PART TWOOOOOOOOOOO :D

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The characters belong to Cassandra Clare, but the plot however, belongs to me

Tessa felt mildly sick to her stomach. Not from kissing Jem, that had been nice, but why she kissed him. She must have looked like such a tramp, kissing him so early on, and so publicly. He didn't seem to mind though, and was smiling broadly at Tessa, his cheeks red and his eyes bright. She felt bad - so bad that her heart felt like it was being painfully expanded - about kissing Jem when she knew she liked Will. But yet, she liked Jem as well, almost as much. The way she felt about Will was like having someone always in her face, constantly there and taking effect, whereas the way she liked Jem was the way she liked to lay in the sun and sleep, more peaceful and relaxing.

The masks sat on the bridge of Tessa's nose, just above her cheeks. Everyone around her could probably see her blushing, and she looked up at Will, finding his gaze on her. He wore a black mask like Jem, his eyes still blazing, a scowl twisting his mouth down, and Tessa, angry with herself and with Will and with her parents who'd moved her here, raised her arm and waved at him.

His shook his head, a rueful smile playing on his full lips. The song ended, and Will carelessly shucked the guitar off and pulled the lead out, dragging it offstage with him as the rest of the band left, the crowd cheering and whooping, Maia getting picked up by Thomas to cheer at Jordan, who waved shyly, flushing deeply. Jem, beside Tessa, was whooping and clapping, as was Jace, who was the loudest screaming: "THAT'S MY BOY".

Tessa felt dizzy, as everyone stopped clapping and Bridget stepped out, along with Will, who now had an acoustic guitar strapped to him, looking like he might punch the wall again, scowling with his eyebrows pinched together. Jace dashed by Tessa in a desperate scramble go the stage, running up the stair on the side of it and dashing to the piano in the corner, and cracking his knuckles. The crowd of kids laughed, and Jace turned and grinned at them, probably making every girl's heart splutter, Tessa thought, her's sure had.

Bridget adjusted the microphone so that she didn't have to go on her toes to sing into it, and Will stood where he was, looking blankly at the back of the room. Bridget coughed, and then said in her high pitched Irish accent "this is a slow dance".

Before Tessa could comprehend what was happening, Jem had grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him, resting his chin on her head.

"What're you doing?" Tessa whispered, looking at him. He looked at her like she'd grown another face.

"It's a slow dance...?" He said, before letting go of her and stepping back "unless you don't want to dance with me, which is completely fine".

Tessa looked over her shoulder at Will, who was smirking evilly, and turned back to Jem.

"Of course I want to dance with you" she said, and she really did, not just because of Will. She wrapped her arms around his waist and put her head to his chest, hearing the steady heartbeat beneath it as Jace skilfully began to play the piano, his fingers brushing the keys softly.

Jem hugged her shoulders, and she felt so unbelievably comfortable in the that moment she could have stayed there her whole life.

"You're just too good to be true," Bridget sang, her voice coming out sweet and slow, as Will played along gently. Tessa felt Jem's chest shake with a soft laugh, and she looked up at him.

"What's so funny?" She whispered, mesmerised by the silver of his eyes.

"Nothing" he breathed, smiling down at her "it's just that Will usually gets the girl".

"Can't take my eyes off of you. You'd be like heaven to touch".

Tessa's stomach dropped, and she sagged against Jem a little more, squeezing her eyes shut to block out his words.

"I wanna hold you so much".

She felt icky all of a sudden, feeling Will's stare burning holes in her back and Jem's embrace too warm, like she was hugging a stove.

"Jem, I don't feel so well" she admitted quietly, gently removing his hands from her and looking up at him "I'm just going to get some water, stay here". She walked away, turning her back on Jem and leaving him staring after her confusedly, his expression a little hurt.

She pushed open the doors and walked left down a hallway lined with classrooms, stopping when she saw a couple dancing alone in hallway. They were both swaying gently along to the soft music that was muffled through the emergency exit door. One was wearing a frayed black hoodie and jeans, the other a blue tuxedo, both their heads resting on each other's shoulders, dancing in the dark of the unlit hallway. Tessa recognised Alec immediately, Jace's friend, always by his side. She didn't know who the other boy was, but she felt terrible for interrupting their private moment, and also terribly sorry that they felt they couldn't dance in there with everyone else, under the lights and with the music.

She turned and walked away silently, Bridget's muffled voice seeming to come from everywhere. It seemed as though she'd sung the bit of the song that was actually quite fast paced slowly as well, and with only the guitar and the piano to accompany her, it sounding beautiful. But all Tessa could think about most of all, was that she wanted to be home, with familiar soil underneath her feet and the city noises all around her.

