HEY! So, this will be my first Malec fic and I'm pretty excited about it if I'm honest. I'm gonna see how well this first chapter does before I really think about the next one too much:)

There are little hints of Clace or whatever in there but the main plot of the story is revolved entirely around Malec, so chill out guys :)

Also, if you haven't read all of the Mortal Instruments and maybe even the Infernal Devices, DO NOT READ THIS FIC because I don't really know but there could be spoilers for both series in here at some point. Better safe than sorry!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Alec.

As much as I despised him, I always found Sebastian incredibly hot. Maybe that was why I tortured myself with his presence daily, since despite he was one of the most infuriatingly arrogant people I'd ever met, he was attractive. Okay, admittedly, he wasn't really that bad, but he still not an entirely likeable person. Regardless, I met him in the hall after second period and went to our regular lunch table with him in the cafeteria. To my left was Sebastian and to his left was my little brother Jace. On my right sat Jordan, his hazel eyes glowing with delight to see us, but mostly to see Maia, who was to his immediate right and Jace's left on our circular table of five. We used to have an empty space until Jordan got a girlfriend and we all adjusted to having Maia around pretty quickly. She was just like one of the guys, so it was easy to have her around without things getting awkward, and she even made me feel a little more comfortable than I would without her there on occasions. For a while, I thought I was only comforted by her presence because she was the only one who could relate to me on the whole liking guys thing. Of course, Maia didn't know I swung that way; nobody did. I wasn't planning on telling anyone anytime soon, my reasoning being I'd only recently told myself.

Unfortunately, I figured we were the 'populars'. The kind of group that the rest of the school inwardly detests and wants to kill but has no choice but to be friendly towards. In different circumstances, maybe I'd be grateful, but having every single other student in your personal business all the time was very difficult when you had a secret as big as mine. Constantly, I was terrified.

Jace was looking particularly arrogant today. He sat with a huge grin plastered on his face as he pulled an apple out of his bag and Sebastian glanced over at him, quirking his eyebrow up in puzzlement.

"What are you so happy about?" he asked, leaning back on me and staring at Jace requesting an answer. I rested my elbows on Sebastian's shoulders and started fiddling with my phone in front of him. Sebastian, as he often did, took my phone straight from hand and started playing with it himself. I watched him idly before Jace started talking.

"Okay, I know I always say this kind of shit," I almost zoned out after hearing that but tried to keep my attention on what he was saying. "But I can honestly get anything I want from anyone because I'm just dripping with good looks!" He finished with a proud smirk in Sebastian's general direction, who quickly scoffed in response.

"Right. Jace, honestly, Alec could get in anyone's pants quicker than you. No offense pretty boy," Sebastian replied, patting my leg as if to justify his insulting words. I knew he didn't mean it because I was ugly or anything. He meant it because I was incredibly awkward and terrible at conversation in general, also a virgin and terrified to lose it. Still, it hurt a little.

"Oh really?" Jace mused, the smirk not leaving his face. "Why don't we see about that?"

At that, my head snapped up to attention because I could make it out what exact direction this was going in and it was an extremely terrible one.

"Yes." Sebastian agreed, mimicking Jace's evil grin. "Why don't we Alexander?"

"Sebastian.." I whimpered pathetically, protesting which they all laughed at and my cheeks were immediately tinted pink with embarrassment. Maia chirped up suddenly. She was the master of this kind of stuff; in a way, she lead the pack.

"Right! Here's how this is gonna work! Jace and Alec, you each have exactly 3 weeks to seduce and have sex with your designated partner. As for you Jace, that means Clary Morgenstern-"

"She hates me!?" Jace interrupted, flailing his arms for emphasis. A small giggle escaped Maia's lips and she shook her head in mock disappointment.

"Yes Jace, that's the point. Alec, your partner can be...Um, Camille Belcourt?"

"Oh shut up, that'll be easy as hell, she's obsessed with how 'beautiful' he is," Sebastian quickly snapped, shaking his head then running a hand through his pale blond hair and closing his eyes to show he was thinking. For a brief moment there was silence, and then, the light haired boy sparked up to life again. "Magnus Bane. Your partner is Magnus Bane."

