Disclaimer: Characters from the Mortal Instruments are not by me but by the magnificent Cassandra Clare. The plot is, however, conjured up from the deepest, darkest, depths of my imagination. Enjoy, my loves. ;)

- Fanfiction by: Clary Walker. ©2012 xx Sorry if the update took so long!

After Jace left me and the headmaster alone, I had to carry all my bags to my dorm room. This was it, the time I can finally know who my roommate is. I reached dorm room #25 and I knocked on the door lightly. When no one answered, I let myself in, I mean, after all, it is my room too.

I was flustered upon setting foot inside the room. It was marked in half and well, my roommate's side was sparkly, glittery and very…pink. There was a vanity table at the side which was overflowing, from hair brushes to cosmetics and whatnot.

I settled down and started unpacking. Just as I was finishing up, someone strutted into the room and damn was she pretty. She had really long jet black hair and her face looked flawless with her full pink lips and rosy cheeks. She was tall as well, which made me feel ten times shorter. She was wearing designer jeans, by the looks of it, and with every movement she made, her cascading black hair moved along with her.

Upon noticing me, she stood still, took her sunglasses off, and looked at me. She smiled and offered a hand, "Isabelle Lightwood. Call me Izzy. You must be Clary Fray." She paused as I took her hand and shook it, "I'm your roomie." She continued and gave me a wink.

I consciously shoved my red locks behind me ears. In that moment, I was suddenly all too aware of my freckles. Gaah, the first two students I met in this school are both flawless! I smiled timidly at Izzy, and she repaid me with a big, flashing smile. And with that, I knew that I was going to like my roommate.

So the facts I learned about Izzy was that she had a brother, named Alec, who, apparently, was not as straight as he looked. Alec had a boyfriend named Magnus while Izzy has this fling with a guy named Simon. Izzy went to parties almost every night, and tonight was one of those nights. The trouble is she wanted me to come with. I panicked, since this was going to be the very first party I would be going to EVER and I had no idea what to wear.

Izzy had to lend me a black and sparkly dress (which was just a shirt to her since she was one tall woman). I stared at the mirror filled with dread. I have never worn clothing this short before! My mind was screaming at me to go change in my jammies and go to sleep, but hell, of course I didn't do that. "Perfect." Izzy said looking at me in the mirror. "What's left is a little bit of make-up and we'll be good to go." And that made me squirm in my seat.

While Izzy was doing my make-up and hair, my thoughts wandered off and found Jace. Jace Wayland. He was one mysterious guy and somehow, I feel very attracted to him when I know I shouldn't be. He was someone you shouldn't even hang around with. Mental Note: Stay away as far as possible from the guy. But then again, there was something about him that made my heart beat a few beats faster and I had no idea what that meant.

"Voila!" Izzy snapped me out of my reverie. I looked at myself in the mirror, my mouth agape, because Izzy's make-up magic just made me look really different. My red locks were up in a bun with hair pins everywhere, and with the make-up, my freckles seemed a little less. My cheeks looked a bit rosy, and whatever Izzy did to my face, hell yeah I liked it.

Izzy helped me up and I spun around and she smiled, satisfied with her work. "Okay," she clapped her hands once. "Off we go, the party is just across the hall." She said while moving swiftly towards the door. I jogged after her long strides, tripping and slipping since I wasn't that used to wearing heels.

I could practically hear the music and the beat now, my heart as if beating along with the rhythm. "Wait, won't the teachers get angry?" I asked Izzy. We were very near the room now and the music was very loud that it felt like my eardrums were going to pop out. "No. They don't fully agree and want these parties disturbing their sleep but they can't do anything about it." Izzy replied, practically shouting at me in order for me to hear. I just nodded in response, not wanting to shout.

We went inside the room, packed with bodies grinding along to the music. All of a sudden I felt suffocated and self-conscious. This was my first time being around this many people in one room, and my first time to wear such a short dress. I sighed and followed Izzy around. Might as well get this over with. Izzy gracefully walked floated around as I lumbered along, tripping over people's foot once in a while.

Few seconds later, Izzy left me alone when she saw one of her friends, Maia. Maia, apparently, saw Simon talking to another woman, and the infuriated Izzy went off to investigate. So I was left alone near the table filled with food, drinking the punch that was being served. And that was when he bumped into me again.

My punch splashed all over Izzy's dress. I looked at the damage, and then I looked up to glare at the slightly tipsy son of Loki. He signaled me a salute and I pointed at the soaked dress I was in incredulously. I hope Izzy won't kill me for this.

"Oh hey, it's you again, Fray." He slurred. "Not really a pleasure." I frowned, "and I'm beginning to think you're doing this," I pointed at the dress once again, "on purpose." I sneered at him. He looked at me innocently then grinned, "Or it could be fate." He said, his boyish grin still plastered on his face. Haah, what a cocky asshat, I thought as I raised two eyebrows at him. I could never really raise just one.

A couple of girls passed by us, their eyes flirting with my blonde companion. Jace winked at them and they giggled. When the girls were a short distance away, Jace eyed one of them and then looked back at me, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"See you later, Fray. Duty calls." He winked at me then sprinted off towards a petite but pretty girl with dark straight hair. I felt a pang of jealousy as they flirted with each other.

"That girl is Aline Penhallow." Someone said behind me. I spun around and came face-to-face with the masculine version of Izzy. This much be her brother, Alec. "Greetings, I'm Alec Lightwood. Brother of Isabelle Lightwood. You must be the new girl Clary." And I was right, he was Izzy's brother. Alec had another man in tow, and their hands were linked together. He had spiky hair that would have had looked manly if it weren't for the glitter and highlights all over it. "Magnus." He offered a hand and I shook it. "Pleased to meet both of you!" I smiled brightly.

"Sorry Clary, but we have to run. Chairman Meow must be famished by now!" Magnus exclaimed as he excused himself and dashed off. "That's his cat." Alec said to me with a chuckle before he went off after Magnus.

Huh, what peculiar people I have met so far.