"Ugh, where am I? My head hurts." Isabelle groaned as she stirred from sleep. Her puffy comforter lay bunched around her, so she squirmed around and eventually was able to kick it off. She sat up and slowly opened her eyes. She glanced around, her brain gradually taking in her surroundings. She recognized the dark walls, vintage mirror and wooden wardrobe. Her room. She looked at herself in the mirror taking note of her hair that stuck out a different angles, her blood-shot eyes and how her face seemed sort of flushed. I look like crap…. How'd I get here? What happened? she thought to herself, when her eyes suddenly landed on the couch that rested across the room. She saw spotted her brother and a certain warlock huddled together, sleeping peacefully. She screamed in her surprise, making the two wake up instantly and falling off the couch.

"Why are you in my room?! You guys scared me!" she shrieked. She yanked her comforter towards her trying to cover up.

Magnus glared at her furiously, Isabelle looked away embarrassed, unable to keep her gaze. "What do you mean we scared you? In fact, you're the one who scared us!" yelled fuming. Isabelle cringed as Magnus scolded her, his voice making her ears ring.

Isabelle looked at her brother, hoping for an explanation. Alec and instructed her to go freshen up and promised to explain once she was done. For once, Isabelle didn't argue and walked over to her wardrobe selecting a dark green t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She went off to wards the bathroom, just walking down the corridor felt like a trek through mud.

* * * Time Skip * *  *

Eventually Isabelle returned feeling refreshed, though the hangover still remained.

"So… what exactly happened to me?" Isabelle asked.

"Well, I'm not exactly sure how, why or when you get drunk, but we realized you were drunk when you ran into us –" Alec began to explain, when he was interrupted by Magnus' upset out burst.

"Ran into us?! She did not run into us! She came between us when we were about to kiss! And she puked on my shoes! She ruined my night!" Magnus accused bitingly.

Isabelle was taken aback by Magnus' tantrum and that she interrupted a "private moment", but nonetheless she apologized between fits of laughter. Magnus' eyes narrowed into slits, he really wanted to hit her now. "Why were you drunk, anyway?" he inquired.

Isabelle visibly stiffed, stuttering she answered, "N- nothing."

"Your lying." Magnus and Alec noted.

"N-no, I'm not." Isabelle denied.

Alec rolled his eyes, "Yeah, you are. You're not a very good liar, you stutter and fiddle with your hands." he rebutted. Damn it! Stupid nervousness. Isabelle mentally cursed her self and stuffed her hands inside her jean pockets. She sighed knowing that they wouldn't leave her alone.

She looked down at her feet, suddenly interested in her socks. They were a nice shade of white and very warm. "I got drunk because… because I – I told Simon I liked him and –." she said quietly but was interrupted.

"HE WHAT?!" Alec exclaimed furiously, the same time Magnus shrieked disbelieving, "YOU LIKE SIMON?!"

"TELL US!" they demanded. "WHAT HAPPENED?!"

Isabelle cringed, her ears still ring and her headache now worse than ever. She sighed, she'd have to tell someone sooner or later. "I – I. Well I...ItoldSimonIlikedhim, buthedoesn'tfeelthesameway." she breathed out, her words rushing out of her mouth, leaving her breathless.

"What?" The two said dumbfounded, not understanding. Isabelle took a deep breath, this was harder than she thought.

"I told Simon I liked him, but he doesn't feel the same way; he likes Clary." she enunciated, with every word her face flushed a darker shade of red making her more and more embarrassed.

Alec and Magnus remained quiet, not exactly sure what to say to the girl. For a couple of moments a cloud of awkwardness settled around them, but Magnus was shockingly the first one to break it. His gaze softened as he made his way towards Isabelle and gave her a hug. True, they didn't get a long very well, but he felt bad for her and Magnus wanted to settle differences between him and his possible-sister-in-law.

On the contrary, Isabelle was taken aback by the hug, but she awkwardly placed her arms around the warlock. Magnus pulled away looking into her eyes, "Are you OK? What happened after that?"

At first Isabelle was reluctant to answer, but then she realized Magnus did genuinely care so she took another deep breath and replied, "Yeah, I guess. He asked me to be his pretend girlfriend, so he could make Clary jealous and notice him and I told him ….yes." Magnus' and Alec stared at Isabelle as if she had suddenly turned into a demon.

"What?" she snapped uncomfortably.

Magnus smiled mischievously and crossed his arm, giving Isabelle a once over. "I know just what to do to make Simon fall in love with you." he uttered confidently. You're going to do as Simon says and pretend to be his girlfriend, but you'll have to make him see that you are the better choice to be his girlfriend. By being his pretend girlfriend, he'll get to see the qualities you have and realize you are the perfect girl! Do you understand?"

Isabelle considered Magnus' idea,then flung her arms around him excitedly. "Magnus you are a genius!" she grinned.

"I know I am." he murmured amused.

"You guys aren't going to go through with that scheme." Alec commanded contradictingly. Isabelle looked at Magnus, mentally telling him to do something about her brother. Magnus nodded and turned towards Alec. He pouted cutely and whined, "Please! Don't be such a kill joy. Look, your sister is so sad." Magnus snapped his head at Isabelle who understood the unspoken message and played along. "See? She's so sad! C'mon, be a good big brother."

Alec stared at the two annoyed. Didn't they just hate each other a couple of minutes ago? He groaned, "Fine. Go ahead with your plan – " Magnus and Isabelle grasped each other's hands and squealed excitedly. Alec held up a hand silencing them, "But, I want no part of this whatsoever. Just be careful." Alec warned walking out of Isabelle's room and gently closing the door behind him.

After another round of squeals, Magnus and Isabelle finally calmed down.

Magnus clapped his and determinedly announced, "Operation: Pretend-Girlfriend-to-Real-Girlfriend begins tomorrow."

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A/N: So its on, its on! Operation: Pretend-Girlfriend now begins the more entertaining parts of this story! Hope you guys are starting to enjoy this as much as I love writing it.

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