best routines up. What classes are you-." She was interrupted when a tanned brown haired girl in a teal dress came running through the living room and headed for the front door.
Izzy caught her arm. "Maia, what is it?"
The crying girl had formed a crowd. Jem appeared next to Tessa and asked her what was going on. She didn't know anything. Alec, Gabriel, Simon and Will joined at their sides.
"Jordan he was," she choked, "Aline was," she couldn't get it out.
"Oh, God, I think I know," said Izzy. Alec and Simon went upstairs to find Jordan.
Gideon and Sophie returned. Sophie's hair was tucked behind her left ear, revealing her scar. The others stared at her, but didn't question. There was a bigger thing at hand; Jordan had cheated on Maia...with Aline.
"Maia, what happened?" cried Sophie, coming up beside her friend as Maia cried into her shoulder.
Alec and Simon returned down the stairs in a rush. "Jordan's passed out in Mom and Dad's room," said Alec, "Literally knocked out and his butt's hanging out."
"I'm really sorry, Maia," said Simon, stroking her back.
"What am I going to do?" she cried, "We live together. I can't see him again."
"You can stay here for the rest of the summer. Me and Cecily will go to your house one day and get some of your things, okay?"
"Okay," Maia choked.
Alec turned to the guys, "What do we do about Jordan?" he asked.
"We'll carry him out to your truck and we'll put him in his house. Then in the morning we can go back and confront him about this whole mess," said Will, setting down his cup and folding his arms. He magically turned completely sober.
"Good idea, he has some serious explaining to do in the morning," said Jem.
Tessa couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl as she cried into Cecily's arms; her mascara running down her face.
"Well this was an eventful night," muttered Izzy, sarcastically.
Well that was the next chapter - I hoped you liked it...anyway, if I can get 5 reviews, I'll post the 3rd chapter but not until I get 5 reviews :)
Anyway, I hope you liked it! Also, you can find Aline's outfit on my profile along with Jem's, Gideon's and Gabriel's if you want to know what they truly look like!
A question to ask: should I change it to M already? Or should I wait for later chapters to come?
Also, if you have an idea for the story, let me know and I will consider using it! See you next time!
-Caz :D
