Answer: Psych, the 100, Roswell, Lie to Me, Bones, Supernatural, Veronica Mars, Riverdale, The Mentalist, Haven... so many... it's kind of embarrassing haha

***There will be flashbacks and possible tears***

The flashbacks are in italics and I have ----- before and after them

"If you keep this up you're going to get expelled before you can graduate." Valentine, the principal whose last name Magnus didn't know and didn't care to know, said.

He was sitting on his polyester desk chair as if he was the King of a country rather than the Principal of a lame private school in the middle of Brooklyn. Magnus looked at the frames behind him and snorted at the picture of Valentine with Clary and her mom. Did he really think that people believed they were still a family? Magnus wanted to break the glass but instead just glared across the organized desk at the man.

"Isn't that the point of getting expelled?" Magnus asked with a raised eyebrow, his piercing reflected a flash of light on Valentine's desk. He couldn't wait to tell Clary about the vein popping out on her Dad's smug face. It was a game between them to see who could bring it out more. So far Magnus was winning, but it made sense seeing how Clary wasn't one for confrontation.

"Excuse me?" Valentine growled.

He hated this damn job. He had wanted to quit but when his ex-wife started working there he couldn't leave. He had to try and win her back, but this boy had been a pain in his ass since he had been going to the school and honestly he would be fine with expelling him, in fact, it would make his life so much better, but Jocelyn told him not to and really he couldn't. The kid somehow managed to continue passing his classes even with his horrible attendance.

"I just mean that threatening to expel me before I graduate is kind of stupid. It's not like you could expel me afterward." Magnus spoke with a shake of his head making hit blue colored, spiked hair shift ever so slightly. He'd have to use more gel next time. He touched the tip of a spike with his hand and Valentine saw his cracked knuckles. The older man shook his head

"Have you been fighting again?" He asked ignoring the boy's snarky remark. He knew about the boy's life and felt bad for him when he wasn't busy making his life hell but he also knew that Magnus could change it.

"No, sir." Magnus saluted him.

"Get out of my office." Valentine gave up on being nice. He stood up and opened the door. "And I know it was you, so watch yourself."

"Yes, sir." Magnus stomped away making sure to leave scuff marks from the steel toed boots he was wearing. The boots matched his black capris and sparkly gold shirt perfectly, well after he had Clary draw the gold designs on them. He scratched his arm wishing that he had remembered to put the cream on his new tattoo before he left the house.

"Watch where you're going." Someone demanded and shoved him, hard.

"Excuse me, darling, but I can't see egotistical asses without my glasses and damn, they just don't go with gold." Magnus smirked and walked past the idiot ignoring whatever insult was flung at him next.

"Magnus, my dad was pissed this morning. What did you do?" Clary asked as she gave him a tight hug and peck on the cheek. The red head was wearing a black and white chevron striped shirt with flowered leggings and damn she had a talent of pulling off outfits that shouldn't work.

"Oh, just a simple misunderstanding of where I could put my designs." Magnus smiled and continued walking towards his locker, careful to not walk into anyone.

"You mean you graffitied the school, again?" Simon asked with a chuckle as he pushed his glasses up. He needed to get them tightened but always seemed to remember only when he couldn't do anything about it. Magnus respected Simon for being himself, but did the boy own a single shirt without some fandom picture or saying?

"Define graffiti." Magnus stopped in front of his locker and winked at Simon who chuckled. Clary frowned then grinned. Magnus knew she wouldn't actually be upset with him. In fact, graffiti was how they became friends in the first place.

"As beautiful as the dick was on the side of the science building that's definitely graffiti." Clary patted Magnus back and he flinched away. He instantly regretted it when he saw the sympathy in her eyes. Shit, why did he have to be like that?

"Hey, Mags, are you okay?" Clary asked, worried. She was one of the few people who knew the truth about him, not even Simon knew everything and Magnus didn't like him knowing the little that he did know. He hadn't meant to tell Clary but there was no way to hide it when she witnessed it firsthand.

"Yeah." He smirked and punched his locker in just the right spot so it would open. He thought about how screwed he'd be if the lousy janitor ever actually did his job and fixed his dented locker. He'd never be able to get into it. "It's just the new ink."

"Oh, awesome." Simon grabbed at his sleeve and yanked it up. Leave it to Simon to be oblivious to the obvious tension. Or maybe, he just knew that Magnus didn't want to address it. Either way, he made them all forget it often. "A dragon? It looks sick!"

"Yeah, it's great." Clary frowned and Magnus knew she wasn't finished with him. But, he had already had a long enough day and it wasn't even 9 am. He was not having the same conversation with her yet again; not here, not now.

"Simon, do you mind giving us a second?" Clary asked not looking away from Magnus. Tell her no! Magnus pleaded with his eyes but he knew Simon wouldn't say it. He was in love with Clary and would do anything for her. Everyone knew it except for Clary herself. Figures, the girl who was too observant for her own good missed that much about her own life.

"Sure. See you in class." Simon walked away and Clary unrolled Magnus's sleeve.

A/N So, I may or may not be starting a long one here. I already have 3 chapters written and so much more to come. I even considered putting it as it's own story but I already have too many as it is so hope you're okay with another multi-chapter story in here! Also, I'll be posting about the next contest in a couple of hours! It's going to be so fun!

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Question: If Malec weren't here, I know don't think about it very long, who would be your OTP? Or better yet, what are your other OTP's?