Hey Guys! I'm not dead and I haven't given up on you! Lot's of stuff has been going on in my life, and I haven't exactly been able to write, and I'm so so so sorry. At least it wasn't 2 months like the last time :D. Yeah... I'm a horrible person :'D I can honestly say I missed you guys desperately though, and I am so very happy to be BACK IN BUSINESS! I know this chapter isn't my best, but the next ones will be better, I swear. It was hard figuring out a way to introduce everyone, so... Without further adue...

(I only own the plot, blah blah blah :P)

A little party never killed nobody

So we gonna dance until we drop

A little party never killed nobody

Right here right now is all we got

-A Little Party Never Killed Nobody, Fergie, Q-Tip, & GoonRock

Third Person POV

"Thank the Lord!" Isabelle exclaimed, bursting out of the van, "I'm FREE!" She made a show of hugging the ground as her five companions emerged. Alec rolled his eyes at the antics of his younger sister.

"Get up." He grabbed her arm, none too gently pulling her to her feet. The raven-haired girl quickly brushed herself off, glaring at each of the people in front of her. She opened her mouth, about to call her brother off, but Simon stepped in.

"So, what's the plan?" he asked, cutting his girlfriend off. He wrapped an arm around her, and immediately felt her relax.

"I guess we just get everyone rounded up in the main room." Izzy shrugged, voice much calmer than it had been before, "Or at least as many as you can find." The rest of the group murmured in agreement, then split into their respective pairs. Simon started walking, but Isabelle's hand wrapped around is wrist in an iron grip.

"Uh, where are we going?" Simon stumbled behind the Lightwood girl's purpouseful steps.

"I know where Clary and Jace are." She answered simply

"How?" Simon raised an eyebrow, now walking beside his girlfriend.

"Chris texted me." She replied, just as they came to a stop by a large door. Isabelle reached a hand out, knocking softly. A second later, the door swung out, and a man beckoned for the two to enter, quickly signaling them to be quiet as they walked. After what seemed like an eternity, the three stopped in an open doorway. Izzy's jaw dropped as the scene in front of her unfolded.

"Holy..." She heard Simon trail off behind her. Jace and Clary stood in front of them... full on making out. A few seconds later, Isabelle gained her voice.

"You owe me 20 bucks." She whispered in Simon's ear, then turned just in time to see Clary and Jace's lips separate, their foreheads still touching.

"Well, that was hot." Isabelle couldn't control the words escaping their mouth. She smiled as the small redhead whipped around to face her in excited shock.

"Close your mouth, you'll swallow flies." Simon piped up

Clary POV

My shock turned to unbridled joy as I realized that, yes, Simon and Izzy were really there, but I quickly concealed it.

"Never supposed to have met," I chided myself silently.

"Hi." I put on a soft, shy smile, "I'm Clary, I don't believe we've met." Izzy took the hand that I offered, shaking it firmly.

"I'm Isabelle, Jace's sister, and this is my fiancee, Simon." Isabelle said. FIANCEE?!

"She's just kidding!" Simon butted in before I could yell, "And we met on the group date."

"Ah, right..." My reply was distant as I tried to process what happened. There was a drawn out few seconds of awkward silence before Jace (who had released me) cleared his throat.

"Uh... We should probably go to the main room... to, uh, meet the other girls." He pointed out. We all nodded, silently filing out of the interview room. Isabelle and I lagged behind Jace and Simon, who, awkwardness forgotten, were now talking enthusiastically about something I couldn't hear.

"What was that?!" I hissed as soon as the cameras were out of range. Isabelle blushed, looking at the ground.

"I'm just... trying to drop some hints..." she mumbled, wringing her fingers as she walked.

"Real subtle, Iz." I teased, then had to bite my lip to contain the laughter that threatened to escape.

"Shut up." Izzy bumped me lightly with her shoulder, fighting the smile that was spreading across her face.

"I call maid of honor!" I whispered as we came into where all of the girls were gathered. Before the girl could say anything, I jogged over to Helen and Aline, who were both sitting on the floor, whispering excitedly.

"Hey!" I grabbed their attention as I plopped down next to Aline.

