Clary's POV:
It was the weekend. The sun was shining and we were going to the beach. Max and Alec were coming too. Alec was bringing a friend as well. Izzy had taken me shopping. I had gotten a black bikini and a long green beach top that covered the scars on my back. It had thin straps and hung to a few inches below my bum. I had dressed in the bikini, putting the top on top with big sunglasses and flip flops. I had my bag which contained my towel, sunscreen, book, water bottle, snack, phone, blue skater skirt and loose grey t-shirt. I put in a few comics for Max and after a second thought I added a hairbrush and hairbands.
We all piled into the car and made the journey to the beach. It didn't take long and soon we were there. We set down our towels and took off our flip flops. I applied sunscreen and Jace took of his t shirt. I blushed and started to apply sunscreen to Max, much to his annoyance.
"Clary!" He whined as I wiped my hands.
"Sit for two minutes," I told him. He did reluctantly, bouncing up and down with excitement. I looked at my phone until the time was up.
"Off you go!" I said and he let out a whoop, running off, grabbing Jace's hand and pulling him into the sea. I turned to Izzy. She was smiling. We watched as they splashed each other, laughing and dodging waves.
"Oh look, they are playing volleyball," Izzy said and I turned to where she was pointing. "Let's go have a look," she grabbed my hand and pulled me over.
Daniel's POV: (another new character)
"This is hopeless," I complained as my volleyball team lost another match.
"Come on Clary!" I heard some one whine. I turned to find a girl pulling a second girl towards the pitch.
"Izzy, it's netball. Don't we do enough ball sports at school?" She protested. Izzy was tall with long, dark hair and curves. Her friend, however, was something else. She was small with fiery red hair, wearing a black bikini and green beach shirt. She was well endowed and had emery green eyes.
"No way Clary," Izzy protested and Clary sighed. What a beautiful name.
"Iz, I told you before. I can't throw a ball to save my life." She said, digging her heels into the sand. Izzy gave up pulling on her arm.
"Imagine it's Sebastian's head!" Izzy suggested. Who was Sebastian? An ex boyfriend probably. They almost all were.
"If I pretended it was Sebastian's head then there would be nothing left." That bad, huh? The girls turned to look at me and I realised that I was staring.
"Do you two play?" I asked.
"No," Clary said at the same time Izzy said
"Yes," Izzy turned to Clary and the other girl groaned.
"On your head be it!" She warned and Izzy squealed. Izzy introduced themselves and shook my hand.
"Daniel," I said. I shook Clary's hand, holding it slightly longer than expected, surprised by the Sparks that I felt when our skin touched. She didn't feel the same by the looks of it.
"What we will tell Jace about us disappearing?" Izzy asked.
"I can handle your brother myself." Clary said.
"Well Alec is never here and Max is nine so in what way do you mean handle Jace?" Izzy wiggled her eyebrows and Clary snickered before turning to me.
"What first?"
"Why don't you warm up and then practise your passes first," I suggested. They did and after a while a little boy, dripping wet, came running up to them.
"Clary!" He launched himself at her, getting water on her top. Clary caught him and set him on the ground. He wouldn't let go of her arm though. Clary sighed.
"One second," she told me before holding her arm up, Max hanging from it. I stared, my mouth hanging open. This tiny girl was supporting this boys whole weight with one arm. His feet dangled above the sand as Clary went over and put him down before rummaging through her bag and giving something to him. It looked like a comic. Clary ran up to us as a golden boy came up behind us.
"Where's my girlfriend?" He asked Izzy. Clary reached us and smiled at him, I felt jealous.
Jace's POV:
I walked up behind Izzy and the volleyball guy. He was eyeing Clary up and I glared at him.
"Where's my girlfriend?" I asked Izzy as Clary came up to us. I saw the other guys hands clench. I grinned and Clary smiled at me. She and Izzy were put in a game. They beat the other team, 3-1. I picked Clary up, spinning her around in my arms before kissing her. It quickly became more heated. Clary's hands slid around my neck. We pulled back when Daniel cleared his throat. He had introduced himself earlier. I had introduced myself as
"Jace, Clary's boyfriend." I was mean but who cares.
"Is there a problem?" Clary asked.
"Have you got any shame?" Another volleyball player asked, grumpily.
"Nope. It went out the window about 3 years ago," the volleyball player stormed off. Clary giggled and pulled me towards the water.
We went in, up to our waists and began splashing around. Clary splashed me and laughed.
"You little minx..." I splashed her back and she slipped. She caught my hand and pulled me down with her. We landed in the water with a massive splash. I pulled myself up on my elbows, hovering above Clary. Her shirt was sticking to her body. I ran my hands over her sides and she shuddered.
"You're so beautiful," I lent down to kiss her.
Someone sprung up besides us and Clary shrieked. She stood, standing in front of me in a defensive stance automatically. We looked up to see an Asian man covered in sparkles. He wore purple sparkly trunks and his hair was spiked up with glittery gel.
"Usually the man protects the woman," he tapped his chin thoughtfully. Clary straightened out. Alec came up to us, wearing black trunks.
"Clary, Jace. This is my friend, Magnus," he introduced. Clary eyed him up and grinned.
"Hi!"
"Hi biscuit," he grinned back.
"Biscuit?" I asked and MAGNUS nodded.
"You must be Jace." He said and I nodded.
Magnus looked at both of us.
"Aww, Alec they're so sweet," he cooed and pinched Clary's cheeks. She scowled and I pulled her to my side. "And dating," Magnus said abruptly, stopping the baby voice. Alec raised an eyebrow.
"Really? When?"
"When you weren't home. Your'e never home anymore," I said and my temper rose. I briefly noticed that Magnus had started to pull Clary back to the beach.
"I've been busy!" He muttered.
"Busy? So busy that you've forgotten your own family?" I yelled back, my anger flooding out.