AN: hey another chapter down and guess what MAGNUS IS HERE! Now the ball is rolling on this story ;) but what will happen now hmm?

I know what will/might happen, just to be a tease :P
sorry I was a bit late writing, I have to look after an electronic baby for school, there should be some rule against me looking after expensive things because in the first day of getting my baby (Daniel Alexander Nicholas Jackson or D.a.n-j for short) his head kind of… detached from his body… Its okay though it's amazing what superglue can do to a one thousand dollar baby's neck! Anyway heres chapter four, wow how time flies…

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-Jes

Alec pov;

"And then Jace here marked me and bloody knocked my teeth out in the process" I heard roars of laughter as Tyler showed the huddle his abused gums, which for the record weren't missing any teeth.

Not that I went around counting peoples teeth or anything.

I sat a little bit away from the small crowd that had gathered around Tyler, smiling slightly as he waved his arms around in emphasis spilling his beer on the girl next to him, she was to drunk to notice and just slapped his thigh; I looked away as she started to rub small circles into it.

PDA freaked me out even if it wasn't me doing it.

Where was Izzy, as soon as we arrived she kissed my cheek and rushed off into the crowd into the arms of some guy who looked more like an elf on steroids then anything else. She had told me his name, Merlin, Merlock, Mermaid? It was something like that, I tended to lose track on Izzy's boyfriends. As much as I would love Izzy to not date at all, she always had a way of getting guys to follow her every which way she went.

My younger sister had been out with more people then I had scored goals in footy.

Which was a lot.

I looked back over to the guys who were all either holding some sort of alcoholic drink or a girl. I felt so out of place here, the loud thumping sound that they called music was making my head feel like ripping apart, people I didn't know brushing up against me, I swear when I first came someone pinched me… in a highly personal area. I wanted punishment and I got it.

In the form of my friends getting plastered while I watched sipping my glass of water.

This sucked.

"I wouldn't call it a mark Ty; you're hardly a challenging opponent" Jace laughed slapping Tyler on the back as the rest of the guys laughed along with them.

Jace's golden blonde hair was in messy curls some sticking to his slightly sweaty forehead, that's what happened when you were in a crowded room with the entire football team and alcohol. Jace's face was flushed slightly as he grinned at something someone had said I didn't pay any more attention to the others. I had always found the other guys in the team too loud or just generally unlikable. Except Sebastian, who had been on the football team as long as I had, he was also quiet and generally mysterious. I don't think I had ever heard him talk.

Tyler was always just around. Sometimes I wasn't even sure what he did on the team, but this was his party so I guess that he was pretty popular and pretty important.

Next to Tyler smirking over the rim of his beer was the ever annoying and generally unliked- at least by me and Jace- Jonathan Morgenstern.

Since before I knew Jace there was something about Jonathan that always pushed Jace's buttons. They always seemed to have some sort of hatred to each other, even on the field you would never see them pass or kick to each other. Unlike Jace's golden halo of perfect curls, jonathan's hair was a silverly blonde the complete opposite, his eyes were dark in contrast to jakes honey golden syrup eyes. jonathan may have been just an arrogant and good looking footy prick, but something about him made me want to stay as far away as possible. They were polar opposites but were mistaken for brothers often.

When Jonathan was around Raphael wasn't far away. Raphael sort of had this way, and maybe it was the Spanish accent but really he struck me as a power hungry guy, and very conceited. Throwing out Spanish phrases into normal convocation, like we could even understand them. He seemed to look down on everyone around him, except Jonathan. He would follow Jonathan around like a Spanish puppy.

"Heeeey Alec!" Jace said sitting down next to me snapping me out of my thoughts, his face was even redder then before and his breath stunk of various alcohols mixed together.

"Jace-" I said moving away slightly so we were no longer touching my leg tingled slightly but I pushed that aside, at least I tried to, but I couldn't help thinking how perfect this would be if we weren't here at some stupid party, if he wasn't drunk and if him sitting next to me meant something other then just a convenient place to rest. But that was the problem; it wasn't "Jace your drunk"

Jace continued on as if I hadn't even spoken, his golden eyes grew wide as he looked out into the crowd, I felt his arm wrap around my shoulder as he drew me in close, and I swear to god my heart literally stopped beating in that moment. He was so close I couldn't breathe and even though he still smelt of alcohol he also smelt like Jace.

And at that moment that was the best thing in the world to me.

Maybe he was so drunk he was willing to take a chance on me, maybe he felt the same way…

"do you see who just walked in?" he asked pointing drunkenly towards the front door I looked over acutely aware that his arm was still holding my shoulders and saw two people enter the party; the first being a small red headed girl, her eyes a piercing green as she shyly pushed some of her mattered red hair out of her face I saw her glance our way.

she looked right at Jace her green eyes looking at him as he looked at her. I felt my gut tighten when she flushed grinning and looked away. I stared back and fourth between her and Jace, glancing back as if to see what the deal was… then it hit me, and when it did boy it really hit me.

