Chapter 1

3 years later

Sitting at the dinner table, I dunked my fork into a huge blob of cheese casserole and then I chewed.

I looked over at mom and Valentine who were in conversation about work and the weekend

and then...I looked at him.

I watched as my hot, sexy stepbrother flipped his strands of hair away from his glistening eyes

and the muscles of his mouth slowly chewing the casserole, his perfectly lined cheekbones

rising as he swallowed.

As I watched him I barely noticed the fork slipping out of my hand 'till I heard it clang on the

floor.

Blinking, I then looked down and closed my eyes and huffed, "Shit..."

"I'll get it."

I looked over at Jace surprised as he bended down then reached out for the fork and held it in

front of me with smug look on his face.

I looked over at mom and Valentine who were still in deep in conversation and I frowned then

looked back at Jace.

He raised an eyebrow and I felt myself flush then slowly I took the fork from his hand and felt

his fingers brush lightly against my knuckles which caused a shiver to run down my spine.

As my breath stuttered I quickly looked away from him then back down at my plate.

"Thank you..." It was so quiet it almost came in a whisper.

I could hear him smile as he put a hand on my back and gently stroked it.

"Don't worry."

As his hand made a circle on my spine I stared down at my plate with the fork shaking in my

shivering hand as I then felt his hand slowly travel down my back and now gripping my waist.

I gasped then looked over at him and he looked back at me with that golden smolder of his.

Flustered, I tried to say his name but I was frozen...I quickly looked back down at my plate

then back at mom who still chattered on.

As Jace's hand which was gripping my waist softened it then slowly stroked down to my

stomach and then my thigh until it reached...

My heart stopped when I felt the warm flesh of his fingers wrap around the strap of my blue

lace panties and as he they then began began to enter the fabric where my slick sex stayed

awaiting his touch and oh the throbbing was back.

"JJace"

"Shhh"

As he leaned in I felt his warm lips softly kissing the nape of my neck.

My mouth opened as a moan tried to find its way through but I quickly bit down on my lip and

held it in as I looked over at mom and Valentine in panic.

"JJace...

what are you?

Mom and Valentine are right thereah."

He groaned, "They're not even looking."

He was right, they were still talking...how are they not realising what's happening? He wasn't

exactly being discreet.

As his dug deeper into my neck I heard him whisper my name as my head slowly laid back

and hard rapid breathing emerged from my mouth.

His index finger had now found it's way into my sex and I bit down on my lip, closing my eyes

hard.

Don't scream, just keep it in. Hang in there!

Oh no his finger above myI

whimpered, "Jace"

His tongue then seductively licked all the way up to my neck til his mouth reached my ear and

I could feel his warm breath breathing down my neck causing the hairs on it to prickle.

Oh dear God, please.

Grabbing the sides of my, I felt him biting my earlobe he then whispered, "Wake up, Clary."

And finally his index finger reflexed against it and just like that I moaned to the ceilings as I felt

myself be released.

Gasping, my eyes flew wide open as I sat up on my bed completely flustered with my bed hair

plastered to my sweaty head and shoulders.

The 5th night now I've dreamt that dream...that beautiful tutoring dream.

I heard my mom yell from the downstairs kitchen, "Clary! You awake?!"

Trying to catch my breath I slowly closed my eyes and gulped, "Yeah!"

"Okay, well hurry up babe!"

Sighing I leaned my head against the cool wall as I felt the warm sweat run down my neck to

in between my breasts. I licked over my dry lips and rubbed my eyes when I leaned forward

and pulled my sheet off my bed and was greeted by the small wet patch in both my bed and

my pajama bottoms.

Damn it, not again.

After changing the sheets again and putting the used ones in the purple basket in my room I

heard Iphone ring its annoying ping and I unplugged it from its charger on my nightstand and

read the message.

It was from my best friend Isabelle, trust her to wake up at freaking 7:00 AM in the morning.

Izzy:

Hey babe! Pick u up at 8, K?

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Clary:

K, XOXO

Throwing my phone onto the bed I then groaned in exhaustion as I leaned against the door

and stared at my bed.

What I wouldn't do to share it with him...

