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WARNING: Underage drinking.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Mortal Instruments. I just make them do weird shit.

-Clary Fray-

"Hey, Jordan. Call Maia." Jon says. Jace agreed to force Alec and Izzy to come over. He said, and I quote 'Izzy is bringing Master Splinter.' I didn't ask what that meant, though the part of me that loves Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is kind of excited. Jonathan's friend, Magnus, agreed to come over, too.

"What? Why?" Jordan fidgets with his hands nervously.

"Because, Clary agreed to have this small gathering, and Maia is a nice girl. Just invite your girlfriend."

Jordan's face flushes. "She isn't my girlfriend."

Jon rolls his eyes. "Call your booty call, whatever. You've been hung up on her for years. Just call her, and invite her." Jordan doesn't argue. He walks out of the room with his phone to his ear.

He comes back a few moments later with a proud smile. "Maia said she will be here in ten minutes."


Everyone is here, sitting in the living room with slices of pizza. "I hardly know anyone here. Can we do introductions, or something?" Says the shiniest man I have ever seen in my life. And I'm from New York. I've seen some shiny dudes.

"I'm Clary." I offer.

Jace, who has his arm draped casually over my shoulder says "I'm Jace. Or Thundercock Bangtity McScrew. Either is fine." I giggle. That's so Jace. It's not uncommon for Jace to put his arm around me, but the sharp looks he and Jonathan are shooting each other don't go unnoticed.

"Isabelle. Izzy. Whatever."

Beside her is the boy I'm assuming is 'Master Splinter'. I'm forced to admit: He does bear a striking resemblance to a rat. In a cute way. "My name is Simon."

"Sebastian." He's been sulking since I didn't want to sleep with him. Creepy sonofabitch.

"Jordan." He lifts his hand casually, to wave. Those tattoos though.

Beside him is a pretty, dark skinned girl with chocolate hair and eyes. "I'm Maia."

"Magnus, the Magnificent." Says the glitter coated boy.

"Alec Lightwood." Alec says stiffly. Magnus smiles widely at him, and Alec flushes. I think they know each other, already.

Finally, sitting beside me, Jonathan is last. "Jonathan." He says just before taking a ridiculously large bite of pizza. That's attractive...

"Can we get drunk?" Sebastian suggests, leaning back in the swivel chair we dragged out for him.

Jonathan and I share a look. He shrugs. I shrug, or try to, but Jace's arm is heavy. He pulls me closer to him, but I don't think much of it. "We should play I Never." Isabelle suggests.

I frown. "Is it really pathetic if I say I don't know the rules?"

Everyone in the room looks at me in awe, then Izzy explains. "You take a drink if you've done something. If I said 'I never read the Complete Works of Shakespeare' you would take a drink."

I nod. "Okay, let's do it."


I must be the most inexperienced person ever, because everyone else at least has a slight buzz, and I've only drank once. Isabelle smiles mischievously. "I never... Thought Clary's step brother was hot."

Jonathan is the first to drink to this, and I laugh at him. Isabelle, Maia, Magnus and even Alec drink. I suspect that Alec is only brave enough to admit to this because he's drank quite a bit. I sigh before putting the cup of bitter liquid to my lips. Jonathan grins, and Sebastian's scowl reaches epic proportions.

"I never..." Simon starts, snickering at Magnus. "Had sex with a man." Maia, Izzy and Magnus all take a drink. I can feel people watching me, when I don't drink.

Magnus snickers. Yeah, laugh it up, fuckball. "I never had sex with a woman." All of the guys drink, excluding Alec and Simon. Magnus keeps his eyes on me, as if he's waiting for me to drink. I roll my eyes at him.

"I never" says Alec "Rolled over and introduced myself." Everyone laughs, and only Magnus and Jordan are guilty of this.

Jonathan laughs. "I never hooked up with a teacher." Jace, Isabelle and Magnus drink to this. Shit = Lost.

Oh, it's my turn. Damnit. Why wasn't I thinking of one this whole time? "I never... Had sex in a funeral home." ... Maia and Jordan drink!

