"Wow," Isabelle started groggily, "I find it very demeaning that you woke up beside me and started screaming right away."
"What? When? How?" Simon hurriedly asked.
"Really Simon, am I that unforgettable in bed?" Isabelle asked with a pouting expression.
"WHAT?!" Simon screamed as he started blushing like crazy. "No, no, no, no. This cannot be happening, I cannot have lost my…" Simon cut himself off before finishing the sentence that would only humiliate him.
This caused Isabelle to laugh before answering, "Oh, so I had the pleasure of taking the virginity of Simon Lewis?" Simon's mind was racing and he was unable to come up with a response. There was no way in hell he was going to forget his first time, and it was supposed to be with Clary nonetheless, not some girl he barely knew.
Isabelle seemed to take pity on him, because she pulled the covers off of her showing Simon that she was in fact fully clothed. "If you are worried that we took part in "extracurricular activities," then don't be I was just joking. I promise that absolutely nothing like what you are thinking happened."
Simon looked down at himself again before replying, "Then why am I…? And how did we…? And what did we…?"
Isabelle gave Simon a run down of what happened last night. Apparently he was really wasted, which was believable, and told Isabelle all about how he met Clary. Then he started taking off his clothes and slid into her bed and said he wouldn't fall asleep unless she was there with him.
"Oh god," Simon whispered as he realized what he had done. I am so sorry, I should go now." He started making his way around the room to pick up his clothes. Once he was fully clothed he headed towards the door and turned as he said, "Uh, thanks for taking care of me. I am very sorry about everything, I'll see you later." With that Simon turned back to the door and turned the door knob. When he opened the door he saw a familiar face on the other side, Alec.
Alec raised his eyebrow in confusion as he tried to comprehend what was going on. Then Simon realized what he would come to believe was happening so he started, "No, this isn't what it looks like."
Isabelle interjected, "Don't worry, nothing happened. He just needed a friend, Simon why don't you leave so I can sort things out with my brother?"
Simon nodded his thanks and then made his way out of the apartment. As he looked down at his phone he noticed that he was going to be late for his first class if he didn't hurry.
"So you conquered another one already?" Alec asked in a disapproving tone.
Isabelle rolled her eyes as she responded, "I don't see why it's any of your business what happened but no, he really did just need a friend."
Alec gave her a confused look, "But I thought he was your next target? Why didn't you take the chance when it was right in front of you?"
"I don't know, I am asking myself the same question. He was drunk out of his mind, if I started to make a move on him he wouldn't have been able to resist, but it just felt wrong. He was crying while telling me about him and Clary and it just felt wrong. I didn't want to take advantage of someone so innocent and docile." Isabelle answered.
"So does that mean you are going to stop then?" Alec asked curiously.
"No, now I am more interested in doing this than ever. However I want it to be a mutual thing, I want him to choose me, I don't want him to chalk it up as a drunken mistake. Then once I am done with him, I'll move onto the next guy," Isabelle clarified.
"What a succubus you are little sister," Alec replied in a disgruntled tone.
"Simon!" Clary exclaimed when he walked entered their apartment. "Where were you all night? I tried calling and texting you all night, but you never responded!"
"Oh, my phone must have died," Simon lied. "My bad, and don't worry I was with a friend. Anyways we need to hurry, so why don't we talk later?"
Clary looked displeased, but she nodded her head in agreement. Simon then made his way to his room. Now that he thought about it, where was his phone anyway? The last time he remembered having it on him was the party. Did he drop it there? Well whatever, he thought, I can always buy a new phone.
Twenty minutes later he was ready to go. He had showered, changed, and ate breakfast. "Wow Simon, I couldn't tell earlier, but you got a full on makeover." Clary noted.
"Yeah Maia helped me out yesterday," Simon explained. "So, how does it look?"
"You look like great! Ladies watch out!" Clary praised him. This caused Simon to smile, maybe there was still hope they could be more than friends one day.
The two realized they were in a rush, so they made their way to school. By the time they arrived at class they were very late and multiple heads turned around as they heard the door open.
At the end of class the two of them were just about to leave, when Isabelle came rushing over. "Hey guys!" She exclaimed. Then she reached into her bag for something and as Simon watched he realized it was his phone, "Here you go Simon, you left this at my place when you left this morning…" Isabelle seemed to realize her mistake as she looked at Clary most likely realizing that she should not have said that.
"Wait," Clary started. "So the friend who you stayed with was Izzy?" Clary gave him a disappointed look, "Why did you lie to me? You could have told me you the truth."
"I was telling you the truth. Izzy was just being a friend to me, nothing happened!" Simon assured her.
"I don't understand why you find the need to lie to me. It's fine if you went and slept with her, she is your ideal type isn't she?" Clary replied.
"Okay it's very presumptuous and demeaning of you to just assume that Simon and I would just have sex with someone we just recently met. You should believe in your best friend," Isabelle scolded.
Clary put her hands up, "Alright, I believe you. Simon's never really been too interested in girls, so it was pretty hard to believe anyway."
After school Isabelle asked Clary to stop by her apartment so that the two of them could have a talk. "This apartment looks amazing," Clary chirped.
"Thanks, but I asked you to come here for a different reason," Isabelle clarified. Clary turned her full attention to Isabelle, so she continued. "I need to know for sure if you ever have or will look at Simon as more than a friend."
Clary gave her a puzzled expression, "Izzy, I thought I already told you how I felt."
"All I am asking for is the truth. So you are saying that there has never even been once instance where you saw him as more than a friend? Not even now that he changed his style?" Isabelle questioned.
Clary was silent for a few moments before she answered, "Not that I can recall, he's always just been more of a brother. Why do you keep asking anyway?"
"Because, I am going after him and I just wanted to know if I had any competition," Isabelle bluntly stated.
"By going after you mean pursuing romantically?" Clary asked.
"Yes," Isabelle clarified. "I will make him mine soon enough, but first I wanted to know if you had any feelings for him. However you said you have no such feelings, which means I have nothing to worry about right?"
"R-right," Clary responded.
When Clary arrived at the apartment Simon was sitting on the couch playing video games. Now that she really took the time to look at him she Izzy was right, he was a knockout. Clary watched Simon smile from ear to ear as he was playing and felt her heart flutter. No, Clary thought, Izzy is getting in my head, Simon and I are not like that.
But why were they both so flustered when Clary ran into him coming out of the shower a few days ago? Anyways he has feelings for Isabelle right? She told Clary herself she's going after him too. But why did he leave the party last night like that? Clary remembered Izzy asking her how she felt about Simon and then…. No, that couldn't be why he left right? There's no way Simon feels that way.
Before Clary knew it Simon had paused his game, "Clary is everything alright? You are staring at me, is there something on my face?"
Clary started to blush before responding, "N-no. I was just lost in thought that's all." Clary walked into her own room and shut herself in for the rest of the night. Clary was sure she liked Jace, so why was she wondering about Simon like this? Everything was too much to process for her brain, so she decided to turn in before her brain caught on fire.