Standalones

Accidental Punches

The first thing she sees when she enters the corridor is Alec and Magnus.

The cheerleader is on his football-captain-boyfriend's back, laughing as Alec turns his head to give him a very-in-love smile. Around them is Raphael, Underhill, Raj and the other football team members, all chattering and rolling their eyes at the domesticity of the couple. They are used to it. Well, the whole school is, at this point.

The group isn't the usual whole-team-of-asshole-cool-kids. They technically are the 'cool kids' but actually nice-cool kids. They are good people, they all genuinely care about each other. Which is why Clary, and the rest of the school, likes them.

Simon is there too, right beside Raphael, who looks uninterested as usual. They are probably waiting for Jace, their boyfriend always tends to be late. But that's not why Clary is looking at the huddle, her eyes are searching through it, trying to find one specific person.

Though, disappointment hits her when she can't find Izzy there.

Simon catches Clary's gaze and waves enthusiastically, whispering to Raphael and giving him a quick peck on the lips (Raphael smiles, he never smiles except when with his boyfriends) before excusing himself.

Magnus looks at her and gestures for her to come over, so does the rest (Except Alec, who just gives her a tight lipped smile). But Clary just shakes her head, she has to go to her Matheletes meeting.

Simon stalks over to her. "Hey, you ready for the meet?"

"Yeah," Clary replies, her gaze still fixed the group.

"Izzy's late today," Simon tells her scandalously. "She'll be here in a few, Jace's with her."

Clary's 7 month old raging crush on Isabelle Lightwood - captain of the cheerleading squad and the one who basically everyone, straight or not, has a crush on - is not really a secret.

It's like, everybody seems to know. Well, Clary isn't exactly subtle too.

Clary turns to him, as if taken by surprise. "Oh?" then sighs, "Okay then," and she starts to walk towards the maths lab, Simon following her, they're probably getting late for the meeting.

"Dude," Simon chuckles, "you're so gay." he pokes her shoulder.

Clary rolls her eyes. "I am," she mutters, then can't help but smile when she remembers how Izzy asked her what skirt she should wear to Clary's Matheletes face off next week.

It, the crush, started a year ago when Simon, Raphael and Jace became a thing and Simon started to sit with the football team for lunch, better known as 'the gang'. Simon asked Clary to sit with them so she doesn't feel lonely, now that her only best friend is dating two of the jocks, and the rest of the jocks welcomed her with huge smiles. Except one, who rather gave her smug smirks and winks. Who flirted with her and giggled at every awkward thing she said.

Clary and Izzy are friends. Just friends. Sure Izzy flirts with her sometimes but Clary assumes that how Izzy is-- flirtatious, cheery, beautiful.

"Aw," Simon pokes her shoulder again, noticing the smile on her face. "You're so gay for her"

Clary clicks her tongue in irritation, Simon's finger pokes her shoulder at the same spot and he knows that Clary hates that. "Okay, stop."

"Maybe you should make your move on her," Simon continues, "If I did, you can too. And my gay panic is worst than you. Yet," he grins proudly, "I have two beautiful boyfriends."

He's been trying to encourage her ever since she slipped up and told him about her crush, as if it wasn't already obvious. Simon's a great role model but he tries, he's also the one who freaks out over the smallest of interactions between her and Izzy. So atleast, Clary has moral support.