"Hey, Clare." They responded in unison, making me roll my eyes.

"Hey, aren't those the guys from the group date?" Aline asked, "Do you think we're having a dance lesson?"

"Maybe." Helen shrugged.

"I don't think so..." I trailed off as Jace called our attention up to where he and the other six stood.

"So," He clapped his hands together, "Some of you may recognize the guys here from the dance date. But I have something to confess. None of these people are part of Idris dance. These are most of the absolute most important people in my life, and I know the Bachelors usually wait until the last few to meet the family, but they're very... persistant. So why don't you guys introduce themselves." Jace stepped back, offering the floor to the others, but stepped up again before anyone else could speak.

"And one more thing," he added, "A little...erm... bonus game. You have to guess who's in couples. And because there are four guys and only two girls, you can't use elimination. Good luck." I buried my face in my hands as Jace stepped back. This was not going to go well.

"I'm Alec." I looked up as the introductions started, "Jace's brother."

"I'm Simon." Simon stepped up next, "I've known Jace since third grade when I accidentally threw jello at his head."

"I'm Maia," The brunette waved good naturedly, "I've known Jace since... well since Simon accidentally hit Jace with the Jello that was meant for me." I laughed, remembering the food fight... that I'd started... by throwing cake at both Jace and Simon.

"I'm Isabelle." My eyes grew wide at her icy tone, "Also Jace's sister. You hurt him, I cut you." Isabelle passed her glare over each and every one of the girls, me included.

"I'm Magnus." My mouth dropped as the tall man stepped forwards, "I've known Jace since... Well, I was friends with Alec first, and I stayed the night, but their house is so big that Jace didn't know, so when he saw me in the kitchen the next morning, he thought I was a burglar, and hit me with a fire extinguisher."

My mind barely registered the words coming out of his mouth, because I was firmly stuck on the fact that he was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. And his hair was flat. And he had no glitter. What. The. Hell. Then, it hit me that no one could know about Magnus's sexuality, due to the little game Jace had going on, so he was going to have to dress like that for the entire show. I bit my lip, shoulders shaking with laughter, and Magnus shot me a quick glare as he stepped back.

"Well," Jace stepped up again, "These... erm... delightful people will be with us for the rest of the show, they'll be spending most of their time with you bachelorettes, and they might tag along on some group dates... They'll probably spy on some one on one dates... and I'm sorry for anything and everything they do, say, or break. Now, well, that's all."

3 hours later

Aline, Helen and I walked aimlessly through the hotel's gardens, an awkward silence weighing us down.

"Okay, we need to get the elephant out of the room." Aline blurted, stunning Helen and I, "What do you guys think of Jace's family?" Helen's eyes grew wide.

"What are you thinking?!" she hissed, "They could hear us!" I rolled my eyes.

"You guys are acting like they'll kill you or something." I snorted, "What do you think of them."

"Well..." Aline's eyes darted around, her voice dropping to a whisper, "Jordan, Maia, Simon, and Magnus were nice enough, but Alex and Isabelle were kinda rude."

"Yeah." Helen agreed, the look on her face relieved, "I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks that."

"One, it's Alec, not Alex." I told them, "And two, Helen, if a bunch of girls were all fighting for your brother, what would your first instinct be. You too Aline, if you had one."

"I guess I'd try to scare off the ones who aren't serious, if I'm being 100% honest." Helen admitted, and Aline nodded in agreement.

"But how do we get past that?" Aline asked, "How do we get them to like us?" I opened my mouth to speak, but something else caught my attention. Animals by Maroon 5 was playing somewhere in the garden.

The three of us followed the noise curiously, previous question forgotten. We turned a corner only to be met with an interesting- and mentally scarring- sight. Alec was grinding, yes grinding, without a shirt, on a mortified Simon, to the song Animals. Maia, Jordan, Izzy, and Magnus were all sitting on the ground laughing, and I put two and two together. They were playing truth or dare.

When we heard the giggle escape Helen, Aline and I were done for, and soon, the three of us were laughing as hard as we could. Alec immediately stopped, and everyone's eyes were on us. Our laughter slowly died out as both Alec's and Simon's faces grew red.

