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The story: Well, its about a young girl, Erin Samuels, that attends Spencer along with the Sons. Not much noticed by others, living routinely like the rest of us and pretty average... but because of this, it makes her interesting (aren't we all). Of course, she's known of the Sons her whole life, but had never become close to any one of them. But she bumps into Sarah Wenham, and is met with the group, and all that comes with them. She struggles as she grows closer, aware there is something different, and also aware that her cold step-mother would never approve of her consorting with any of them. But she's never cared before...
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Please be familiar with the movie before reading (I probably have details wrong myself). I'm new, so I'm not sure if I should ask for reviews or not. I apologize if I've done something wrong... and I've run out of things to say. I hope you enjoy. By the way, I'm not exactly sure why I've picked the title Reign for this chapter, just sounds cool.
Reign
Erin walked cautiously into the seemingly charismatic bar of Nicky's. She wasn't sure how to react, since she'd never stepped into such a place before now. She didn't know if she should like the smells that swiftly mingled together. Every once in a while, one stench would overpower the other – smoke, incense (she guessed a vain attempt for clean air) and alcohol. She just didn't know what to think.
It seemed that there was something for everyone at Nicky's. Carefree dancing out on the old wooden floor, private booths and open tables were available, games (she wasn't surprised to see a pool table, foosball, and darts suffocated with the ones that were born to compete) and obviously, the crowded bar itself.
And the sound of all of it! The noise that assaulted her and yet enticed her as she slowly made her way deeper into the mess. She maneuvered through the random chatty people that for some odd reason were comfortable with invading personal space. Her eyes were trained forward as squeals and groans and proud exclamations emitted from the game area, and the laughs that came from everything else. Then a few harsh words, greeting yells and other nonsense were begging to be heard.
After experiencing this initial reaction, Erin was worried and unsure, not to mention, alone. She'd arrived with her new roommate from Spencer Academy, Leah, but soon discovered Leah had pitied her, and the snobby girl bluntly ditched her for her gals and disappeared into the chaos. Erin guessed it was just her luck, and that she'd known from the start to not come. But nothing mattered now, considering she was here and didn't know what to do.
Erin was startled when a girl about her age inconveniently slapped her in the face with long, straight, blonde hair as the girl took a miraculous twist to avoid falling. Erin had seen – too late – when a young drunk man pushed his way passed the girl roughly and she had no choice but to pull a matrix in order to avoid knocking over Erin, a stranger.
She didn't manage to introduce herself after the sorry girl started a babble of heartfelt apologies. You'd have to be heartless not to forgive and reassure the blonde girl with the sweet green-blue, eyes.
"No, no need to apologize. You didn't do it on purpose." Erin began, yet still the girl continued. "Really, it was just a bump, I'm not scarred for life."
"Well it was a good opportunity anyways." The girl said in a raspy voice, and Erin looked at her, a bit confused. "Oh, I mean, I've seen you at school and I've always wanted to introduce myself, you know. New girl to new girl." Erin suddenly took on an amused, yet almost sad expression, and the girl assumed it was simply good nature.
"Ah," Erin started, "you're Sarah Wenham." Sarah smiled in pleasant surprise at this. People love to be remembered, Erin noticed when she verbally recognized Sarah, whom she shared a couple of classes. In fact, Erin sat only a couple of seats back in one of them.
"Yes." Sarah confirmed happily out of mandatory politeness. She then waited for Erin to introduce herself.
"I'm Erin, Erin Samuels, and this is my 3rd year attending Spencer's." With a small, sad smile, Erin could see Sarah's beatific grin slowly fade into the slightest frown – she was confused.
"But you don't seem to…" Sarah's thoughts dwindled and with a confirmative knowing look from Erin's part, Sarah knew. Even though Erin never fully engaged with the world around her, she never seemed scared or observant, as a new student should be. No one talked to her, or so it seemed, and she wouldn't do so to anyone else if need be. No one talked to her, not because Erin was fresh meat – but because she was just another piece of it.
And with a bit of hope, Sarah brightened and said boldly, "Then I get to claim you as mine, Miss Samuels!" She laughed at herself half-heartedly, praying the shy girl would understand, until Erin contributed a booming laugh of her own, uninhibited.