She pushed open the door and found Jem quickly, spinning Clary around as she smiled, since she didn't have a dance partner when Jace was playing. For a split second Tessa wondered who else would have been partnerless while Will was playing, then remembered that no one was. Will had come alone, with Tatiana visible in the corner dancing with the guy Tessa had seen her with the day Will had punched the wall. The day Will had kissed her.

She shook the thought away and sat down at one of the many vacant tables, and looked around. All the dancing couples made her feel oddly at peace, since she was just watching, which she honestly preferred.

She spied Gideon and Sophie, Gideon with his eyes closed and his hands on Sophie's waist, her arms wrapped around his neck. Charlotte stood on Henry's toes, both of the smiling at each other happily, and then there was the girl Cecily, Jace's cousin and Will's younger sister (she'd asked Clary who'd told Tessa who she was earlier that week) dancing with a tall boy, with curling brown hair and regal features in the corner up the back, in the shadows. But still in the hall, Tessa thought sadly, thinking of Alec in the corridor.

The song ended, and everyone pulled away and clapped at Bridget, who curtsied and left, followed by Will, who's back was slumped and his head down.

Jace however, ran to the edge of the stage and spread his arms wide, closing his eyes and jumping. Tessa jumped forward in her seat, as if she could somehow catch him, like she thought the crowd would. But they didn't, they literally parted away from Jace, letting him fall to the floor.

He jumped up, shaking his head and blinking as everyone laughed, and Simon yelled out a diving score (7 1/2!) without humour.

"It's okay Babe! Walk it off!" Clary called to him, barely able to hold back the laugh in her voice. He walked over to her in the crowd and grinned, as Jem stepped aside laughing.

Tessa felt bad really, for leaving halfway through a slow dance, but she needed time to think. Think about what she wanted to do now. Jem or Will? Her first thought was Jem, who was so nice and gentle, but then her mind threw Will in the mix. She thought about sitting back and watching as Will went out with someone else, and couldn't bear to even think about it.

What a dilemma she had.

"Tessa!" Jem called, raising his hand to her from where he stood, smiling at her. She was so confused.

Or maybe, she thought, the fact you have to think about which one you want means you don't deserve either of them.

She got up and walked towards Jem, putting on a smile and taking his hand. "Are you bored?" He asked her, his eyebrows furrowed as he bent down and examined her face, frowning. Tessa shook her head, but knew Jem could see that she wasn't really enjoying herself.

"Listen, Tessa, you can go if you're bored you can go. I don't want you to be unhappy" Jem said understandingly. If Tessa didn't know Jem she'd have thought he was trying to persuade her into leaving, but she knew he was genuinely concerned she wasn't having fun.

"No, I'm fine, really. Its just, its loud in here isn't it?" Tessa yelled over the noise of the next song that started playing over the speakers, and everyone started dancing again, or more just...jumping up and down.

"It is loud" Jem agreed, nodding. He reach up and took Tessa's elbow, leading her to one of the tables near the back, away from the amps and speakers, no longer smiling.

"Are you alright Jem?" She asked, because its what he would have asked her. He took his mask off with a snap and sat down at a table, his face paler than a minute ago.

He nodded, but looked like he'd just seen a ghost.

"Jem, you don't look so well" she said, still standing over him, taking off her own mask, the feeling of unease growing in her stomach.

"Um, I'm just, a bit...uh, sick" he managed, swallowing hard, his hands holding the fabric of the table cloth so tightly that his knuckles had gone white.

"Sick?" Tessa asked, even if thats what he had just said. "James" he said, immediately getting his attention "if you are sick then we should leave".

He stood quickly, the chair he was sitting on squealing as it got pushed back. "No! No, don't go. I'll just leave, and you can stay, I don't want you to leave just because of me" he said hastily, before tipping forward slightly, like he might be drunk.

"Listen to me, I'm going to take you back to your room now" Tessa said, concerned greatly for Jem. He nodded, looking green.

She led him out of the hall and up the staircase, and when they reached his room she stopped.

"Whats wrong?" She asked, seeing the disappointed look on his face, and wanting so badly to make him feel better however she could.

"I'm just so sorry" he said, leaning against the door "I really am".

"Jem, its absolutely fine" she said gently, putting her hand on his shoulder, and looking up into his eyes and gasping. His pupils were so large there was hardly any silver left, and his face was pale, but his cheeks were bright.

"JEM!" She yelled, holding both his shoulders now "seriously, do you need me to get the nurse or someone?"

Jem shook his head and fumbled for the door handle, finally finding it and opening the door.

"Jem, are you going to be alright?" She asked him, so nervous her fingertips were tingling.

"Yeah, I'll be fine, I just need to take some medicine" he mumbled, before turning and around and grabbing her chin and kissing her roughly, his mouth hot with fever. Tessa closed her eyes leaning into his kiss, and sighing involuntarily when he pulled away, his eyes wide and a smile on his face despite the conditions.