I think my world just shattered.

He was looking at her, looking at her like I had never seen him look at anyone before. He was smiling and it wasn't just because of the drunken induced haze, Jace had always put up a shield of sorts, maybe it was because of his abusive father- which he never spoke to me about- or maybe it was the alcohol, but he was looking at her like she was the only one in the room, hell like she was the only other person in the world.

It made me sick.

"It's ah…um…" I was trying not to let my voice convey what I was feeling. It went sort of high up at the end and I felt my gut tighten as I watched her glance back over at us- No. at Jace. Of course she looked at Jace, even drunk he was an angel among men.

"its a girl" Jace said to me not looking away from the red headed demon, Jace smirked sarcastically saying "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one"

I didn't even get time to reply as Jace wrenched me up off the seat placing me in front of him "I have to talk to her" he said looking at me almost desperately "do you think I should go?"

This caught me off guard, Jace was always the cool calm and collected type when it came to girls; he saw, he played the sarcastic bad ass role of his, he conquered. He was the Barney Stinson of our school, but he had never been really invested in a girl, never really cared, never had to worry as he was never shot down or rejected. That was just who Jace was, a player, I had accepted that. But now I saw him and he seemed unsure, hesitant about, this… this stupid pixie looking girl and he looked like if she rejected him, or shot him down, his whole world might crash down.

I pulled a brave face that probably looked like I was in pain- which I was- and being the friend I was clapped him on the shoulder. I tried to sound like what I was sure other, normal guys would say in this situation.

Wait a normal guy wouldn't be in this situation…

My stomach gave a gut wrenching pull and it all became too much, the sounds the people, I pulled a hand to my throbbing head and tried to smile through the headache.

"Alec are you okay? Did you drink too much" Jace was only half looking at me; he still had his eye on the red head.

He didn't even care about me enough to see that I wasn't okay, and that I hadn't had a single drop of alcohol since I came to this dam party.

Suddenly a night with Aline was looking much more inviting then this!

I had to go I had to get out of here, if I stayed any longer I was either going to scream or do something I would regret.

I let out a strangle string of words that I hoped made the sentence 'yer im fine im just going to get a drink' but I wasn't sure, every thing was just a blur of sound I pushed past Jace and several other people, just wading through the crowd I turned back to see if Jace maybe followed me, I had the glimmer of hope that maybe he cared for my welfare and wanted to see if I was alright- even to the dimmest of people it was obvious I wasn't alright- but when I turned around I was faced with a pack of moving bodies, and a crown of golden curls heading towards a small red headed girl.

I felt my chest ache and made a beeline for alcohol cabinet in the kitchen.

Magnus Pov

I could barely hear myself think over the loud not so tasteful music that had been playing for the past half an hour; the least they could do was play some decent music but apparently the host of this party or whoever was in charge of the music- if you could ever call it music- was tone deaf, it was some horrible techno crap that you would find in an outer space roller disco ring, completely inappropriate.

To make tonight even more disastrous every few minutes some one was pushed up against me, defiantly invading my personal space and making me spill my drink on my new leather jacket… And quite frankly I was getting sick of cheep scummy beer staining my lovely leather studded jacket.

I was defiantly not enjoying myself.

I had been here literally five minutes and I was already over it, if only it had been one of my magnificent parties, now that was a night of delights beyond your wildest imaginings.

I had caught wind of this 'party' over the internet, Facebook was a wonderful tool to be utilized by all, but unfortunately for the host of this party, one too many invites had gotten sent out, and some strangers had invaded… me included but I had just come here for a good time. Honestly who wouldn't want me at their party, even if it was a really crummy one?

My jacket was ruined my ears probably suffering from frequent exposure to crappy loud music and the so called beer in my hand? Well quite frankly tasted like cat piss, and yet I still couldn't seem to find the motivation to leave this hell hole, where else would I go? Back to my aunt and legal guardian Jenny? Or should I just wonder the streets of this new town and try to gather my bearings. It was a small town; it wasn't like I could get lost easily, and even if I did it wouldn't be for long.

I had a wonderful sense of direction.

I also had no where better to be on a Monday night then any of the rest of these people. Most of them looking relatively trashed already and it wasn't even… what… ten o'clock?

I waded through the crowd, glad that I was at least several inches taller then everyone else till I could find somewhere where perhaps the 'music' wasn't so deafening. I headed for a small room which I presumed was the kitchen, maybe there was some food. Several people watched me as I strode through the crowd, what can I say I was quite the sight, I did feel good tonight, wearing my rainbow leather pants and a tight lime green and purple tank top I couldn't get much more eye catching.

Which was how I liked it.