Erin was definitely not one to grasp and scramble at the rare chances to socialize, but Sarah provided the perfect chance for a quick and painless start of a friendship. So Erin laughed and enjoyed the hell out of it. Sarah herself was elated that Erin hadn't reacted as if she were an overwhelming, superior freak. Not to mention thankful that Erin hadn't taken offence to Sarah's own ignorance.
Erin rolled her eyes, and replying to Sarah's earlier statement said, "Ha, claim away," Not wanting to be too serious, but instead choosing the safer route of a light-hearted joke. It wasn't as if someone else had staked claim of her. Not that she truly considered herself something so superficial to "claim" in the first place.
"Hey," Sarah started as if she had come up with a good idea, "come sit with my friends, it'll be more fun than being pushed around by rowdy creeps." Sarah had gone out on a limb, offering a warm smile and an ordinary, mostly harmless invitation. And now Erin's inhibition was thrown out of the window. Erin did not show fear now, but had valid reason to be afraid.
Erin knew all too well with whom Sarah associated, "the last time I talked to Caleb and the Sons was about the beginning of freshman year…" Erin then hinted to Sarah that the Sons of Ipswich never took the chance to talk to her the years after.
Oh the infamous Sons of Ipswich. They were the descendents of the four lasting bloodlines of the five founders of the small, insanely wealthily populated Ipswich. Old money, but everlastingly powerful the families were. They literally owned the town. You associate with them, and suddenly everyone knows of you. All four of the young boys were in high school, ruling like they were in a kingdom.
There were the two oldest – seniors – Caleb Danvers and Pogue Parry. Everyone knew the golden boy and the biker. Erin knew that Sarah and Caleb were together and certainly going strong, while Pogue had an exclusive relationship with a girl, Kate Tunney. They had Spencer Academy under their thumb, but probably used their advantages the least. Sarah and Kate were also seniors, which explained why Erin shared a joint-class math lesson with Sarah and study hall only, seeing that Erin was a junior, just like the two younger boys of the Sons – Reid Garwin and Tyler Simms. Or, the clever and risky Garwin and Baby Boy (As the good guy Simms was often referred). Erin did not associate with many people, but she did have a habit of listening in on conversations – and there was an awful lot to listen to when it came to the Sons.
Though the Sons of Ipswich – or, the Sons – had different last names and different blood running through their veins, they were more brothers than friends. By everyone else outside of the somewhat private group, the Sons were either hated or loved. But Erin was indifferent, and the only student to be so.
Erin was amused by the fact that Sarah – being at Spencer's and befriending the Sons after only a couple of months – invited Erin to join a group she had known about since almost as long as she could remember.
Erin didn't care, and made up her mind. They were boys, not gods. "I'm sure we'll have loads to talk about…" Erin offered sarcastically, a bit unsure but in no way spiteful or mean. She wasn't one for petty jealousy. She smirked at the thought of herself "mingling" with the small group.
Sarah laughed as she started to lead Erin by the hand to a full booth in the back where they could see bodies but no faces. Erin observed that Sarah was not one for stalling or to trapeze around what is trying to be done or conveyed.
More people had arrived at Nicky's in the span of their brief conversation. Though Erin was alarmed, she could not be surprised. It was a Friday night after all, and Nicky's was always the place to go to have a good time, or so she had often heard.
Sarah linked their fingers and raised both of their hands above their heads to try to get people to make way, in vain, as they finally squirmed their way over to the secluded table. Around the booth there sat two boys and a girl, Erin was now able to see.
Erin came to see a guy with shoulder length brown hair, which was by no mistake Pogue Parry, which almost touched his worn leather jacket. His hazel eyes were fixed upon the girl whom his arm was draped around. Erin assumed the womanly, dark girl with sleek, long brunette hair and brown-eyes was Kate. Seeing as they were faced out of the corner the booth was tucked in, Kate was the first to see the new arrivals.
Kate looked up, rolling her eyes with a small giggle from something Pogue had said, and caught the eye of the approaching newcomer. An immediate flash of a full grin and curious eyes practically had Erin jumping to introduce herself. Pogue had then looked up in curiosity himself to see what had distracted Kate and had then reached across the table with his free arm to prod Caleb. The Caleb who'd been messing with the cheap, plastic saltshaker. Being the nice guy he is, Caleb had almost no choice but to give the new addition a welcoming smile.
The three of them had known of, but did not know, the new girl that stood with Sarah at the only helm of the wall-attached table. They were always cautious of new people, but knowing Sarah, they were about to be introduced whether they wanted to be or not.