I blinked to my own surprise. What the hell is wrong with me? He's my brother, my step

brother! There could never be anything else, no way no how.

Trying to shake the thought out of my head I then opened my bedroom door and headed

towards the bathroom.

Walking down the upstairs corridor I could hear mom and Valentine downstairs talking, the

smell of burnt bacon made my nose twitch. I looked over at the wall a saw a picture frame of

mom and Valentine's wedding. That was a fun day, they decides to get married outside at the

church garden but it began to rain and even though mom's hair and dress went dump and

Valentine's suit wrinkled they just laughed at it and decided to get married there anyway, they

were in the paper for a week for known as the It's raining newlyweds.

In the picture Valentine was holding mom, looking at her lovingly whilst Jace and I stood in

front in them with our little childish grins. Jace had an arm around me and Valentine had

asked if I was feeling sick cos my face had gone red, I said it was probably just because of

the rain...

Distracted by the memory I felt myself bump right into someone as I let out an 'Oof' sound.

Shaking my head then looking up I flushed when I came face to face with Jace who had just

come out of the bathroom.

He was shirtless in boxers and he still had his bed hair, he never really comned his hair (Not

that he needed to) the ruffy and messy wild dou suited him. Over the years that they lived

here, most weekends Jace and his dad would go out to the gym for 2 hours a day and by

looking at his hard muscle structure it was really paying off.

"Shit sorry, you okay Clare?"

My lips parted slightly and I simply nodded, "Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry I wasn't looking where I

was going."

He chuckled, "I kind of noticed."

Calm down Clary, just stay calm.

How can I when he's standing in front of me with that bare chest and those hypnotic eyes?

The silence between us was becoming a bit awkward then Jace broke it, "Well I gotta go get

dressed, uh," he then gestured towards the bathroom, "It's all yours."

I nodded looking down shyly, "Thanks."

I can barely look at him after that dream...Oh God, if he knew

Smiling slightly he then turned around headed towards his room and I stayed watching him.

After closing the door to the bathroom I felt my body temperature rise as I quickly turned on

the tap and splashed cold water over my face.

Laying my head back and taking in a deep breath then grabbed my toothbrush and

toothpaste.

Brushing my teeth I heard Valentine yell this time, "Jace! Don't forget about basketball

practice today!"

He yelled back, "Got it!"

Holding back my hair I then spat out my toothpaste into the tap then drank a cold glass of

water. Sighing in relief I then left the bathroom and as I shut the door I heard Jace's voice,

he'd forgotten to close his door.

"Cami, I wish I could, but I told you I got practice today."

Ugh, he was on the phone with Camille. Unbelievable, they started dating about 2 months

ago ever since she kissed him randomly after he won last years basketball game and became

captain of the team. It was the stereotypical high school relationship between caption of the

basketball team and the head cheerleader.

As much as I honestly hated the fake and trampy slut which was Jace's girlfriend...I did envy

her because she had something that I didn't, and she didn't even realise how lucky she was to

have it.

After buttoning my whitish grey jeans I looked into the long slender mirror hanging on the back

of my door and saw my short flat chested reflection and I huffed.

Even with my tight white tank top and cashmere grey scarf I was still as flat as a pancake.

I then rearranged my hair in front of the mirror and I was accustomed by the daily teenage

wild child in my reflection, all round face, green eyes and freckles.

Definitely not something he would go for...

What the hell is wrong with you?! You should think of him that way, stop it!

After giving up with with my curls I then checked the time on my phone. Shit! 7:56 already?!

Cursing under my breath I then quickly put my phone in my pocket and and grabbed my bag

then jolted down the stairs.

Reaching the kitchen where mom was and Valentine were sitting at the table chatting, I then

grabbed some bread.

My mom frowned, "Clary, you're gonna be late."

"Yeah, yeah I know, I'm leaving now."

I then grabbed a piece of slightly burnt bacon and wrapped it into my bread then quickly

kissed my mom on the cheek and waved at Valentine, "See ya!"

Valentine replied, "Have a good day, Kiddo!"

When I burst out the door and reached the front porch I came to a stop when I saw Jace

standing next to his motorbike untying the strap to his helmet. God, he was gorgeous.

