PoV Clary

I was stood in front of the mirror, looking at myself, when Simon walked in.

"Whoa," he said.

He was dressed like some character from a web comic. Homestay or something or other. His skin was painted grey, and he had orange and yellow horns attached to his head. I smiled as his jaw dropped. It wasn't that often when someone as small as me gets to get that big of a reaction.

My dress was tight on my chest and abdomen, and it frilled out around the edges of the skirt. The skirt, itself, was relatively short in the front, stopping a quarter of the way down my black tight clad thighs. It trailed behind me, reaching the floor and ending with a short train. I had a wig of blond curls on. It was heavy and a bit scratchy, but comfortable. My shoes were lace up black and purple boots that went up to my knees. The dress was also Black with purple frills.

"Blond or red head?" I asked.

"R-red," Simon said, sitting down on his bed. "D-definitely red."

I took off the wig and put on another.

"You're right," I said. "I like this one better."

I put on my makeup (bold black eye liner, mascara, purple lipstick and purple body glitter), as Simon stared.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I just didn't think about what you normally looked like," he said quietly. "I never thought of you as a girl."

"That's fine," I said, checking the time. "Magnus and Alec should be here sometime soon."

"Clary?"

"Yeah?"

"Is this… is this a date?"

"What?" I looked at him squarely. His cheeks were growing red beneath the grey paint, his glasses smudges with the stuff.

"Well, it's obvious that we're going so that Magnus and Alec can go on a date without anyone knowing, so is it sort of like a double date?"

"I… don't think so."

His shoulders sagged; his chin fell to his chest. "Oh."

"But… you didn't ask me on a date," I said.

He looked up, his eyes widened. "Would you go to the Hallowe'en party with me as a date?"

"Sure."

He smiled. There was an awkward silence, long and slightly painful.

"What're your friends going to think? Going on a date with a guy?"

"They won't have to know. Alec and Magnus are going with us."

I nodded and turned back to the mirror. I place a silver tiara in my wig, and gave myself a look over.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"You look great."

There was a knock on the door, thankfully saving us from another awkward silence. It was Alec. His costume was pretty cool. He was splashed with fake blood. His hooded shirt looked like someone had left a bloody smear of a handprint. His jeans were ripped and bloody, again. He carried a (fake) sawed off shotgun. His eyes were the best part. He was wearing one contact that made the coloured part of his eye, the iris, completely black. The other eye was completely with, except for the pupil. I don't know what it had to do with being a murderer, but it was really cool.

"Where's Magnus?" we both asked.

I giggled. He smiled slightly.

"I thought he was with you," we chorused.

This time he did laugh.

Magnus popped his head in from behind Alec. "Here I am."

He looked really great. He wore shiny tight faux leather pants, which made his legs look thinner and awesomer. He was wearing chunky black combat boots over said pants, and they looked pretty boss. He wore a black hoody with the hoody pulled put. His hair was down and sparkly, his eyes in a raccoon mask of black and blue glitter. His lips were a dark blue, his nails the same colour. He held a long scythe, the only thing about the original Grim Reaper that stayed the same.

"I thought about getting one of those really small ones and putting it on a key chain for my phone," Magnus said. "But I thought that this was better."

"You look great," Alec mumbled.

"Kiss up," Magnus mumbled back at him. He turned his head towards me. "You ready, C-Bear?"

"C-Bear?" I scowled. "I don't like that."

"Me neither," Magnus said. "Come on, let's go."

Magnus was the only one of us who knew where the party was. It was in a college near the school, at one of the Frat houses. I felt like a spy when we went, like a girl infiltrating the inner sanctum of boys. Magnus laughed as I told him this.

When we got to the party, many of the boys from our school were already there. Matt and Eric and all of Simon's friends, Jace, Jordan and Sebastian. His obsidian eyes followed me as I made my way to the drinks table. They seemed to burn at my skin. He smiled knowingly, cruel and cold. I shuddered.

"You okay?" Simon asked. "Are you cold?"

"I'm… I'm fine," I said.