"Kate, Pogue, Caleb," Sarah began, slightly indicating with a nod of her head to each one, " this is Erin Samuels."
A normal naïve person would have sat down and left Erin standing to fend for herself, but Sarah stood by, silently showing her new comradeship. Pogue gave a small wave with a big hand as Erin shook Kate's and of course the gentlemanly Caleb's, all of which had stayed silent, contrary to their usual rowdy behavior.
"Mind if she joins us?" Sarah asked the group when she noticed Erin was going to continue to stay silent. She did not wait for a response – which in the first place, there was not a "No" option, and practically shoved Erin down beside Kate so that Erin sat on the outside across from Caleb and the quick Sarah, who'd already become comfortable.
"Well, you guys have impeccable timing." Caleb informed Sarah and Erin. When they both looked at him curiously, Kate eagerly jumped the gun before he could continue. Not that Caleb was one to be impatient… with anyone else but Kate.
"He was going to tell another story about Reid hustling Abbot I'm sure." Kate answered the girls' unspoken question for Caleb jokingly. The group at the table reacted knowingly with nods and a roll of their eyes – Caleb himself just shook his head.
Everyone in Ipswich was aware of the rivalry between the school's prick, Aaron Abbot, and the four Sons – mainly Reid. All of the Sons had their way of getting to the guy, and he them. Reid Garwin and Tyler Simms were particularly known for warming their pockets with Abbot's cash as they beat him in a perfect game of pool time and time again, every Friday night. Any bets made, Reid and Tyler would almost always win. It was their thing, and their luck was fantastic. Due to Abbot, they had very heavy pockets indeed.
"No, I'm not talking about Reid and Abbott" Caleb shot a jokingly reprimanding look to Kate, but his expression changed to mild curiosity quick enough. "But speaking of those two, they're always here before us. Don't see them anywhere. Any of you heard from them?" He gave the couple across from him and Sarah questioning looks. He only glanced at Erin, not wanting her to feel out of the loop, but was relieved when he found her looking off into space, content in her own mind. He smiled a small smile. She was almost like a child yet seemed even older than they at times.
When it was clear that indeed no one had heard from them, they surveyed the establishment. Erin did not miss the look that people shared when they were close – the silent communication. She saw it between Pogue and Caleb, Sarah and Kate, and understood the bond, but never had experienced it first hand. Pogue had already pulled out his phone, on the ready, to call Tyler (Reid would never bother to answer if they were getting into trouble) when they all saw Reid Garwin approach.
"Don't worry your little selves, the great Garwin is here," Reid said exasperatingly (but loudly, as is his way) as he approached the table with a tired-looking Simms. "Of course, with Baby Boy."
Erin thought it was apparent that the boys were fine as she watched them arrive. It wasn't as if they were worse for wear – not by a long shot. Reid naturally pulled off the dangerous, sneaky look, but nothing about him looked out of place. If Reid were to get into another fight (like so many times before) he would always come out looking fine, if not better than before.
Tyler never really had a look. Somehow he always turned out to be the nice guy though, even if at the time, he wasn't acting like it. He always seemed to be apart of something, though he did not wear printed t-shirts displaying a team or club. Yes, Erin had plenty of time to observe the secretive Sons of Ipswich.
Erin had to conceal her laughter when she saw Reid's swagger and the way he pompously sauntered over to the shadowy booth. Her eyes were able to lazily roam over Tyler with his vivacious, powerful walk – he would always be ready for the "next event" yet never seemed to look forward to it, there was something tense about the boy. But her eyes returned, they practically drank Garwin up. Erin wasn't sure whether it was good for Garwin or not, but the boy was something to behold. At least Erin thought so.
She didn't miss the swooning girls dismiss the "great Garwin", as Erin had Tyler, and practically feast Tyler, Reid's right-hand man in Erin's mind.
With practical ease the two boys had stolen chairs from a nearby table and swung them around to sit at the end of the group's booth, forming somewhat of a makeshift circle. Reid had barely noticed Erin, unlike Tyler, who was now shaking her hand, giving her a handsome smile and silent hello.
Erin returned the graces but immediately turned her attention back to the boy with the golden white blonde hair and the startling blue eyes. His tall body lounged in the chair, as only he could.