Seeing me come down the steps he smiled and waved, "Hey!"

I gulped then shyly waved back, "Hi."

When I was only a couple of feet away from him he ran a hand through his golden and I

flushed. He was wearing the same jeans as yesterday with a boring old white shirt which was

slightly salvaged by his 'manly' brown leather jacket.

"You need a ride?"

Speechless I then looked at the road when I saw Isabelle's red mercedes show up and I

looked back at him and shook my head, "I'm good, thanks."

Looking behind him he then looked back at me and nodded, "K, see ya Clare."

Oh Jace...

Hearing Isabelle honk the horn to her car I jumped alp little then gave an awkward smile and

walked towards the car.

Just when I was about to open the car door I heard Jace yell my name and I turned around.

He was sitting on the seat of his book and he yelled over the engine, "You showing up for my

basketball practice later on?"

Oh crap...

Without knowing what to say I began to stutter, "Um, II

uh..."

His arched his eyebrows then shrugged "I mean, you don't have to."

Taken aback by his wondering gaze I heard Isabelle yell my name then I looked over at Jace

who wouldn't stop looking at me with that face..that god damn sexy face.

I sighed then smiled slightly, "Sure, I'll be there!"

Grinning he then put on his helmet, "You're the best, Clary!"

Yeah sure...

With that final word his engine roared as he drove away down the street and I sighed

watching him go.

You shouldn't be doing this...he's your brother

No he isn't!

It counts

No it doesn't, just shut up!

Hearing the horn of Isabelle's car again I jumped then looked into her window and saw her

lower her dark shades as she gave me a wry look, "Take your time, why don't you."

Giving her a small glare I then opened the car door and slid in shotgun.

Whilst driving down the road I turned around and frowned at the empty seats, "Where's Alec?"

"He woke up an hour early today, something about a breakfast club."

I blinked, "Breakfast club?"

Izzy smirked, "Yeah I didn't buy it either. He's been acting so weird lately, well more than

usual and always trying to find an excuse to get to school early. Even last week he had a cold

but he still said he wanted to go to school anyway."

As I thought of her words for a moment, realisation hit my face, "You think he might like

someone?"

She shrugged, "I don't know but he does then that's great! I mean he's never really dated

anyone ever and you know he's always been the shy kind of guy who doesn't really like to

'socialise' that much."

I felt a sneaky grin quirk up the sides of my mouth and I nodded, "Well I think it's nice. Alec's

sweet and super cute, it's good he's finally putting himself out there."

"Well at least someone is."

She muttered under her breath and I gave her a look.

"Iz, come on not this again."

"Yes this again. Fucking hell Clary you're a 16 year old virgin, it's time for you to put out and

start partying like a real teenager!"

I rolled my eyes, "Well excuse me, not all of us popped our cherry when we were 15."

"Yeah but at least I have a boyfriend." She served back and I sighed. Me, Isabelle and Simon

were best friends ever since 8th grade, the popular model figure, the dungeons and dragons

geek and the midget.

At first in our relationship it was kind of clear to see that Simon first had a crush on me but

that obviously stopped after Christmas last year when Izzy kissed Simon under the mistletoe

and they've been the cutest couple I've known ever since.

She huffed hastily, "Why don't you just find a guy, Clary?"

Because the one I want is the one I can never have...

Parking the car at the school parking lot, we both got out and Isabelle got out a hand mirror

and rosemary lip gloss from her bag and she applied the finishing touches to her makeup.

I flinched at the sun and blocked it with my hand, "Why do you have to keep applying that

stuff every 5 seconds?"

Pouting her lips at the mirror, Isabelle then looked over at me and raised her eyebrows, "Want

some?"

I chuckled, "Not even if you paid me a million dollars."

Smiling we then wrapped arms and walked towards the doors.

"Hey baby!" Izzy yelled and she spotted Simon and Alec talking near their lockers.

Seeing her, Simon smiled and she ran into his arms as he pushed her against his locker and

they began to make out maliciously.

Exchanging an uncomfortable look with Alec who was wearing a simple pair of black jeans

with a dark blue sweater which matched his eyes.

