Jace's mansion was huge. All the windows were wide open, music blasting through them. Colorful lights were everywhere and I could swear that I heard some water splashed, supposedly there was a pool. As I walked in, I was welcomed by madness. Everybody was laughing, dancing, playing games. And of course, there he was, above everybody else, the king ruling his empire, Jace Wayland. He was looking rather distressed. I hid myself before his eyes landed on the spot I just left. Izzy dragged me directly to the booze and I was more than happy to steal a cup or two. I was starting to feel the rhythm and when a group of girls dragged me to the dance floor I didn't pout. I was jumping around, having the time of my life when the music changed into something else. It was slow, sexy, the notes lingering on my body, making me feel hot in my clothes. I left my jacket on the floor and grabbed a random girl to dance with me. We were kind of showing off, touching each other more than we should have probably, but I didn't mind. And then I spotted a pair of eyes glued on me. I smirked and turned the girl so I was able to squeeze her body more into one. She ran her fingers through my hair and bit my earlobe while I was eying him. He laughed but still showed a lot of interest in my act. I swinged my shoulders in circular motion, slowly getting down and up on the poor girl that was used by me to prove something. When the song stopped, I simply peeked her on the lips and left to take some more booze. I was still running low on alcohol, pretty resistent at it. I took an unopened beer bottle and went to the terrace. The party moved inside after outside got chilly but the weather was perfect for me.
-Pretty dance right there, too bad the song was too short and the girl so uninteresting. She surely hope to get a piece of me with your help.
-I hope she does. At least I'll get you off of my back for a while.
-You are a completely mystery, Clarissa Fairchild.
-My name is Clary Fray.
-Somehow I manage to say all the wrong things, he sigh. When I am around you I am smooth no more. I am always stepping on eggshells and still say something that bothers you.
-This is not my problem. It is yours.
- So harsh with a poor soul confessing its sins.
I laughed and looked down at him, who was sitting on a sofa. He was looking rather annoyed with himself.
-It seems that I bring you only frustration. Is it me the sin?
I sat next to him, but keeping the distance, not wanting to give him the wrong idea. He said nothing, only looked at the stars which were blinding that night. I looked at him. He was more interesting when he was frustrated with himself, somehow conflicted by the way I was reacting to him. Like an experiment gone wrong. But I couldn't pity a douchebag so I got up without feeling any guilt to leave him there alone. But what I didn't expect was him not stopping him. I looked back at him and crooked a smile. He stood up and got closer, looked deep into my eyes and went inside. I started feely chilly after he left so I went inside after him. The party was still booming. I finished quickly my beer and grabbed another, which brought another one on board and lead to a very drunk self. Everything became confusing for me. All the bodies, the music, the lights. I remember I stumbled and fell but right before I hit the ground someone caught me. I remember his fingers brushing my face, so unfamiliar. I felt the need to look at his face and his face was unfamiliar too. Full of concerns, he was whispering something in my ear. His arms around me felt so natural. I liked him being so close to me so when he put me into a bed, I pulled him on top of me and smashed my lips on his. He was smelling like mint and cigarettes, a bit of beer under his breath but was still loving it. Somewhere inside my head, there was the normal Clary yelling at the other one to stop, probably because I was going to regret it in the morning, but my body wasn't listening and after a while it just crawled into him.
Of course I couldn't stay for a long time in the same spot. Uninterested in my ,,mate,, I went downstairs just to meet an overly worried Izzy.
-Relaaax, I just had a make out session.
-Really? She said suddenly interested. With who?
-I don't know. Some random dude.
That was the moment when Izzys face fell.
- That random dude?
I looked to where she was pointing to see an disoriented Jace searching the room for someone. His eyes stopped on me. He smirked and turn his back while another ,,bombshell,, came after him.
-Obviously not, I said. I think it I pretty clear that he will hook up with that one.
Izzy shrugged, approving me. She took me back to the dance floor, where I met some of my casual friends. When the clock hit 2 in the morning, the rest of the teens that were going to stay the night decided to play spin the bottle. I was already tired but I stayed to watch. Jace joined us too, sitting on purpose next to me. I rolled my eyes but I was too tired to argue with him so I played along. I leaned on him so we were staying back on the back. I could feel him tense and I just knew that he was smirking. While I was starting to question myself about when have I started to pay attention to Jace, the bottle pointed at me. The girl with who I danced before was looking rather bored to: -Truth or dare?,,
-Truth, I said through yawns.
-With who did you go upstairs to make out?
-How does everybody know about his tho? I laughed.
-You lipstick is smudged, like really bad, she laughed too.
-Oh, I see. Well, I would love to answear your question but I don't know. I haven't looked at his face. I was at the peek of my drunkness, let's say.
-So you really went and made out with some random dude? Jace asked nervously.
-Yeah. Kinda like you do, now I see it.
-This is not funny, Clary.
He stood up and left the game without saying any more words. Everybody was stunned, just like myself. I shrugged, signaling that I was just as confused as everybody else in the room. The game continued until everybody fell asleep on the floor or the armchairs. I was the last one awake so I got the empty bed upstairs. The mansion was huge so I had some problems in finding the bedroom. I saw a door opened and guessed that was the one. The room was dark, the curtains were covering the windows, not letting any light to come in. I unbuttoned my bra and threw it on the desk. After a small fight with my shoes I finally got under the warm covers. I was wasted. I rolled on a side and drifted asleep, without aknowledging the presence of another human being in the room.