If you didn't dress to impress what reason was there to dress for? You may as well walk around naked. Some people I wouldn't mind walking around naked;

A blonde headed boy shoved past me rudely muttering something under his breath as he stared ahead, a man on a mission. I had to admit he looked good, but a sort of pretty boy, try hard look. Like a model. Personally not my taste but I was allowed to notice a good looking guy when around.

Personally I preferred the more subtle breathtaking beauty.

I walked through the crowd not really needing to dodge the swell of teenagers; people just seemed to generally part sides for me. When I entered the small tiled kitchen two things struck me;

The first thing I noticed was the distinct fact that it had already been cleared of all food probably several times, most if not all the cupboards were ajar and the fridge left completely open revealing nothing that I could consume safely. I rolled my eyes and turned to leave and that's when I noticed the second thing, a very cute, very tipsy looking second thing.

Sitting on the edge of the bench near the kitchen stove was a boy, he looked at least my age, maybe a year younger, dark almost coal black hair was messily covering most of his face, I wondered if his hair was like that on purpose or if he just couldn't be bothered his cheek bones were high curved and flushed with a red blush that made me grin. He was looking up at me with the most Azure blue eyes I had ever seen. They had to be contacts. His eyes lashes were so long they cast small shadows beneath his eyes, his skin so pale making a beautiful contrast beneath his black hair. Though his clothes could do with a bit of work, faded, hole ridden jeans and an equally tattered looking sweater. I didn't have to pretend I wasn't staring because I could see by the stunned expression and sweeping gaze he was staring too. And I was more then happy to let him.

"Like what you see?" I said playfully making an obvious effort to sway my hips as i stepped closer, on thurther observation I could see that he was surrounded by various bottles of beer, the crappy kind that seemed to be the only thing they served here.

Someone was having their own personal pity party.

The boy just looked up at me his face priceless, shifting from one emotion to the next so quickly I couldn't even keep track. But I wasn't complaining as he finally stuttered and blushed furiously. It would have to have been the cutest most endearing thing I had seen all night. He mumbled something under his breath and took another swig from one of the bottles in fount of him.

Man was I a sucker for black hair and blue eyes. I knew he wasn't gay, what were the chances of that, but hell a man could dream. Besides I had always admired the art of pointless flirtation.

I sat down on the seat opposite him leaning on my elbow smiling "I hope there not all yours" I said lazily tracing circles on the table with a glittered black nail before gesturing to the five bottles next to him.

He shrugged smiling gently, the smile seemed tight on his angular face, as if he didn't do it very often, he did strike me as the serious type, trying to downplay his obvious good looks, luckily I had a talent for seeing past such ploys. And to complete the cuteness package he had dimples. He was cute, the sweater was to baggy for me to see if his body was as good as the rest of him seemed to be, but dam those eyes, they seemed to swirl different shades of blue, yet combined together to convey this vibrant almost electric colour.

I had to admit I was jealous I had always hated my dull greenish eyes, one time I had even resulted to contacts to spice them up a bit.

I looked pretty darn sexy with cat's eyes.

"I don't usually drink… like this" he said, he words were a little slurred as he gestured to the five bottles in front of him. He laughed nervously which made me lean closer and smile more "im… im soposto be the designed driver"

"Designated driver" I repeated eyeing him. He nodded sipping some more beer before pulling a disgusted face that made me chuckle, he looked like a two year old who was just made to eat vegetables.

He hiccupped before continuing "I don't even like al-co-hol"

"Could have fooled me" I said picking up one of the beers looking at it distastefully

Again he shrugged gulping down the rest of the last bottle "isn't alcohol supposed to make you forget things"

"Depends on what you want to forget" I said I had used alcohol as a sedative many times it usually ended with a hang over and me being in some random person's bed.

Though I wouldn't mind waking up in this boy's bed.

Hmm not bad, I will save that thought for later.

"Someone must have really pissed you off" I said my hand pushing back my black spiked hair; I smiled as the boy watched the glitter fall. I found Glitter to be quite dazzling obviously he seemed to think the same.

The boy looked down his dark hair covered most of his face as he answered me "Yer, he did"

Wait a second. Did he just say a he?

The boy covered his mouth as soon as the words left it and I couldn't help but grin as his face turned the reddest I had seen it yet.

Alec pov

Why is he looking at me like that?

AN: im sorry for the way I wrote Magnus, I personally love the character so much but in this particular scene he was so hard to write, I had nothing really to go off about what he thought when he first saw alec. But I promise that I have written other parts of the story and Magnus is much more Magnusy.

I'm not going to be one of those people who with hold chapters for reviews, but I will say I will be much happier if I get, lets say, at least three reviews, they can be about the story or could just say doughnuts (I like doughnuts, especially the pink sprinkled ones) anyway R&R and have a pleasant day!