Reid had captured the attention of all 6 of the young men and women, though he was only aware of the cautious attention of 5 of them. Erin drew back into the cushioned seats, shoulders almost slumped, and arms in her lap, as she tried desperately to continue to be unnoticed. Her own chocolate eyes were another story. Though they did not meet another's, they were frantically planning their escape route.
When he started to speak about some nonsense to start the conversation, Erin found Reid's voice to be addicting. Her eyes had slowly looked up to his, and when her jaw did not drop with shock, she congratulated her self-control. She loved it, and couldn't get enough, and had to work to keep her face impassive, as always. This was Garwin for goodness sakes, not, once again, a magical being.
She was surprised no one commented on how she was drinking him in, though she was sure they must be used to it. The voice was not too low, and held a strong, clipped tone that was a balance of a laid-back laziness and a ferocious energy. Erin decided that yes, despite the many accounts, Reid had matured more or less since she'd last spoken to him.
The voice came from his chest – which Erin could see was broad as his swimmer's shoulders. She bit her lip as she continued to try to go unnoticed, not to escape now, but to remain as long as possible, eyes pawning over this of what she had not known before. She had many classes with Garwin, and had never reacted in this manner. She didn't have a clue what was so different now.
And as she saw him make the group laugh about something irrelevant to their persistent questions, she came upon the answer. Reid Garwin held power. Not in money or status (though he did), but from within. And he knew it.
Erin gave a small chuckle of her own, for the reason that with him, you could not help it, and that everyone else was. This still didn't seem to catch the boy's attention, for which she was glad. She was scared of him, he who was so different than what she had thought. She wasn't sure she liked the feeling.
She was not aware though, that she had caught Kate's attention. Not at least, until Kate chose to introduce her, rather enthusiastically.
"Tyler, this is Erin. Erin this here is Tyler. Erin just joined us." Tyler and she re-introduced themselves so as not to cause confusion. And for the fact that Erin would have to officially meet the Garwin boy as well. Kate waited for them to make their formalities before moving on to the next boy. "And I'd like to say that we've made a good impression so far, so don't ruin it." Kate said to Reid before hand, sadly having to be a bit serious about it. He just gave her a slight smirk. And then, Erin had to face it.
Kate began. "Erin this is Reid Garwin. Reid, meet Erin." And then Kate retracted her attention from the two to turn around quickly to a prodding Pogue. He is only a boy, Erin thought as she met his gaze. A different thought struck her as she met his eyes. No, Reid Garwin is a Son of Ipswich. ###
###Erin enjoyed herself the rest of the night, not something she usually allowed. She did not feel as she normally did – an outsider, mature and superior – and for that she was glad. In fact she was never left to her own thoughts now, whether she owed that to one of the girls or a Son. Though she had not spoken to one of them since freshmen year, it was as if these people knew her all along. But she wasn't sure what to make of all of this. She did not know whether or not they would now consider her a friend, or whether she would give them that same title. Erin ignored the uncertainty with an ignorant ease.
The small group knew that this was an Erin that no one knew of. She was still a cautious girl, a shy one. Though she was not dull and she was not all-superior, as they had once thought – when they did take the time to do so. The Sons, or the girls for that matter, did not always welcome the company of others. They were surprised to find Erin fitting in extremely well, considering their non-existent past. It might've been expected, that this elusive girl fit with the elusive group.
What was not so obscure was how one certain Son reacted toward their newfound friend. There was a different, gentle fondness there that was comparable to their usual pushy behavior. They were engulfed in conversation with the surprising girl, succeeding in making her laugh, becoming prideful with the feat. It wasn't as if Erin Samuels was caught laughing much, everyone was sure. This Son was always on edge, but now seemed to be comfortable as his eyes barely left her. Caleb, Pogue, Tyler, Kate and Sarah wondered together if Reid Garwin realized the difference in himself…
No, it seemed not. He did see that she was getting along exceedingly well with the others though. When she quickly glanced back at him, making the smallest amount of embarrassing eye contact, he smirked. Erin turned away instinctively, pretending to return to the conversation. He barely saw her bite her bottom lip, and he knew she wasn't listening to anyone now, and also saw, with slight amusement when she shrugged her hair – that couldn't decide if it was dirty-blond or light brown – to half-hide her face.
Caleb, who'd been chuckling at the interruption Kate brought when reprimanding Pogue during the flighty conversation, brought everyone to his attention.