"Okay, go back to the dance now" he laughed, running his fingers through his hair so it stood on end. Tessa nodded, shell shocked, and turned around and walked out, her eyes large and unblinking. She numbly walked down the stairs and back into the hall, her feet leading her unconsciously back into the hall.

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Isabelle loved the song playing, but without anyone else dancing with her it was kind of boring. Only Girl In the World was the kind of song you danced with a boy to, and Isabelle was severely pissed off that she hadn't been asked by anyone. Well, she had, but no one she wanted to go with, and the thought made her huff and cross her arms in front of her. Clary and Jace were dancing together over in the centre of people, making her sort of want to throw up a tinsy bit.

She turned to her left suddenly, promising herself she'd dance with the nearest guy before the chorus came on. Sitting directly to her left was a boy with glasses and brown hair, a red tie tied loosely around his neck and a black button up on, slouching alone in his seat looking grumpy. Isabelle shrugged inwardly and pointed to him.

"You" she said, watching as he looked up, surprised "dance with me". She grabbed him by his tie and pulled him up with her, and he pushed his glasses up his nose nervously. She turned and pushed herself up against him, and she heard him gulp.

" Oh, my, god" he whispered under his breath "oh my god oh my god oh my god".

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Cecily sat with Gabriel at the back of the room, smiling at his awkwardness and the way he acted. He was jumpy in his seat, always pulling his collar away from his neck like classic comedians did when no one laughed at their jokes, licking his lips and running his hands through his hair.

"Why are you so nervous?" She asked him, leaning in, and he shied away from her like she was a hot flame.

"Um, well Will, firstly" Gabriel admitted "and secondly, your dress zips down in the front".

"So?" Cecily asked, making a face and raising an eyebrow.

"Well, its just...tempting" he shrugged, grinning. Cecily was glad he was smiling, but slapped him on the arm lightly anyway.

"You men are such idiots" she decided, putting her chin on her hand. Gabriel, forgetting himself again to Cecily's delight, leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, smiling slightly as he did so.

And then he was gone, an angry Will standing over Cecily.

Oh, for christ's sake, Cecily thought, rolling her eyes and stepping in front of Will.

"Get out of my way Cecily, I'll talk to you later" Will said through his teeth, pushing her aside roughly. Cecily wouldn't have thought anything of it, Will pushing her, because he was her older brother and thats what older brother's did, they pushed and shoved and gave bruises. Gabriel though, did think something of it, and stood up from his place on the floor where Will had shoved him.

"Don't push her like that" he ordered, scowling.

"Don't go near my little sister again" Will shot back, his voice low.

Gabriel made the move to go and stand next to Cecily, reaching his arm out and touching her cheek softly, his eyes full of concern, when Will reached out and snapped Gabriel's arm. Gabriel's green eyes widened, and he let out a moan, holding his arm to his chest and sinking down into a chair.

"Don't listen to me again and I might just break the other one" Will threatened, and Cecily was about ready to break his arms. Gabriel's face was twisted in pain, and he looked up at Will with absolute hate, shaking his head. Cecily knew the only reason he hadn't tried to hurt Will as well was that he knew it would make her sad, so he didn't. And she loved him for it.

"Will" she said sweetly, and he turned to look at her, his expression oddly puzzled.

"Yes?" He asked, blinking.

Cecily reached her fist back and swung it forward, hitting Will in the jaw with all the force she could muster.

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The dance was coming to end, and Tessa was still sitting by herself in a corner, playing with the edges of her dress, when Isabelle approached her, holding plastic bags in her hands, full of bottles.

"Do you want to come and get drunk with me?" She asked Tessa, as if it was the most casual question someone could ask another person.

Tessa blinked, not sure if she'd heard right. "Excuse me?"

"You've had a crap night, yeah? Well do you want to come and get drunk with me?" Isabelle asked again more impatiently.

Tessa had never gotten drunk before, and had never really wanted to. Sure she'd had a glass of champagne once at a wedding, and taken a sip from Nate's beer just to see how it tasted. But drank just to get drunk? Never.

But the imagine of Jem kept appearing behind her eyelids, all pale and feverish. She wouldn't mind forgetting for awhile, just a little bit.

"O-okay" she stammered, and stood up.

"Cool, some more people are coming too" Isabelle said, turning and walking away, Tessa on her heels. Tessa followed Isabelle to the gym, where on the bleachers sat a bunch of kids, some Tessa recognised and some she didn't. She thought about what her parents would think about what she was doing right now, and decided that just in this moment, she didn't honestly care.