Pecking each others lips flirtingly Simon then looked other at me and smiled, "Hi."

I giggled and waved, "Hi."

Isabelle then looked over at her brother and punched his arm and he hissed.

"Ow! What the f"

"Breakfast club my ass, Alec. Why did you really wanna come in early?"

Rubbing his arm Alec then muttered under his breath, "Bitch..."

Her eyes widened and she screeched, "What was that?!'

"Nothing!"

I couldn't help but smile slightly.

Simon then sighed in exhaustion, "Guys, come on."

"Hey Clary."

Hearing the familiar voice I turned around and blinked in surprise.

"Oh, hey Jonathan."

He smiled slightly as he held out my Biology, "You left in class yesterday."

Shyly I took it then looked up at him and nodded, "Thanks."

He smiled again, he had a nice smile. In fact he had a nice everything. He was a good looking

guy and well built but he also had a rep. And not a very good one. He was transferred to this

school last year because he broke his teachers wrist in his last one. He was always getting

into fights and stealing dudes girlfriends not that I had any trouble with him.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Not realising Isabelle was standing next to me I looked over at Jonathan who grinned at her in

amusement, "Get over yourself barbie, I was talking to her not you."

Shit, before she started dating Simon, Isabelle and Jonathan had a little thing for about 3

weeks until he cheated on her with Aline Penhallow on her birthday, in her house.

Simon then joined in, "Look Jonathan, just get lost okay?"

Putting up his hands in defence he smirked, "Fine I'll go." He then looked at Simon eye to eye,

"You know I feel sorry for you Simon, having to put up with some spoilt brat who can't even

put out."

Isabelle glared at him, "Asshole."

He smiled and turned away, "Skank ass hoe."

Isabelle's teeth then gritted, "Oh are you fucking kidding me?!"

She was just about to lunge for him when both and Alec and Simon held her back, looking

back at her, Jonathan laughed shaking his head as he walked away.

"Iz! Cool it down!" Alec yelled as he grabbed his sister by the shoulders and held her still.

Pressing her lines together in a hard line she glared back at Jonathan then sighed and shook

her head as Simon hugged her.

I bit down on my lip watching her as I leaned against the lockers. Oh Iz.

Rubbing her shoulder Alec then appeared to be frowning at something behind me and shook

his head dismissively, "Well that's a sight for sore eyes."

Confused I turned around and what I saw made my stomach turn.

It was Jace who was leaning against the lockers with Camille leaning against him with her

arms wrapped around him and his hands around her waist as they were both locked in a

vigorous kiss.

My lips parted slightly as I saw Jace smile at her and when I heard her giggle I turned away.

"You going to Jace's basketball practice this morning?" Simon asked and I looked at him

blankly, "Why?"

"Cos he's your brother." Alec pointed out and I glared slightly.

"Stepbrother..."

Seeming a little surprised Alec, Izzy and Simon all stared at me and then I looked down,

"Maybe, I dunno."

As the bell rang I looked around as everyone began to head for their classes including Jace

who had his arm around Camille as they head towards the science lab.

Then we headed towards English.

As I gazed outside the window whilst chewing the end of my pencil all I could think about was

seeing them kiss in the hallway like that. That kind of kiss was the kiss a boy would give a girl

because of how beautiful he thought she was and lucky he thought he was. The kind of kiss a

girl would give to a boy to show off and to hope for something a little extra later. But it wasn't

the kind of kiss you gave to someone you loved, it was so far from that, nowhere near. Then

again that's coming from someone who has never had her first kiss and reads cheesy love

novels online everyday.

But mostly this is coming from someone who can't even look at the boy she loves in the eye

without almost having a heart attack from how beautiful he was, a girl who had her very first

orgasm when she was 13 because of him and a girl who has erotic dreams about him every

single night...the girl who fell for her own stepbrother.

Stupid girl.

"Clarissa?"

I snapped back into reality when I heard my English teacher call my name all the way from his

desk which he was sitting on. Surprised I looked around and everyone was staring at me

including Simon who frowned in confusion.

Shit

I licked over my dry lips and sighed, "Um ssorry

Mr Bane."