Caleb directed his question to Reid with an expectant, almost assuming, look. "Tyler, Reid, you never told us what was keeping you earlier?"
Curiosity peaked within the group as Tyler leant back in his chair with crossed arms, with and patient expression as he turned his attentions to Reid.
Reid Garwin let out an exasperated breath and an annoyed, but sheepish roll of the eyes and explained their late arrival. "Baby Boy was more persistent in getting me to serve time after class with Mr. Lennex." Caleb was obviously going to prod more information out of him but Reid cut him off simply, "He took it upon himself to give me some discipline." Everyone turned to the now agitated Tyler.
Caleb was just confused. "But Mr. Lennex would've have made you stay until at least six-thirty, and it's only," he checked his Rolex, "six o'clock now." He turned to Tyler now. Once again, Reid cut in, only too eager, just as Tyler gave up and opens his stern mouth.
Reid spoke with a bemused pride, "Baby Boy failed in his quest, quite miraculously." He laughed to himself, winking to the respective Son humorously.
Tyler was more than a bit gruff when continuing, "I have to talk to Mr. Lennex before class this Monday." This only sent Reid into hysterics.
Caleb slowly drew his hand over his desperate looking face as Sarah patted his shoulder lightly. Kate and Pogue chuckled along with the blonde boy as Tyler looked at everyone, aghast with their reactions. Erin was giggling, and considering the rarity of these; these would be considered her hysterics. Reid turned his shocked attention to her as he heard this and when he saw her hand cover her giggling lips guilty and her eyes crinkled shut from her smiling, he couldn't stop watching. Then considering this sound an enjoyable rarity, he made himself laugh harder.
Erin was reminded of the fact that this was not something to get used to when her phone softly vibrated in her pocket and she saw that Leah texted her to tell her she had already left and Erin would need to get her own ride. The group was still keeping with the conversation as Erin bit her lip and looked at the text, trying to figure out what her options were. She soon figured out that no, she did not have many options at all. She wasn't about to text Leah to pick her up, who knew what the wildly obnoxious girl would do or say.
Erin desperately tried to find another way home, trying with all of her might to ignore the perfect ride home, the one that was sitting across from her. It was too bad that Ipswich didn't have a taxi company; she could have used one right now. And walking to Spencer was not so appealing, considering the school was quite a ways away. She looked at the beautiful faces around her, becoming agitated. Not with them, but with herself. She shouldn't have been in this situation; she shouldn't have thought that she could socialize without embarrassing herself in some way. Or at least she could have had the sense to arrive by herself in her own car, plus, she wouldn't have gone through the awkward car ride with Leah.
Sarah had looked to Erin, lightly laughing at Caleb, who was uttering something about an irresponsible Reid. She observed the girl, who looked worried as her chocolate eyes search the bar with what looked like vain hope.
So Sarah asked with curiosity, "Hey Erin," the girl snapped her eyes up to meet Sarah's, an eyebrow raised, "did you come with someone else?" Usually this would have seemed condescending, as if Erin shouldn't have divided her attention from them, but with Sarah, it was only mild curiosity. Conversation dwindled as everyone turned to her, sadly doubting that she'd arrived with a companion.
"Do you know Leah Price?" Erin asked softly, continuing after seeing their silent nods, "She brought me." Erin shrugged, praying no one noticed that the said girl also left, but not with Erin.
Her prayer was not to be answered, due to Tyler. "I don't think I see her…" Five pairs of eyes searched the room; Erin's looking away sheepishly.
"Do you think she… left?" Kate asked the new girl cautiously, not wanting to embarrass her – she actually enjoyed Erin's calm presence – but it needed to be asked, it wasn't as if she could ignore Erin's situation. Which was now – stranded.
"Ah…" Erin pulled out her cell once more to compare the time of the text with the current time, "yes. In fact, only about two minutes ago." There was a cold indifference in her voice.
Hearing this, Pogue figured that it was time for him to ease up on the girl. It seemed that Erin wasn't used to these common, yet annoying, situations. Then he remembered that she wasn't – she probably hadn't had the chance, knowing she didn't get around much in the first place.
"Always thought Leah was a sleaze." Pogue opinioned, taking a long swig of whatever dark beverage was in the glass closest to him.
"Nice, Pogue." Caleb joked, giving him a long look.