"Having fun?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Having trouble raising two eyebrows?" Magnus piped up, and I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Truth or dare?" I asked Alec, who was still reluctantly doing his dare. He nodded miserably.

Help me, he mouthed, and I heard Helen laugh.

"Sorry, but you're on your own." Aline butted in, and Isabelle laughed.

"Do you wanna play?" Izzy asked, the coldness from earlier gone. "Um, uh, yeah!" Helen managed, and I smiled.

"Sorry about earlier." Iz apologized, "I'm not that much of a bitch... all the time. I promise. It's just protective instincts over our little Jacey." I rolled my eyes, then Aline, Helen and I sat down in the open seats next to her as the music ended, Aline and Helen still seeming wary of the group.

"Free at last!" Alec yelled, collapsing between Aline and I. Simon just sat down on the other side of Isabelle, silent and pale.

"So," Magnus looked at the three of us, "You've probably played truth or dare before, but we add a little twist. If you don't want to do truth or dare you take a shot instead of stripping!"

"I'm in!" I raised a hand, smiling.

"So am I!" Aline called.

"Me too!" Helen immediately joined.

"So," Simon smirked, narrowing his eyes at me,

"Clary, right?" I gulped, nodding hesitantly. "So, truth or dare?" He asked, and I could almost see the devilish thoughts swirling around in his mind.

"Truth," I answered instinctively, but by Simon's reaction, I knew it was a mistake.

"Describe in detail your feelings for Jace Wayland." He responded, not skipping a beat. The rest of the group leaned towards me in anticipation, and I shifted uncomfortably.

"Shot." I blurted after a few seconds. Sighing in disappointment, Simon tossed me the bottle of Jack Daniel's along with a shot glass. I filled it to the top, quickly gulping down the burning alcohol.

"Simon," I leveled him with a truly evil smile, "Truth or Dare?"

"Uh... N-No pass backs." Simon stuttered.

"No, no, no!" Magnus dismissed, "There's nothing in the rules against it. I would very much like to see this." I met Izzy's gaze, winking quickly before turning back to Simon.

"Dare." He answered, seemingly proud of foiling what he thought was my plan.

"Okay," I let my smile drop as if I was disappointed, then pretended to ponder for a minute, "I dare you to tell me..." Simon's face fell as he realized that there really had been no way of escape, "If you had a girlfriend, how long, exactly, would it take for you to propose to her, and how would you do it." Everyone's eyes darted to him, one pair especially curious.

"Erm... Uh..." He visibly squirmed under Isabelle's stare, "Just hand me the damn bottle and let me chug it. With you out for blood, it would have the same result anyway."

I smirked triumphantly, tossing him the whiskey. He tentatively filled a clean shot glass, tipping it back and letting the liquid flow down his throat. Aline and Helen's brows were furrowed, and they were clearly confused as to why he wouldn't answer.

"Aline," Simon turned to her for the first time, "Truth or dare...?"

TIME LAPSE...

I groaned as the light seeped through my eyelids, my head pounding like someone was using it as a drum. My stomach churned, and I flipped over so that my face was buried in the pillow.

I tried to recollect my memories from the night before. The last thing I remember was Alec challenging me to a drinking competition, and then... Nothing.

The nausea passed and I smirked. For some reason, I'd never had hangovers. Only a brief flash of one when I first woke up. Sighing, I flipped onto my side and cracked open my eyes. I took in the sight of my room. Alec, Magnus, Aline, Helen, Izzy, and Simon were sprawled out on the floor, and Maia and Jordan were curled up on the chair in the corner. Not wanting to deal with everyone at the moment, I flipped to the other side to be met with a pair of golden eyes. I gasped, almost falling off the bed.

"Well, look who sobered up." Jace smirked.

"Shit..." I muttered. Things just got a hell of a lot more interesting.

As I said, not much of a chapter, but I at least wanted to get something out there. So... What do you guys think happened? Obviously, Jace saw them drunk. Did anyone else? Did Clary do anything to Jace? O_o. The next chapter is coming soon! Review some predictions. I wanna see what you guys think! I'm so happy to be back, my faithfuls

-Shadowhunter5801