Chapter One: "The Real Magnus Bane"

Of The Real Me

Because I forget this on almost every chapter I post for a story: I own nothing! Everything belongs to the lovely Cassie Clare. The songs are owned by whoever wrote them (You get the idea)

Songs: Strut by Adam Lambert

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If one were to ask about Magnus Bane, they would tell you about his outgoing personality and what some may consider flirty. They would tell you about his crazy parties that go on until the early hours of the morning and the one night stands he has afterwards. They would tell you of his incredible style that never fails to leave people breathless.

Though all of this is a part of him, it's not entirely true. If you knew the real Magnus, you would know of his bad hair days, his dark days that he covers up with his cocky attitudes, and his dark past that has made him the beautifully strong man he is today.

No one knows this side of him; it's all hidden behind layers of makeup and his confident persona. All he needs is love. All he needs is someone who is there when he's down and there when he's not. He needs someone like Alexander Lightwood, though neither of them knows this... Yet.

I walk through the store trying to find the perfect outfit for the first day of my senior year, even though my outfits are always perfect. I will not be able to start the year off looking just mediocre. This is my last year in that hell hole and then I can graduate and go to NYU to study fashion design. Don't get me wrong, I have loved the experiences and the people but dealing with boring work and mean teachers is not for me.

I leave the store after I found the perfect outfit and walk down the street to my house. As I walk through the door, I hear moans and gasps coming from my uncles' room, so you know what that means: I'm blasting my music for the rest of the night.

I love my uncles, I really do, but they are the horniest people I know. I think it's more Uncle Adam since he's more outgoing than Uncle Brendon. I go to my room and plug my phone into the speakers and hit shuffle on my phone. I hum to Strut by Adam Lambert as I take my shower and start my nightly face care routine.

I finish everything quickly and lay my outfit out for school tomorrow before texting my friends to confirm where we'll meet in the morning before school. Ughh school I thought, but at least our school isn't homophobic, well except for that douche bag Jonathan. I let my mind focus on the song playing as I drift off to sleep.

I am rudely awakened by the unlawful sound of my despised alarm, abruptly ending my amazing dream of me actually meeting Alec Lightwood. Tessa always says that dreams are just our mind's way of telling us the future, but I highly doubt that this will happen anytime soon.

I shut my alarm off before climbing out of my bed and going to take a quick shower. After my relaxing shower, I get dressed and head downstairs to make coffee. I am not a morning person, so coffee is the only way for me to actually be a functioning human being before 12 o'clock. When I enter the kitchen I see my uncles' having a full blown make out session; I told ya they were horny.

"Whoa lovebirds, not in the kitchen. We have to eat in here," I say while grabbing a to-go cup. They break apart without an ounce of remorse and shrug before going back to it.

I roll my eyes before my shouting my goodbyes while walking out of the door to hear them shout back theirs. I climb into my car, a lovely mint green vintage sports car, and driving the short distance to school. I would have walked, but the platform shoes I'm wearing will not be forgiving if I do so.

I make it school relatively quickly and find my group of friends hanging out in the courtyard area. I have a very diverse group of friends, in terms of personalities. First you have Camille who is like my partner in crime when it comes to shopping or "ice bitch" as Will likes to call her. Next there's Ragnor who can only be described as uniquely Ragnor. Moving on is Tessa who is my music partner in crime and is a writing fanatic. Then there's Will, dear Will. He's brutally honest (which is very helpful in certain times) and is very loyal. Most people don't like him (cough- Camille-cough) because of his cocky, sarcastic persona. Last, but certainly not least, there's the lovely Jem. He's like the peace maker in our group and he isn't half bad on the violin.

I walk over and sit down next to them greeting everyone and talking about our schedules. Turns out I only one class with any of my friends and that was Music which I have with Tessa. I think this is the universe's way of saying I need to expand my group of friends. The ringing of the bell cuts our conversation off short and I head to my first period, English. The best part is that I have Mr. Starkweather for this class and he is the worst person to have. Between his monotone voice and the already boring class, I don't know how I'm going to stay up, especially if it's the day after a really fun weekend.

After stopping by my locker and depositing my extra notebooks, I made the short walk to the classroom. Of course all the seats in the front were filled, effectively ending all of my chances of staying up in the class, so I sat in a seat at the back. The desks were in pairs of twos, so the seat next to me was vacant seeing as I knew no one in the class.

As soon as the tardy bell rings, Mr. Starkweather walks through the door and sits his briefcase down on his desk.

"Good Morning students. My name is Mr. Starkweather and I am going to be your teacher for advanced English 12." Groaning could be heard all throughout the room as the students realized how boring this class will really be.

"Before we get started, it says on my roll that we will be having a new student joining us this year. His name is-" He's cut off by the door opening and gasp could be heard as the mysterious new student comes through the door.

I instantly felt the breath leave my lungs as none other than Alec Lightwood walked through the door in all of his gorgeous glory. I also realized that the only empty seat was right next to me. This sounds like the beginning to a very cliché love story, but I know I'm just kidding myself because Mr. Blue Eyes is unfortunately straight.

This year just got interesting …

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