"Doesn't everyone though? It's obvious the girls a fake." Reid said as if this was a common fact. His lean arms were crossed in front of his chest; a smirk was painted on his face, and Erin watched, impressed, as he precariously balanced his chair on the thin back legs.
Erin didn't know how to take their comments. These were things that friends said to friends "just because". It was an unexpected show of comradeship that Erin did not usually invite. But now she took it with welcome; she would rather be on their good side than their bad one. Plus, it wasn't so tragic to have a few… friends?
"If we're done condemning Price," Sarah said looking around the group, yet degrading Leah as she used the well-known last name, "Erin, are you going to need a ride?" Sarah directed this to Erin casually, not wanting her to feel like a burden. Sarah was actually hoping that she said yes, wanting to know more about her. She didn't want this to be the only glimpse she would have of her interesting new friend.
Erin didn't want to admit it, but she could see that Sarah was more than happy to offer her a ride. She was hesitant when she spoke though, not quite believing that someone was willing to take time to give her a ride.
"Yes, but-" Erin was cut off by Kate who jumped to reassure her.
"No, really. I have to drive Sarah everywhere, plus, we live in the same dorm" Kate stated bluntly, in a way that Erin knew that arguing now would just be snobbish. Her second point was apparent, since there were only two dorms for the co-ed school. The Arlington Dorm was the biggest and most everyone who even stayed at the school lived in the Victorian-style, co-ed dorm. The other dorm being named Cartwright, smaller, modern, yet still co-ed. The school was smart in considering the students that stayed at their own homes and built the dorm with these conditions in mind.
Erin nodded, giving her what she considered a warm smile. She was relieved that the problem was cleared that easily, without the awkwardness that was always there whenever a new acquaintance asked a favor. Perfectly avoided, thanks to Kate. Kate didn't know it, but in Erin's mind, Erin was in debt to the generous girl. Erin had half a mind to send a brusque text to Leah Price explaining that it was fine; she already had another ride, but she didn't because she felt that it was out of place. She wasn't one to fight pettily as if her life held no meaning but to prove herself. Though her father's wife believed differently, and always tried to preach the tactics of ascending the social ladder.
"You two stop holding yourselves here and go play the game of pool we all know you're itching to win… again." Caleb directed Reid and Tyler, bemused. Erin smiled; she too had seen Reid become stony as he watched a tipsy pair of boys miss drastically at a shot Erin was sure Reid thought he could make. She was sure Tyler was the same, but why look when she already knew so, and she continued to watch the blonde boy. His eyes followed every move. Erin bit her lip to remind herself that it wouldn't be appropriate to burst out laughing in front of these people, at least not now. Reid's head turned slowly toward the group, and with an excited smile, grabbed an all too willing Tyler by his t-shirts collar and stood with him, almost bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"I've been waiting for this all day Baby Boy, let's go." They were about to dismiss the group when Reid turned quickly to Erin, whom had already began to forget their presence and said almost sweetly, as sweet as Garwin could to a stranger, "Its good you came to sit with us. Catch you guys later." He ended the strange comment and let Tyler say his leaving words. And without a second thought, the two late boys were practically playing the game already, with pool sticks in hand, gaining the attention of the disturbed Aaron Abbott.
"I knew that there was something off…" Sarah mumbled jokingly, turning to Erin and trying to get her to delve into the ongoing conversation. Erin laughed, knowing it was expected yet still surprised at how natural it was. Which was disturbing to do so at all, according to her.
The rest of the night was not renowned in all of its missing excitement, but it was nice. Erin stayed with the two couples, occasionally turning her attention to the other two Sons beating Abbott at pool, a second time, enjoying the view. She made conversation and she laughed and she joked. She related to the stories, though the group noticed she shared none of her own. She was a smart girl they saw; it showed through her surprisingly good humor. Caleb solely observed Reid Garwin looking back to the table, his eyes never failing to find Erin and smiling like someone watching over another, happy with their position. Caleb would see this nearly every time, he had no choice, it was his responsibility to keep an eye on Reid and Tyler. Tyler, he saw, noticed too, and when the two observing Son's eyes met, they would chuckle and shake their heads.
There was something about this night, something special, but it was unbeknownst to all. This was a start, and this was an end. The start of the re-discovery of a certain Erin Samuels, and the end of a past that was so empty it was practically not there at all.
Already have the second chapter ready, but I'm not sure if this one is any good. Please offer advice, lord knows I need it.