Magnus Bane who taught us English transferred to our high school about 3 months ago

Indonesia. He was quite young really, only 25 years old and God was he hot. We had more

girls in this class than boys, coincidence? I think not. The thing about him was that he was so

hot that he didn't even need to try to show it.

He sat on his desk wearing simple black jeans and a plain white shirt with no tie and the

sleeves rolled up to the elbows.

He smirked slightly, "If you're done with your daydreaming, could you give me answer,

please?"

I raised my eyebrows and pouted my lips awkwardly, "Uh..."

Chuckling he then repeated it, "Why do you think the Woman in Black is in so much agony?"

I thought for a moment, "Because of her son. Since she was too unfit to take care of him she

had to watch her sister raise him for her and then after watching him die when no one tried to

save him. She's in agony because she wants something she knows she can never have."

How I know the feeling...

Nodding he smiled, "Perfect."

As the bell rang everyone stood up and began to put on their jackets and grab their bags. Mr

Bane stood up, "Okay guys, remember I want a 2000 word review on this book on my desk by

tomorrow, anybody who does not do so will get a detention."

And with that final word he began to pack papers into his briefcase.

Walking out of the classroom Simon grabbed my arm and whispered, "What was that all

about?"

I bit down on my lip then shrugged, "Nothing, I was just tired."

Seeming not to have bought that excuse he looked at me with somewhat concern and then

his attention drew to a group of girls who were screeching.

"Come on, Jace's game is about to start!"

"He's so hot!"

Shit! Jace's basketball practice!

I then shrugged off Simon's hand and ran threw the crowd down the hallway and to the doors

of the gym. Trying to squeeze threw a pack of screaming teenage girls I felt Simon behind me

teying to push them apart. Finally reaching the front I steadid myself then got up on my tiptoes

til I finally spotted Jace on the court who was dribbling the ball to avoid another player.

Simon yelled over all the screams, "Where's Camille?!"

I blinked then looked around but I couldn't see her.

Some girlfriend...

When Jace finalky threw the ball into the hoop all the girls began to jump and scream stuff

like,

GO JACE

YOU'RE THE BEST

I LOVE YOU

And yada dada dada.

Seeing his fans Jace smirked as he flipped his sweaty hairs away from his eyes and then

gave them a flirtiscious wave and the screams got louder.

Seeing him like this, that cold sneaky smirk, running his hand threw his wet hair constantly all

that hot sweat running down his body making his slight tan glisten, I felt something in my

chest tighten.

I then gasped when some girl accidently spilled her drink on my shirt and it went orange,

"Shit!"

The girl was Maia Roberts who I sat next to in History. Her jaw dropped and she looked at me

sympathetically, "Holy shit, Clary I'm so so sorry!"

"You okay?" Simon yelles and I sighed.

"Yeah I'm fine!"

Maia apologised again, "Are you sure?!"

I shook my head and smiled, "Yeah don't worrt about it, I hated this top anyway!"

She bit down on her lip and I looked over at Simon, "I'm just gonna go clean up, I'll be back in

a sec!"

Simon nodded then I turned around and once again squeezed my way out of the crowd and

when I finalky reached the end which led to the corridor I tripped over onto my knees then I

sighed and got back up.

Reaching the girls bathroom I opened the door then walked in, it seemed empty. Walking

towards the sinks I turned on one of the taps and began to wipe my shirt, shit orange soda.

Scrubbing I then blinked when I heard giggling and I turned around a gucci bag hanging

outside one of the bathroom stalls. Frowning I listened more carefully then I heard a grunt...a

male grunt. My jaw dropped when I realised what was going on in there. The giggling, the

moaning, the rapid breathing and the constant knocking...

Holy shit! This is awkward, have they never heard of bedrooms?

Turning off the tap I quickly knelt down to pick up my bag and my heart stopped when I heard

the door open.

I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes cursing under my breath.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit."

I then slowly stood up and when I saw the two people standing behind me int he reflection of

the bathroom mirror my jaw dropped.

Jonathan and...Camille?!

Okay so there it is guys, sort it's a bit cheesy and boring

I promise I'll try to update soon!

Please review yall!

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