Disclaimer- I own nothing of the mortal instruments series much to my displeasure.

All the characters and the like belong to the wonderful Cassandra Clare.

P.S.- I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter. I'm still trying to figure

out exactly how to go about this so please bear with me. Thanks-Author

Chapter -2

About a month later most of Izzy's paperwork had been filled out and she had started to move little things into the apartment.

I was awaken from a great dream involving The Doctor, Jack, Amy and a Shape shifter, to a sharp knock on the door. I got up, not daring to look in the mirror for fear that I might see how bad my bed head is, and walked to the door.

I pulled it open to see a happy, energetic, already dressed Isabelle on the other side. She had a cup of something in her hands that she pushed into mine and invited herself in. The delicious heavy scent of coffee hit me, waking me slightly. I followed her to the couch and groaned.

"Izzy, you have a key. You don't need to knock."

"I know, I know. I wanted you to get up because I'm moving most of my stuff in today." She smiled.

"So up, up." She shooed me off the couch. "Get dressed, take a shower, whatever you have to do. My brothers are waiting downstairs to help.

I groaned again and slumped my way back to my room, pulling out my jeans and a band t-shirt. I turned to the mirror and sighed, trying to pull my hair up into a bun I gave up and settled with what looked like a cupcake on the top of my head.

I pulled on a pair of sneakers and made my way down to where Isabelle and her brothers stood. One of them, maybe 25 looking, with dark, almost black hair put his hand out for me to shake. His skin was pale, like he spent most of his days indoor. What struck me were his vivid blue eyes. Altogether he wasn't hard to look at, at all.

Next to him stood another man who looked about the same age. Though where the other man wore dull, dark clothes, this man wore bright, sparkly attire. He looked of Asian decent, with sharp features and eyes that resembled a cats. His hair was spiked, pulled through with glittering gel and rings that sparkled as he put out his hand for me to shake as well.

Izzy turned to me and introduced. "Clary this is Alec, my brother." She pointed to the one with blue eyes. "And this-" She was cut off by the glittery man. "Magnus. My name is Magnus Bane. The boyfriend of this one." He hooked his thumb at Alec.

"I thought you said 'brothers'. Like more than one." I asked Izzy. Wait. Alec and Magnus. I'd heard those names multiple times somewhere. Oh god. Oh god no. Isabelle said that one of her brothers lived in the same apartment as me. No no no no no no.

"I'm baaaaaack!" A voice sang from behind me. "And I brought food!"

I closed my eyes and turned around. "This is my step-brother-"

"Jace." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh hey red, how are you this fine morning. Might I say your hair is looking absolutely astounding."

"You know I would really appreciate if people would stop cutting me off thanks." Izzy glaring at no one in particular. "So I guess that means that you know each other. Good, that will make everything less awkward."

"If you say so." I replied. "So what do you want to start with?"

She perked up at this slightly and started ordering who to grab what.

As I was grabbing a box, Jace purposely leaned up against me, reaching for one next to it. I moved to the other side and glared at him. He simply pretended that nothing was wrong and continued what he was doing.

A couple hours later we were almost done and decided to take a break for lunch. Jace said that he knew a good place and set off not looking to see if we were following. Everyone else had no problem catching up, but considering that I was almost a foot shorter than everyone else; I practically had to jog to keep up.

Eventually we made it in front of Jace's destination. It was a small resturant, with a chipping sign on the front labelled "Taki's". The building looked rugged from the outside, cold. It would look interesting to draw in back charcoal, with sharp, crisp lines.

Sighing I turned to Jace. "Not that I'm complaining or anything but this place kinda looks like a jail."

"A jail that serves really good food." He replied and walked in.

The inside looked a bit like a retro diner with polished red booths that were cracking in some places, and a long, sleek, black and white counter taking up most of the back of the room.

Izzy chose a spot and we sat down. Picking up one of the menus, I scanned the choices.

"And what can I get you all?" A warm voice asked. I looked up to find a tall, willowy blond girl holding a notepad, her pen poised. She had clear pale skin and unnaturally blue eyes. We took are turns ordering, and Magnus turned to me.

"So Clarissa, tell me a bit about yourself." Everyone's eyes settled on me as I began.

"I'm an artist." I started. "I do commissions and also sell my work at my step-dads book store. I mostly do portraits, but sometimes I do landscapes as well."

"Could you paint my cat?"

"Magnus!" Alec turned to him. "She's not going to paint your cat for you."

Magnus simply shrugged and winked at me.

Our food came and we settled to an easy banter.

A couple hours later Izzy and I had returned to our apartment after bringing the rest of the things in.

I had just set the coffee maker on when my phone rang blasting the song 'milkshake' into the air. Ahhhhh Simon's ringtone.

The moment I accepted I heard Simons voice fill the speaker. "I'm coming over."

"You know I love you Simon, but is there any specific reason or….."

"I'm bored." Was all he said.

"Okay then, I guess that you can also meet my new roommate."

"Oh yeah Bella or something right?"

"Isabelle. Oh and Simon? Try not to embarrass yourself in front of her?"

"Will do, be there soon love you."

"Love you too Si."

I hung up and sat down on the couch closing my eyes. I must have not realized how tired I was because I ended up falling asleep.