"...He's a guy?" Jordan decided to contribute to the conversation. I was staring at Sebastian with wide eyes and, I was sure, a bright red face. Sometimes, it was like he just knew things. How he could possibly have picked up on my being gay was beyond me, but it was an incredibly scary thought.

"Well he just has to get him in bed. Not actually do anything. But quite honestly, he's the only person I can think of who's bitter enough to reject our little buttercup," I rolled my eyes at the nickname and shoved Sebastian off of me. The boy smiled smugly at me, and I was about to punch the smile off of his face when Maia spoke again.

"Well, are you up for it Alec!?" she herself sounded very enthusiastic about the whole ordeal and was looking at me expectantly, as was Sebastian. Jace looked arrogant, as he often did, the glint in his eye assuring me he knew he would win. Jordan did not look remotely interested, until I managed to spark his attention by simply nodding. Clearly, he did not think I'd be willing to participate because straight away, he looked from Jace to me to Sebastian and jumped up out of his seat slamming his hands down on the table.

"I propose I bet!" he yelled, before pointing at Jace. "I choose him. I bet Sebastian one kiss from Maia that Jace will get Clary before Alec gets Magnus." This received a punch in the arm from Maia, but she didn't protest or complain any further so it was accepted that she would give the prize if necessary. The corner of Sebastian's mouth jerked up into a crooked grin and he nodded slowly to himself.

"Alright. And what exactly do you want from me? A kiss from my pretty boy?" he patted my back and I almost flinched away from his touch but compelled myself not to, knowing they would laugh at and humiliate me again. In an instant, Jordan clarified that he would not be requesting any part of me, but rather $100 from Sebastian and to everyone's surprise, the pale blond boy agreed to this within seconds. Clearly, he hadn't thought this through very well at all. "Does this however insinuate that we will be allowed to mentor them?" He asked Jordan politely and I suddenly feared for my reputation. With Sebastian guiding me through flirting with Magnus Bane; I was as good as dead in the eyes of my fellow peers.

"Fuck yeah! Oh God, this is gonna be perfect! Easy!" Quickly, there was a seat change so that Jordan could sit with Jace and discuss Clary. In the meantime, Sebastian was staring down at me with a look I could only describe as predatory. He knew he was going to ruin me. Not only did he know however, he wouldn't stop at just having the knowledge, he also very blatantly found it all very hilarious.

"Oh, just to clarify, it has to be entirely consensual," Sebastian looked away from me momentarily to announce this to the group. His harsh gaze fell directly on Jace and if I were him, I'd be trembling with fear because Sebastian was giving him THAT look. "If you touch my sister anywhere she doesn't like I'll burn you." Audibly gulping, Jace nodded, as did the rest of the group.

"Your time starts now!" Maia chanted, and I was immediately yanked up out of my seat and pulled relentlessly towards a table where I caught a glimpse of sparkly dark blue hair. Magnus Bane.

Magnus.

I met up with Camille before heading to the cafeteria as usual. Since Simon had just had class with her, he was already with us when we entered too. We all took a seat at our usual table where Clary already sat with Tessa. They seemed to be discussing clothes, as Tessa was pointing to a bright red dress in an open catalogue on the table. I sat beside her and glanced at Clary who looked as bored as though she'd just finished an exam and had yet another two hours to wait before she could leave the hall.

"Clary!" Simon chirped as he took his usual space beside her and started chatting about something irrelevant to me. Whatever he was saying, I doubted it was all that intriguing, but the red head looked grateful to have been saved from talking about fashion any longer. Sitting down in the space between Simon and I, Camille analyzed our surroundings (as if they would have changed) before talking in a hushed tone.

"So, Alec and Sebastian-" That's when I stopped listening. The less I heard about Alec and Sebastian, the happier I would be for the rest of the day. They were terribly annoying, impeccably rude and most of all, they were 'popular'. Their kind was what bothered me the most about coming to school every day, so I took little interest in their social affairs. However, Camille had her fun based around the populars and their problems, so she was very overly interested in them, almost on a level where it was creepy but not quite considering they did not know.