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Will sat with his pants rolled up to his knees, his feet and calves in the school's pool. When Will had first came here, he always had thought that it was amazing, going to school with its own pool, where he could come everyday after classes and swim for as long as he wanted to. As it turned out, he hardly ever swam here, if ever, and rarely even came over to this part of the school. But now, with the left side of his face stinging where Cecily had punched him, it was quite peaceful just sitting there with the water on his legs. The room smelt like chlorine, and he couldn't decide whether he liked it or not.

Why Gabriel Lightwood, of all people? Will asked himself. He kicked his foot in the water angrily, making a splash.

"Will?" A voice echoed through the room, coming from the entrance. He turned his torso so he could look behind him, and spied Tessa, her head sticking through the doorway, her eyes large.

"Tessa?" Will asked, shocked. How had she found him? Why had she found him?

She came and sat down next to him, taking her shoes off and putting her feet in the water like him. She smelled strange.

"I looked everywhere for you" she mumbled, looking out over the pool "I asked sooooo many people where you were, you like, have like, no idea".

Will raised and eyebrow and looked away from her, asking himself what she smelt like it. It was sickly sweet, like burnt sugar and cough syrup all mixed together. He turned his body to face her again, his eyebrows raised and his eyes wide.

"Tessa..." he paused "Tessa are you drunk?"

"No" she shook her head, before looking up at his face "well, maybe a little bit". She held up her thumb and forefinger to show the little bit, bringing it up to her eyes and squinting as if she couldn't see the gap between them.

"Goddamn Isabelle" Will muttered, shaking his head.

"You are really talented on guitar" Tessa said suddenly, looking up at him with a goofy smile "but you messed up when I kissed Jem".

Will choked, and coughed loudly, looking down at her. She might start blabbering soon, she might spill all her secrets. He wasn't sure he wanted that.

"Did I now?" He asked, smiling despite himself.

"Yep" she said cheerfully, leaning forward and almost falling in the pool, but Will caught her arm and straightened her.

"Maybe we should get you back to your dorm?" Will suggested, chuckling a little bit.

"Noooooooooooo" Tessa said, shaking her head quickly at Will "no way". She sounded final, and Will didn't know whether or not to abide by the 'don't argue with a drunk person' rule or not.

"Why not?" Will asked gently, letting go of her arm.

"Because I spent so long looking for you!" Tessa said, like it was obvious.

"Tessa, for the love of god, please let me take you back to your room before you tell me something you'll regret later" Will tried to convince her. She sighed and stood up, waiting for him to follow.

He stood, and she leaned in to kiss him awkwardly, falling in the pool as she did so, and grabbing onto the front of his shirt and pulling him down with her. Will went toppling in after her, jumping up and gasping for air, glad he was in the shallow part of the pool.

He turned to glare at Tessa, who's hair was now hanging around her shoulders in wet strings, laughing harder than he'd ever seen her laugh.

"You know this isn't funny!" Will yelled, but almost felt like laughing himself.

"It kind of is" Tessa disagreed, wading over to the ladder and climbing up, her dress stuck to her body and dripping with water. Will tried to look away, he really did.

"What happened to your face?!" Tessa asked, pressing her fingertips lightly to his jaw when he climbed out of the pool, her expression concerned.

"Cecily punched me" Will said, trying to ignore the zap that went to his toes from her fingertips on his face "because I broke her boyfriend's arm".

"Well, that is a good reason to punch someone" Tessa pointed out, her entire palm pressed to his face gently. Will sighed and closed his eyes. His clothes were heavy and wet, dripping onto the ground, his feet bare.

"I'm sorry I pulled you into the pool" Tessa whispered, looking up at him with big grey eyes. She leaned up on her toes and pressed a kiss to his jaw, right were Cecily's fist had connected with it. Will stood frozen, feeling as she kissed along his jaw, the direction of kisses leading to his lips. He gulped, and as she pressed her lips to his, he reminded himself she's drunk, she'd cringe if she knew what she doing right now.

He held her wrists and pushed her away from him slightly, and she looked up at him, hurt.

"Tessa-" He started to say.

"No, its fine. I can go to my room myself" she said, her voice sounding sober. She turned on her heel and stormed away.

I'm an idiot, was all Will thought.

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Isabelle woke up in a room that wasn't hers. It was empty, no one in the other beds, and a guy's arm wrapped around her shoulders. She picked up his fingers, and travelled the length of his arm with her eyes, following it up to a his face. He looked different without his glasses, and his brown hair messy and tousled, but she still knew who it was. Simon Lewis.

Shit.

Yup, so there you have it. Part two, not as long as part one but ah well. If you liked it please review, its greatly appreciated, and if you didn't, please, write to me on PM and tell me why so I can (hopefully) improve it. Thankyou for reading :))