"Fucking wankers. All of them." Emily stood in front of the basin and furiously tried to scrub something off her dress. Isabelle raised her eyebrows in amusement and stepped closer. This is a nice surprise.
There was a rather large red stain on the girl's yellow dress. Probably red wine or some red juice mixed with alcohol. "I doubt this is gonna come off with just water." she said, making her presence known. Emily looked up in surprise, she hadn't noticed the other girl coming in. "Here let me." Izzy said, putting some soap on the stain and started to scrub it herself.
"So what did you do to piss the 'cool kids' off?" she asked. "Why would you think that I pissed anyone off?" Emily asked slightly irritated. "Well you just arrived and someone already spilled their drink all over you. And by the looks of it, it wasn't exactly an accident." "How do you know I just arrived?" "Well you are tiny, but you can hardly miss your red hair, and I haven't seen you tonight up until now." Izzy stated, making Emily smile. "I don't think this is coming off anytime soon." she added and let go of the other girls dress.
"So are you gonna tell me why they aren't exactly fond of you?" "I didn't do anything." Emily said defiantly. "Sure, cause they always just spill their drinks on pretty girls for no reason at all." Izzy drawled. "I just shouldn't have come tonight." "Then why did you?" "Theo talked me into it." "Your boyfriend?" At that Emily looked somewhat offended. "No! definitely not." "If you say so." Izzy shrugged and went to freshen up her make up.
Emily watched in silence for a few minutes. "I like your tattoos." "They're not tattoos." Izzy immediately replied without thinking. "What are they then? Henna tattoos?" Oh Izzy you and your big mouth! "Look you don't want to tell me what happened between you and the others and I don't want to tell you about my tattoos alright?" She said sharply, making the other girl take a step back. "Alright take off your dress." Izzy said after glancing at her cellphone 'Sure thing, be there in 5-A'. "Excuse me?!" "Your dress, take it off." she repeated, taking her own shirt off. Emily just gaped at her. Izzy threw her shirt at the staring girl. "This should fit you just fine as a dress." "Ehem thank you? And you are gonna wear what exactly?" Emily asked still staring openly. "Oh don't worry, my ride will be here in a few minutes." Izzy grinned at her, putting on her leather jacked and zipping it up just far enough to look at least halfway dressed.
There was a soft knock on the door. "Emily? Are you alright in there?" It took the girl a bit to answer. "Yes Theo, I'm fine thank you! Just give me a few minutes!" "Better hurry up then, we wouldn't want to keep your boyfriend waiting." Izzy teased. "He is not my boyfriend! I'm not even into that!" "Interesting." Izzy raised an eyebrow and shot her a curious look.
"Well if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way then. Oh and please try not to ruin my shirt, I'm rather fond of it." with that she left the other girl staring after her, still dumbfounded.
When she exited the house Anthony was already waiting for her. He threw her a helmet and without looking back they were on their way to Magnus.
A real party at last. Izzy entered the loft and was pleased by what she saw. "Now that's what I call a party!" She exclaimed. Anthony laughed. "Was it really that bad?" "Not bad.. just boring." Except for the last 20 minutes. Magnus spotted them and made his way over. "Isabelle. Anthony. What a pleasant surprise! I didn't think you were joining us tonight." His yellow-green eyes were clearly searching for the other black-haired Lightwood sibling. "He's not here... yet." Izzy smiled warmly at him. She hadn't been too thrilled when she found out her brother dated a warlock, but Magnus certainly had proven himself and she had grown quite fond of him. Also she had to admit he somehow always managed to look amazing.
Magnus smiled back at her. "We'll see. But where are my manners, May I take your coat?" "Sure" Izzy said and let him help her out of her leather jacket, leaving her in just her bra and the red necklace. "Bolt choice." Magnus grinned approvingly, when he saw the necklace he seemed far away for a few seconds. Anthony just hummed in agreement. "Your brother certainly could learn a thing or two from you." "Oh he might surprise you yet." Izzy winked at him before dragging Anthony to the bar. Normally most downworlders would stare at a shadowhunter running around topless at one of their parties, but Izzy had somewhat become a regular at Magnus parties and no one really took notice of her anymore.
"Not that I disapprove or anything, but was this outfit planned?" The vampire asked her while they waited for their cocktails. "No, I had a pretty nice shirt, but then something came up." "Something or someone?" he teased. "Someone, but not like that." she clarified laughing.
Alec turned up some time later that night, when Izzy and Anthony were already fairly drunk and making out on some couch. "Where did my sisters shirt go?" he asked Magnus, irritation lear in his voice. "She arrived here this way." "Oh?" Alec's eyebrow shot up, but he didn't have a lot of time to think about it, with a hot warlock demanding his attention.
When Isabelle woke the next morning, she found herself curled up to Anthony. A small smile crept up her face. She liked this. A lot. This was easy and safe, Anthony was easy and safe. They always had a good time with no feelings attached. Both of them knew better than to expect anything more than their friendship with certain benefits."It's kind of creepy waking up to you smiling like that." Anthony interrupted her thoughts. "Always the charmer." She laughed, getting up to get dressed. Anthony's eyes following her constantly. "Oh no you're not taking another shirt! You still have to bring me back my clothes you borrowed last time!" He protested when she began to look through his closet. "Oh but I like them way too much to give them back." She grinned at him while putting on another one of his shirts. "Just like I like these way too much to return them." She added while she put on the sunglasses she had borrowed last time as well. "Thieving shadwohunters. My favorites." He drawled. "It's not like you don't have anything else to wear." She laughed and bent down to give him a kiss on the cheek before she left. It was true though. Anthony probably owned more clothes than Isabelle and her brothers combined.