I heard Jace Lightwood hollering something about someone hating him and looked over to see him flailing his arms about like an idiot. Sebastian was laying himself on Alec's chest and I looked away immediately. They screamed gay couple. Of course though, neither of them could possibly bat for the other team, and if they did then their reputations would be spoiled and broken. I nearly found myself chuckling at the idea.

"He shouldn't be so surprised that people hate him," I heard Clary mutter and smirked over at her. She'd had this vendetta against Jace since he'd made fun of her hair colour last year, which I found rather amusing but she evidently wasn't over yet. It was sad really, because they had a mean nickname for everyone. For her, it was 'carrot-top', they called Simon a 'freak' every time they passed him. Camille got off easy because she was pretty, loud and overall, extremely willing to ruin all of them. She knew secrets that could never be told, and they knew that to some extent. The best they could do for Tessa was 'virgin' because nothing else affected her. Not that 'virgin' did, however she had reacted worse to it than she had to her previous nicknames. I, on the other hand, had an assortment of fantastic nicknames. They had a huge pool of options they could choose to heckle me with every time they passed me in a hall or I got called on in class. 'Glittery fag' was one of my personal favourites.

To be entirely honest, no one could really complain about their nicknames. The populars did that to each other too. However, they hardly stopped there, starting fights for no reason, bashing people's insecurities, trying to dig up dirt on people like only Camille could. They were vile. They were disgusting. That was all I could think as I saw Sebastian approaching, dragging a blushing black haired beauty along with him. The boy stopped in front of our table and every head turned to face him with a look of disdain; he smirked.

"Mind if I have a seat?" he questioned, though it wasn't much of a question since as he said it, he shoved Simon off of his place and sat down in it. Simon mumbled something before he got up and stood as far from Alec as he could without being on a totally different table.

"What do you want?" Tessa spat, closing her catalogue and glaring across the table at our new 'friend'.

"Shut up virgin girl, we're not here for you."

"Sebastian!" Alec scolded and I let my eyes roam over lazily to him. I could hear Sebastian numbly insulting Simon, but I tried to block it out since I really didn't care at all. Staring at the blue eyed boy for a while gave me time to think about how I should deal with this situation. Shifting uncomfortably, Alec was playing with the hem of his tight blue V-neck showing his nervous disposition. I figured I should take some advice from Sebastian and bash the most insecure of people.

"Darling," I could just about make out Sebastian cutting off mid-sentence to listen to me. Maybe he thought he was going to talk to my friends like that and not get the same treatment back, because he looked very shocked that I was speaking to Alec rather than him. "You really shouldn't wear red. It clashes with your eyes."

Alec touched the red scarf around his neck and speedily took it off and shoved it into his bag. Honestly, for a moment, I thought he was going to cry. He looked humiliated and he was staring at Sebastian, as if looking for some sort of guidance, which I couldn't help thinking was pretty cute.

"Put it back on Alec," the pale blond boy said with a nod in Alec's direction. "What would he know about fashion? Have you looked at yourself today Bane?"

"Don't you dare talk to him like that!" Tessa spat, slamming her hand down on the table and standing up, Sebastian following her action with a smirk.

"Ohh, did I finally strike a chord with you Tessie?"

"Sit down." Alec spoke up and surprised everyone, including myself. It appeared as though he had lost his nervous disposition, his mouth was set in a straight line and he was staring right at Tessa, who was suddenly pink in the face. "Seb's a little childish. As long as you don't encourage him, he'll soon get bored," with that, the black haired boy's mouth twitched up into a welcoming smile that was very contagious. Everyone at the table was suddenly smiling up at him, even me, and I saw his gaze wander down and catch mine and we stayed like that for a moment until his cheeks reddened and he turned away too fast. I convinced myself that I had imagined that and moved on, looking over to see Sebastian stalking away from our table with hunched shoulders. He was defeated. A chuckle escaped me, until I saw everybody else openly laughing, and I joined willingly. It was nice to have this little moment after being invaded so rudely by populars. It strengthened our group a little and brightened my spirits, giving me a much more optimistic attitude towards the rest of the day. That was of course, until I heard an annoyingly chipper voice chime in from beside me.