"With each other!?" Jon asks. They share a look, and drink again. Jonathan looks pleased. I guess he's shipping that...

Jace's arm drops from my shoulder, and he looks directly at Magnus. "I never made out with Alec." Alec turns red when Magnus reluctantly takes a drink. I guess I was right about them knowing each other, already.

"I never kissed Jace." Isabelle offers. I sigh, and take a long drink. She already knew that. She was the one who dared us. Surprisingly, no one else drinks. I guess it really shouldn't be surprising since he just met Maia, and Isabelle is basically his sister.

"I've never been handcuffed." Simon offers. Gross. I don't want to know! Magnus, Izzy, Jace, Sebastian and Jonathan drink. Oh, dear God.

Sebastian smirks. "I've never handcuffed someone else." All of the same people, plus Jordan, take a drink. Seriously. I'm the only sober person here. I'm about to start lying, just so I can get a little tipsy.

Jordan leans forward. "I never... Took ecstasy." Everyone falls silent, as Jordan and Magnus take a long drink.

"Okay..." Maia says. "I never had a sex dream about my best friend." I don't see who's drinking because I'm busy making very awkward eye contact with my best friend, while he drinks. And then, just for good measure, he smiles and kisses my cheek. Oh, goodness... I did not need to know this piece of information!

Magnus, who was watching this little exchange, snickers and says "I never" he slurs. He's drank to almost every question. "fantasized about Clary." What the hell is wrong with these people? I take a long drink, because all of my fantasies involve me, so it's good enough. I can't do this shit sober anymore.

Hesitantly, Jace takes a drink and my jaw drops. Sebastian drinks confidently. My face burns when Jonathan drinks, and then when Isabelle drinks my jaw falls to the floor so hard, it leaves a dent. I sputter. "Jace! Isabelle! What?!"

Isabelle shrugs. "I went through a phase, and you're my only girl friend. It's not like it was recent."

Jace blushes, which is weird for him. His eyes are glassy, the way they always are when he's drunk. "You're my best friend, but you're also pretty fucking hot."

I take another drink, before burying my face in my hands. "Okay, moving on." Alec saves me. "I never read an entire book in one night." I mouth 'thank you' because he's obviously just giving me an excuse to drink, in order to get over the horror of all of this new information.

Jonathan leans back into the soft cushion of the couch. "I've never had sex with a virgin." The only people who drink are Maia and Jordan. Jon smirks. "I knew you two swapped virginities in grade ten." They smile sweetly at each other. These people are really obsessed with sex... But I'm starting to get a buzz, so it's cool now.

Shit. It's my turn again. How did I forget to think about this again? Oh, right. My two best friends think about sex with me. That's how. "I never fell in love." To my surprise, Jace drinks first. I want to ask who it was, but I don't. Jace has never been in a serious relationship. He's just gone on casual dates, followed by casual sex. I know, because he recaps all of this to me.

Alec drinks next, followed by Magnus, then Jordan and Maia. We do a few more rounds, with nothing too eventful happening, before we decide that everyone is drunk enough, and we should quit.

I finally got to drink enough to start feeling it. Jordan and Maia went upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms to make out, and I don't want to know what else. Izzy and Simon are cuddling on the couch. I ship it. Alec and Magnus are flirting with each other, blatantly. I ship that, too.

Sebastian is shamelessly hitting on me, but I'm ignoring him. Y'know. This motherfucker, always acting shady. I've tried every subtle way I could think of to make him go away, but when nothing works, I walk away from him, mid-sentence.

I find Jace and Jonathan leaning against the counter in the kitchen. "Hey guys." I greet them, glad to be away from Creepy-McGowan.

"Hey, Clary." Jon waves absently.

Jace grins. "Hi, Fray." I try to push out the thoughts of what he may have fantasized...

"Herondale." I retort.

"Morgenstern." Jonathan interjects, pointing to himself. "Glad we all know each other." My mind is the teensiest bit hazy, and it takes me a moment to remember who Morgenstern is.

"Your cousin is really creeping me out." I say, leaning against the counter across from the two boys.