I walked around for quite some time, getting compliments and insults and catcalls thrown at me. I flipped many people off, trailing my skirt behind me. Many people stepping on it.

I walked up the stairs of the front room, following the smell of fresh air. I heard laughter behind a door, and opened it. I didn't know the girl, but Jordan did. He was almost balls deep in her. The girl noticed me over Jordan's shoulder and squeaked, but Jordan just turned and grinned.

"Get outta here, Cain," he yelled over the music.

I nodded drunkenly and shut the door. I stumbled over to the next door. It was Magnus and Alec, this time, but neither of them were naked. Magnus had his hands up under Alec's shirt, his lips attached to the latter's neck. Alec blushed, but grinned sheepishly. I grinned back and shut the door.

I was going to open another door when it opened. Sebastian was stood there, his black eyes boring dark holes into my eyes. He slowly clasped my arm and pulled me into the room.

"You know," he said, closing the door. "You shouldn't go around in dresses like that."

He pushed me down on the bed in the room, and took off his jack.

"Someone might get the wrong idea, Clarissa."

"How do you know me?" I mumbled slowly, drunkenly.

"I'm just trying to teach you a lesson," he said calmly, his fingers slowly unbuckling his belt.

I didn't catch on to what he was saying until then. I stood and edged towards the door. He was at the door before me, his finger nails digging into the skin on my arms. He smirked cruelly, his eyes aglow with a spark of ferocity. He pulled me back over to the bed, and pushed me down, standing back to unzipper his jeans. He lunged at me, his hands grabbing at my tights.

I kicked and punched, but he was stronger than me.

I screamed at the top of my lungs, but he covered my mouth with a hand as he started to pull down my tights. I was crying now.

The door burst open, and Sebastian was pulled off of me. Jace stood over me, trying to help me stand, and Magnus and Alec were behind him, holding Sebastian back. Magnus may have aimed a few punches at his face, but I can't really remember. Jace wrapped an arm around me, but I shoved him away, crawling into a corner of the bed. I pulled my tights back up, sobbing quietly. The music had come to a stop, and I heard many people rushing up the stairs.

"What's going on?" one guy said. He was the main Frat boy.

"This guy tried to rape my friend!" Magnus said, pointing at the offending teen.

"You!" the Frat said. "I banned you two years ago!"

Everyone turned to me, watching silently as the apparent cross dressing boy cried.

Magnus approached me, his hands out stretched.

"Come on," he whispered. "I'm not going to hurt you." I fell into his arms as he stooped next to me. He picked me up, his muscles bunching under his hoody. He carried me out, out into the cool and quiet of the night. Alec still had hold of Sebastian, and Jace has taken hold of his other arm. Sebastian was struggling against the hold, and, with a sharp twist, got loose. He ran at full speed towards the car park. Alec and Jace sped after him.

Back at the dorms, Magnus changed me out of my dress, but left my tights on. He dug into the closet and brought out a big blue shirt of Simon's. It said "Keep Calm, I'm the Doctor."

"Doctor Who," Magnus murmured. He nodded his head approvingly.

"Where is Simon?" I asked. "We left him at the party…"

"Don't you worry about him," Magnus said, passing me the shirt. I slipped it on over my bra. "I'll going to make you a cup of tea and some biscuits. Okay? I won't be gone long."

He walked over and hugged me, and then went to make my tea. A few minutes later, Jace and Alec came into my room, Simon skulking behind them.

"This one got in the way," Jace said, pointing over his shoulder at Simon. "I ran into him."

"You broke my glasses," Simon whined. "Are you okay, Cain?"

"Yeah," I whispered. "I'm okay."

"He got into a car," Alec said. "Like he had some fucking getaway driver. Don't worry, Cain. We won't let him hurt you again."

Magnus returned with tea and biscuits. He set them down on my bedside table.

I smiled slightly, looking at the four boys gathered in front of me. They had put themselves into the unknown for me, just to make sure that I was okay. I knew I shouldn't have, but I felt so happy.

I felt so happy because I had four amazing friends.