"Mind if I sit?" Alec asked, moving uncertainly towards the empty space where Sebastian once sat. Simon was still standing behind Clary and I wanted to speak up for him and tell Alec to go away, as that was of course, Simon's designated seat at our table. Unfortunately, I was beaten to it.

"Please do," Camille said in a sing-song voice, leaning her elbows on the table and resting her chin on the backs of her hands. She looked like she was plotting, as she often did. The black haired boy complied with a goofy grin and there was silence around the table for a moment. Everyone's eyes were set on Alec, as if awaiting his reasoning for being anywhere near us. Clearly, he could sense everyone's discomfort. He sat up straight and cleared his thought before turning to face Clary with regained composure.

"So, Clary," he started with a smile, "how did you feel about your first dance class yesterday? Enjoy it?"

"I didn't know you were taking dance classes," Simon said defensively. Staring, astonished at Alec, his face dropped and he looked like he'd been betrayed until Clary gripped his hand in hers and nodded reassuringly.

"I wasn't gonna tell you guys until I knew I was gonna go back. Alec only knows because my stupid brother told him. But yeah, it was okay. I think I did alright, a lot better than I thought I would anyway."

"That's good," Alec replied neutrally, and then the awkward silence continued. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Camille, still gazing at our new friend with a deceitful grin plastered onto her face. There was an air of discomfort, especially as Simon cleared his throat but said nothing. I exhaled loudly and glanced lazily over at Alec, who was fiddling nervously with the hem of his shirt again.

"So," I spoke up, disliking the awkward atmosphere. "Clary, if Tess and I bring the fabrics over tonight, do you have everything else ready?"

Before she could answer however, Alec perked up and asked "You're all going to Clary's tonight?"

"No," Tessa explained calmly, "Just Magnus and I."

His bottle blue gaze drifted over to me and his cheeks reddened obviously. I almost smirked but had to stop myself as I realized the situation. This surely couldn't be real.

"I guess I'll see you there then..." the boy muttered, directing his statement at me rather than Tessa or Clary. Convincing myself that I had to be wrong, I just shrugged and looked away from him. There was no way in hell Alexander Lightwood could possibly be gay. Especially not for me. Though that was how it appeared, I simply ruled out the possibility and tried my very best not to look at him in case I over analyzed what he was doing again. Camille still sat still, her smirk growing in realization and I figured we had come to the same conclusion. However, she quickly frowned and shook her head; she had ruled out the possibilities too. It was very simply inconceivable.

The bell sounded, breaking me and my friends out of our thoughts as we all stood and re-assembled ourselves with our bags or backpacks. Clary and Simon headed off towards their science class and Tessa waited for me with Camille. I was about to leave with the two of them when a nervous voice spoke up from beside me.

"Magnus...You're in my class right?" Alec stuttered over his words and awaited my answer with pink cheeks. Thinking for a moment, I nodded since we did indeed have English together at that point. He perked up at this. "Wanna walk with me?"

Now I had to contemplate over this. Turning around to look to Tessa and Camille for approval, I saw Tessa nod encouragingly and Camille simply shrugged and turned on her heels, strutting away. My poor little sweetheart Tessa had to scurry after her and I shook my head smiling before turning back to Alec who was watching me expectantly.

"Sure."

Unfortunately, what I didn't consider was that walking with Alec meant walking with Alec's friends. I nearly groaned out loud when I heard them.

"Alexander, dearest!" Sebastian chirped from across the room. He was sprawled out across the table and Jordan stood behind him laughing like an idiot. I rolled my eyes and followed Alec slowly over to them. It was annoying that I felt a compelling need to keep my distance from them. I spaced myself reasonably away from Alec.

"Get off the table right now," he sighed, gently shoving his best friend as he stood up laughing with Jordan. He then proceeded to whisper but I could still hear him quite easily. "You're gonna make me look bad. He'll get the wrong impression of me."

"I have plenty of impressions of you dear," I said without realizing I was talking out loud and quickly looked away as if I was uninterested in the situation. They were all staring at me, I could feel their scrutinizing gazes. Alec cleared his throat and stepped closer to me. His two idiotic friends looked to each other, shared a private grin and then turned on their heels and started strolling away towards the door. Quickly, Alec followed, taking a moment to glance back at me.

"Coming?"