"What did he do?" They both ask, in unison. and Jace adds "I will drop kick a motherfucker, in two seconds. Nobody messes with my Clary." He pulls me protectively into his chest, and I laugh. Jace has always been more... Affectionate when he's been drinking. I don't really mind. He's my best friend, and I'm comfortable with him. I trust Jace, completely.

"He put his hand on my thigh." I recall, resting my cheek against my best friends chest. He stiffens.

The drunk amusement is gone from his voice when he asks "Do you need me to lay the beat down on him?"

I giggle, due to the small amount of dizziness that comes over me, followed by the alcohol induced sleepiness. "No." I say. "I'm sleepy." I put my chin on his chest, looking up into his amber flecked eyes. "Stay over?"

Jace grins down at me. "Of course."

Just before we exit the kitchen, I wobbly turn around and say "Goodnight, Jonathan."

"Goodnight, Clary." The look on his face is one of... Jealousy?!


"C'mere." Jace slurs. He's removed his jeans, and he's laying in my bed wearing black boxers and a dark grey t-shirt. I'm too sleepy to care. "And turn off the light, Fray." He adds, as an afterthought.

I flick the light switch, and crawl into bed, where he pulls me into the stone wall of his chest. I've never really cuddled with anyone but Jace, and it only happens when he's been drinking. I'm not sure why, but I'm not complaining. He's warm, and it feels nice. Jace is familiar, and he smells like fresh laundry all the time. Innocent snuggles never hurt anybody, so I allow it, and we fall asleep together, the way we always have.

Best friends cuddle, right?


It's eight AM when nightmares shake me awake. Jace's arms are still curled protectively around me, but I feel suffocated. He groans when I slip out of the bed, but doesn't wake up. Part of me wishes he would. I need to talk, and Jace is the only person that knows I still dream about my fathers death. Having lost his own father at age ten, Jace is the only person who understands what I went through.

I don't want to disturb him, after only four hours of sleep, so I go downstairs after pulling on jeans and a hoodie. Isabelle has her head rested on Simon's shoulder, where they fell asleep together on the couch. The two of them look peaceful and happy. He isn't like the boys Izzy usually goes for, and I like him a lot better than any of her previous boyfriends.

I spin on my heel, turning away from them and out the front door. It's overcast today, and it looks like it might even rain. It isn't cold enough for snow, apparently. Which is annoying. Christmas is one week away, to the day. "Hey, Sugar." I'm startled by a low, rough voice. He holds a lit cigarette between his teeth, and his eyes are that bluish-green color of the ocean.

"Hi, Jordan." I nod absently, in his general direction.

"You're up early." He observes.

"So are you."

Jordan takes a long drag before replying. "Rejection is best chased by a cigarette. Why are you awake?"

I frown, but decide to give him an honest answer, since he was straight with me. "Bad dreams. I didn't want to wake Jace."

He nods. "Are you two... Together?"

"He's my best friend."

"Who you've kissed. And he has naughty thoughts about you, sweetheart."

I laugh in surprise. I'd forgotten about the naughty thoughts. "The kiss was a dare, almost two years ago. And I didn't know about the dirty thoughts. I'm trying to forget about it."

"Jonathan thinks you're together." He tells me.

I look away from the ocean in his eyes, as he takes another drag, and flicks the ashes from the end. I watch as they float to the ground. "Why would Jonathan care?"

Jordan rolls his eyes. "Jonathan cares about everything. And he's embarrassed that he almost kissed you, when you have a boyfriend." So he was going to kiss me.

"I don't have a boyfriend." I correct him. "Anyways," I decide to change the subject. "What happened with Maia?"

Jordan takes one last puff, before letting the cigarette fall to the ground, and twisting the tip of his shoe over it. "I fucked her. Again."

"Again?"

"I do it a lot." He admits. "I shouldn't, though."

I nod. "And in what way does getting laid equal rejection?"

Jordan chuckles, lightly. "That's all she wants from me. How backwards is that? I told her that I'm in love with her, and she said it's just sex." He sighs. "She's in love with Simon. Simon's into Izzy. Izzy's into Simon. It's not even a love triangle, really."

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