AN: First fic I've ever posted. Hopefully it doesn't suck.
Summary: Chloe and Kate were best friends. That changed when Pogue asked Kate out during junior year. Now it is senior year and Kate left Chloe in the dust without a backwards glance. So why get mad when Chloe can get even?
Disclaimer: I do not own the Covenant. I do wish I owned the boys though.
Best Served Cold
Chapter 1: Introducing Chloe
I still remember the first day that I met them clearly. The invisible walls put up between them and the rest of the world were practically tangible even at that age and still are many years later. There was always just something about them that drew everyone in their vicinity in, like moths to a flame. Thing was, everyone was ready and willing to get burnt if even to get close for just a moment.
It was kindergarten Miss Dents' elementary class when I first saw them. We all had to get into our little table groups. I just happened to have to sit with them. They were the very people who would be the bane of my existence in the coming years. Oh joy. They were like a little club, the four of them. They were Caleb Danvers, Pogue Parry, Reid Garwin, and Tyler Simms: the sons of Ipswich themselves, though no one knew them by that little title at the time. They were inclusive, didn't really talk to anyone outside themselves. I was fine sitting at a table with them, indifferent really, but still slightly fascinated by them. Then they had to go and steal my crayons. Parry and Garwin even broke a few when I said I wanted them back. The little jerks.
So, like any five year old would do after that, I dived onto them and started punching and kicking for all I was worth until I got pulled off. I swear I even saw a tear or two. After that, I was labeled as a bit of a troublemaker even though they started it. I became the class outcast. There must have been some unwritten rule in the history of Ipswich about getting on the wrong side of their families. And I managed to break it at only age five. More joy. They got off scoff free, but I had to go into the corner for time out. Totally unfair, but nothing I could do about it.
So, kindergarten and grade school went on, they still had their little club, their devoted followers, and I got blamed for things that went wrong since I was the outcast. Then, I had a light bulb go off in my head. I thought it was brilliant. If I was going to get blamed and be ostracized, I my-as-well have actually done something wrong to be disliked for.
After that, well, I really was a bit of a troublemaker. I moved before I finished grade school and hoped that that would be the last I'd see of the sons of Ipswich or even Ipswich in general. How wrong I was.
When my parents were having marriage troubles, my father and I moved back to Ipswich to live with my Aunt Kathy. That was the beginning of freshman year at Spencer Academy and my re-introduction to the sons. More joy. Let's just say it didn't turn out to well since a situation eerily similar to kindergarten occurred. I was just kind of glad they didn't remember me. Not like I thought they would because I'm pretty forgettable, but still. It's the principle of the matter.
Freshman year and sophomore year were pretty good all things considered. I made the soccer team and had a best friend in my roommate Kate Tunney. We just hit it off really well and clicked. Then junior year rolled around. Still on the soccer team and still bests with Kate. Then it happened. Pogue Parry asked my best friend out. And she had, surprisingly, said yes. And so the unraveling of my little world began.
First it didn't seem like too much of a problem. Kate went through more guys in a month than she did underwear. I wasn't worried at all. Then a month passed. They were still going out. I was happy for her, sure. But then two months passed. Still happy, feeling a bit neglected, but still happy for my friend. And so the trend continued. Little by little, Parry stole my best friend from me. Hell, he probably got to be in our room more than me considering how many times they kicked me out of the room to do each other.
I'm not bitter. Really. Still so damn freaking happy for her. Not. Okay, so maybe I am a little bitter. But I at least have good reason to be. She was my best friend and left me in the dust without looking back. No one would ever believe me if I told them how much she complained about all of sons pre-Parry. After she and Parry hooked up, all smiles and compliments. I'm surprised she didn't say that rainbows and sunshine shown out of their asses by the way she raved about them. But, like a good friend, I grinned and bared it. There wasn't much I could do about it anyway.
So by the end of the year we were kind of sort of still friends. I mean, not as good of friends as before, but our friendship hadn't completely deteriorated. But then she had the gall to accuse me of trying to steal her 'precious' Pogue away from her and that I was 'trying to sabotage their relationship'. Gag me. All I could think was, "And I considered myself best friends with you?"
So that was the end of that. My only friend in the hellhole called Spenser abandoned me for man meat. Now just two weeks into the new school year, she has already found a new best friend in her new roommate and fellow girlfriend of the super group. And me? Well, I'm stuck with Kira 'super slut' Snider as my new roommate. Joy.
And you know what? I'm not mad. Really. But I sure as hell am going to get even.
AN:So, that's the first chapter. R&R?