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Chapter six

Isabelle shoved her face into her pillow when her alarm started beeping, raising the warm comforter over her shoulders- inhaling the sweet, familiar scent radiating off it... until she froze.

She didn't have an alarm; she was usually awoken by Jessamine's shrieks of horror, because her nose was too wide or that her face was especially blotchy that day.

The bed was too narrow, and she felt a hand snake around her waist gently.

She hesitantly lifted her head and opened her mascara-smudged eyes. Staring back at her was the face of a skinny brunette boy, who was in a deep sleep.

She slammed a hand over her mouth to muffle her yell, and as quietly as she possibly could, picked up her dress, which had been discarded to the floor, and slid into it as the boy rolled over, murmuring something that was unintelligible.

"Shit shit shit shit" she whispered to herself as she grabbed her boots and slipped out the door.

Clary, Tessa, Alec and Jace sat at the kitchen table eating the mouth watering food that Agatha had since prepared for breakfast in a subdued silence.

"Has anyone seen-" Alec started, before Tessa slammed a hand in his face.

"Don't- talk. Two hangovers in three days and I'm not happy. Shut it" she snapped, banging her head on the table.

"Tessa dear, that's not going to help" Will said as he strode into the room confidently, sitting down next to his girlfriend and gently raising her head from the table, and she then placed it on his shoulder.

He patted her hair and reached for a plate. "How are you so damn cheerful?" Clary groaned, almost face planting into her cereal.

"Because I, unlike some people, am not a total lightweight when it comes to drinking my problems away" Will said bluntly.

"Honestly, I'm ashamed" he continued "I thought that I had taught you all better. Alec, Clary, you two have a pass because I haven't known you as long. But Jace and Tess… this it just sad".

"Jace, I've lived with you since I was one. I thought that you would have picked up on a few of my tricks, but apparently not. And Tess, you need to go out with me more if you ever want to stop the hangovers" Will said, mockingly sad.

Tessa hit him over the head. "Ugh. Just shut up" Jace, who had been surprisingly silent till then, snapped.

Will rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah. So Alec, Jessamine wanted me to tell you that your sister didn't sleep here last night, and that she probably was sleeping around with the first guy she saw" he said cheerfully.

"WHAT?!" Alec burst out, standing up in a fury. "Oh, calm down Lightworm. I saw her last night, and the only guy she danced with was some nerdy guy from Downworld Prep. I doubt that she had that poor a sense" Will said dismissively.

Tessa slapped his arm. "Hey! I used to go to that school!" she protested.

"And thank god you moved. And anyway Clary- don't you have a brother? Because despite being here every day you two have, I've never seen him" He said, brushing his hair out of his eyes.

Clary rolled her green orbs. "Yeah, he's just constantly been hanging around his roommate. Sebastian or whatever" she said, fiddling with the chain on her neck.

"Yeah, well. I've only seen him once, and that was the day you came" Jace said, furrowing his eyebrows.

Almost as if on cue, Jonathan walked into the room, behind the blonde girl that had been talking to Sebastian at the party.

"Do any of you guys know Simon Lewis?" he asked nervously.

Aline stared at her phone, biting her lip. She was sitting on her bed in her room, door shut. When her parents had come home early to the house being trashed, her parents had taken away her car keys and her laptop and she had been grounded for five weeks.

She had been banished to her room hours ago, and was staring wistfully at the call button.

Parts of her screamed at her that it wasn't right- she had a hot boyfriend who had never done anything bad to her, her parents would be furious, and she knew that the whole of Alicante would shun her when they found out and…

She shook her head and pressed the button and raised it to her ear.

"Helen? It's Aline. Can I ask you something?"

Simon woke to a burning headache. Cursing the countless drinks he had taken at the Penhallow house, he swung his legs over the bed and put his head in his hands.

With a sudden realisation, he leapt up as the memories started swirling around in his mind.

Isabelle Lightwood, the girl his heart had been aching for since the first time her had seen her, and his soccer game that he had had against her older brother, her hair in braids and the triumphant smile that had lit up her face when Simon's team had lost, her rude yet flirty attitude to everyone she came across.

And he had slept with her.

Slept with her at a party that he hadn't even wanted to go to, but Raphael had dragged him to 'to pick up hot chicks' as he had put it.

A party where he'd actually known what, one person in the entirety of the hundred or so people that had occupied the house.

He knew that she was orphaned, and she was a complete bitch to anybody she came across. That she was a heartbreaker, a cold hearted princess. But the thing was, he didn't care. He knew that he should, and every inch of him wanted to, but he couldn't.

And he hated himself for it.

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