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Great, just great, Simon thought in agony. It only took Clary a few moments to become smitten by Jace at orientation, and now the two were going to be in the same class every week.
"So Simon, there's going to be this party at one of the fraternity's tonight to welcome everyone to school. Are you interested in coming with me?" Isabelle asked lightly.
Simon turned his head to respond, but before he could speak Clary interjected, "Will all three of you be at the party?" Isabelle was not dense, so she understood Clary's real question.
"Yes, all three of us will be at the party," Isabelle replied with a smirk.
"Alright, then we will both go, right Simon?" Clary exclaimed with a smile on her face. Simon did not want any part of the party, but where Clary went so did he. Simon nodded his head, to afraid his voice would waver if he responded. "Great, just send us the details and we will be there!"
"I am glad to see the best friends will be making it," Isabelle answered in amusement while emphasizing the word friends. Yep, Simon thought to himself, his feelings are so obvious that even Izzy can see them yet Clary is still utterly clueless.
The rest of the day Simon could only think about Clary. No matter what, he needed to confess his feelings tonight. If he could not muster up the courage today, then he never would.
After class was over he told Clary that he had somewhere to be and told her he would meet her at the party. He then pulled out his phone and called the one person who could help him.
An hour later he was waiting outside the hair salon for the only person that could help him. He noticed her right away whenever she came into view. She was the female version of himself, Maia Roberts, also she was his only ex-girlfriend. When Maia saw Simon she started running and once they met pulled him into a bear hug. "So Simon, are you sure that this is what you want to do?" Maia asked in a kind-hearted tone.
Simon hesitated for a few moments before answering, "Yes, this is the only thing I can think of that might make Clary see me in a new light."
Maia smiled at him as she played with his shaggy hair, "Alright, then it's time for a makeover Simon Lewis."
Maia talked with the hair stylist about styling ideas that went right over Simon's head. Twenty minutes later he had freshly cut hair gelled to the right side of his head. Simon had was not sure whether it looked good or not, but Maia saw his uncertainty and gave him a thumbs up. "Now that that's done our next stop is the eye doctor," Maia stated in a cheerful tone.
The trip to the eye doctor did not take long, and before long Simon was now wearing a pair of contacts instead of his usual glasses. "Wow Simon, without your glasses your eyes look so much bigger and brighter. You look really good," Maia praised.
"T-thanks for the compliment," Simon stuttered. He felt his face turning red. Simon then composed himself before starting, "Um, Maia about.."
She cut him off before he could finish, "It's okay Simon, I know why we broke up. Even though you like me, you love her. I'm fine now, we work best as friends anyway."
"You know what you are a really cool person Maia," Simon acknowledged.
"Yeah I am, now come on we are not finished yet," Maia replied as she pulled him to their final destination, the mall. Maia had told him that she would take care of his outfit, so he waited outside the store. One look at his phone told him that he needed to hurry, it was already almost nine and the party started at ten. He could probably make it in time if he was by himself, but he had to Maia home, and she was still picking out his clothes.
Simon was lost in thought, when a group of girls walked up to him. Simon figured they were lost and was just about to ask if they needed directions, when the girl in the middle started talking, "Um could I have your phone number?" Simon was completely blindsided. The girl looked like she could be a real life barbie doll, and she wanted his number? What in the world was happening? Was this all a prank, that involves hidden cameras?
Before he could come up with a reply, he was saved by Maia. "I'm sorry," She interjected as she grabbed his arm, "Simon here happens to be my boyfriend, he was waiting out here for me so I could pick out clothes as a gift for him."
"Oh, sorry my bad!" The girl exclaimed as she and her friends ran away.
"What happened?" Simon asked in confusion.
"That was your new look. A lot of girls just notice that you are nerdy so they don't see how attractive you are, but things have changed now since you had a makeover. Now, change into these clothes and finish your look.
Simon took the bag of clothes and went into a changing room. As he pulled out the clothes he saw that Maia had bought a pair of expensive looking blue jeans and a maroon dress shirt.
A few minutes later he came back to where Maia was waiting for him and she smiled as she said, "Now you look like a lady killer, good luck tonight." This caused Simon to smile. Tonight was the night that things would change.
By the time Simon drove Maia home and arrived at the party it was eleven. Well, Simon thought, I'm sure Clary was fine for an hour without me.
Isabelle was surprised when Clary came to the party by herself. "Where's Simon?" Isabelle asked in confusion."
Clary smiled and shrugged, "I don't know, he said he had something to do when classes got out. He did however promise to meet me here, which is good because this is not my scene and I could use a friend."
Isabelle laughed and slung her arm around Clary's shoulder, "We are friends now too aren't we?"
"Yeah, but having Simon around makes me relax and feel more comfortable," Clary explained.
"You know, Simon could be really popular with the ladies if he put in a little effort," Isabelle informed Clary.
"What do you mean by that?" Clary questioned.
"Are you playing dumb or are you just clueless?" Isabelle asked. Clary's raised her eyebrow in confusion. Man, Isabelle thought, is this girl dumb? "Look what I'm saying is that if Simon stopped with the whole nerd persona and had a makeover he would be very good looking."
"Really? I never really thought about the way Simon looks. However, I want someone to like Simon for who he is, he shouldn't have to change for girls to like him," Clary remarked.
"Well, what about you? Have you ever thought about Simon as more than a friend? Is he someone that you can see yourself dating?" Isabelle queried.
"Dating Simon? I don't know he's like family to me, like a brother. It would be weird if we tried to be more than just friends," Clary clarified.
There was a large crashing sound that caused Isabelle to turn around, someone had bumped into the coffee table and knocked a vase onto the ground. She realized that the guy looked familiar, and then she realized that it was Simon. Before Isabelle could say anything he ran to the front of the house and out the door.
"Are you sure that he feels the same way?" Isabelle hinted as she ran after Simon.
She could see him a few blocks ahead of her. "Simon wait!" She called out as she ran to catch up with him. He turned around as he heard her voice. Isabelle could see the tears welling up in his eyes as she came closer to him. "Follow me, we're going to get drunk."
Isabelle bought a few thirty packs and then took Simon back to her apartment. She walked over to the couch and set the beer down on the coffee table and motioned for Simon to follow her. Then, Isabelle cracked open a beer and said, "Look Simon, there are other girls besides Clary in the world. Besides, right now you look like a player. I bet you could walk up to most girls and get their number."
"I don't want any other girls, I just want Clary," Simon mumbled.
Simon reached for a beer and snapped it open before chugging it. Once he was done with that beer he grabbed another, then another, and soon enough Simon blacked out.
Simon woke due to the sun shining on his face. His head was pounding like crazy, he was definitely hung over. Simon slowly sat up and pulled the covers off of him and almost screamed in surprise. These were not his bed sheets. As he looked around he realized he wasn't in his room, and instead it was a girls room. Simon heard a moan to his left and realized he wasn't the only one in bed, there was a girl sleeping on the left side of the bed. He screamed as he realized it was Isabelle. Wait, why was he only wearing his underwear? What the hell happened last night? He remembered the party and then he hung out with Isabelle and then blank.