This is a new story so I hope you like it. In this story, Max is 15 and sophomore. It was either that or he was dead, which I'm still not over. Alec is 17 and a senior, while Izzy and Jace are 16 and juniors.

Enjoy!

Prologue: "The Real Lightwoods"

Of The Real Me

If one were to see the Lightwood, they would instantly envy them, their family the model of perfection. They would see two parents and four siblings who love each other dearly.

If one were to describe them, they would tell you about Robert and Maryse Lightwood the powerful CEOs of Lightwood Industry, Alexander Lightwood pop sensation taking the world by storm, Jonathan Christopher "Jace" Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood rising fashion model, and Maxwell Lightwood with his nose always stuck in a book or comic.

However if one was to experience the lives of the famous Lightwoods, they would find that none of this was true. They didn't have loving parents, they had parents who were never home and made the four of them feel awkward when present. They didn't let their fame get to their head though; they were just Alec, Jace, Izzy, and Max, the four Lightwoods. They formed their own dysfunctional little family. And most of all, one would feel they emptiness of their house and how it reminds most of a pristine and upscale showroom.

This is the life of Alexander Lightwood. This is why he has never had a normal life filled with immaturity and jokes. Instead he had to watch over his siblings and be the parents his never were. Absentee parents will do that to you.

And this is the story of his journey finding his other half, the person who makes him feel alive, the person who awakens something in him he thought only music could.

Ahh I thought as I fell back onto my bed for the first time in months. This is my first time home in close to two months as I had spent that time traveling the states going from radio station to radio station promoting my first studio album, Who You Are. My label didn't think I needed to do the promo tour because of my parents' status in the music industry, but I wanted to earn my fans because of my music not who my parents are.

Music has been my life ever since I could talk. When I'm singing I feel like I belong, like I actually fit in somewhere in the crazy world. Normally everyone is too busy gawking at Jace, Izzy, or Max and I'm left in the background, not that I mind though. Being in the spotlight is never a good time for me unless it has something to do with music. I think that's why I'm more outgoing when I'm on stage.

As much as I love traveling and promoting my album, I was starting to get homesick and I missed my siblings like crazy. I'm usually in charge since my parents are never home, they think business is more important than family. We've grown accustomed to it over the years, seeing as their company proved more stressful than relaxing. From their homophobic words to their sheer coldness, their two day visits prove to be lonely and miserable for the four of us.

I got up from my bed and looked around my room with a tired sigh. It was pretty normal in my opinion, even though it is double the size I need. The walls are painted a light grey with a black desk, nightstand, and bed. I have various quotes and other pictures hanging on the wall and my favorite guitar hanging above my bed.

I walk over to my bathroom for a much needed shower. Even though I just got back from the promotion tour, my work is far from over. While we were touring, I got an email from my mother saying that my siblings and I will be attending Saint Raziel's High School this year. This took me by surprise since we are normally homeschooled, but the thought of going to a normal high school did sound interesting. My siblings had similar thoughts as they all were excited when I called to tell them.

I'll be going into my senior year, Jace and Izzy will both be juniors, and Max will be a freshman. Because my mother had already registered us, we received our schedules in the mail yesterday. This semester I have four classes: English, Music, Calculus, and PE. I already know that Calculus will be a challenge for me because I suck at math, I just never get it. I'm worried about the people there as I am not one to easily make friends.

I kind of need to get over these two issues considering that we start high school tomorrow.

The prologue is finished! I know that not much happened, but I need to establish backstories and personal info before the Malec-y goodness can happen.

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~Faking A Smile