Alright, so this is my actual, more-than-one-chapter Covenant fanfiction.

Rating: T however be aware that there is swearing F-bombs and all.
Summary: What happens when a daughter of Salem is cursed? Will she ever find true love's happiness or will she forever be chasing a dream that she cannot hold on to; Especially because the man who stole her heart is forced into an arranged marriage for business purposes.

This story is written in Cassadee Skylar's POV (Orginal Character), if you want a list of all the characters in this you can go to my profile and click the links for Characters and such.

Okay there's more to this story than that issue, so... give it a chance?
Thank You and enjoy!
Ps. I do not own the Covenant, I only own things you find unfamiliar.

Chapter One: The End of Summer Vacation and a Turn for the Worse

I looked out the window at the beautiful summer day. Melinda had called me yesterday from Florida, she was having a wonderful time while I was stuck here in Salem all alone with my family who wasbusy caring too much about soccer right now for me to care. They were with Paul, my cousin, at his soccer game against, well... I wasn't entirely sure. All I knew was that it was somewhat important. But me, being the selfish bitch I am, decided not to go because I wanted to sleep in.

I hummed to myself as I got up from my desk, pulling my All Time Low shirt down as I walked out of my room and down the steps to the kitchen to make myself brunch. I should have gone to Florida with Melinda; maybe I would have had some fun rather than staying in my house all alone and bored out of my damn mind. Who knows nowadays? I think I may be coming even more antisocial.

I mean, after all... I could have gone with Melinda, but I just I don't know, I decided against it last minute. She's looking at colleges while down there and I didn't exactly want to push colleges through my mind yet. See I have trouble with growing up. I don't want to. Well... It's not that I don't want to, it's more of the fact that I feel too obligated to do so, and I don't like being pushed to do something I'm not ready to do. I took the SATs and ACTs last year as a junior, like I was supposed to, and I know what I want to major in so that should be enough right now.

This is where my parents and Melinda would be yelling at me. They'd most likely say, 'NO! ITS NOT ENOUGH! CASSADEE, SUMMER VACATION IS ALMOST OVER YOU NEED TO GET YOUR APPLICATIONS OUT!' And I would reply with a simple, 'Yeah sure whatever,' and then be on my way back to my journal full of my writings.

I'm not a bad student, but maybe I just want to relax a year before going to college. People do that all the time, why can't I?

I still don't want to grow up though.

Oh right, I sorta forgot to introduce myself didn't I? Well... I'm Cassadee Skye Skylar. I'm a 17 year old dark brunette who has hazel brown eyes. I enjoy writing and reading which is why I want to major in English and minor in Creative Writing. I'll most likely go another few years to get my teaching degree but that's not the point.

And... well this is ridiculous, it sounds as if I'm on or something. Scratch that alright? My name's Cassadee Skylar, that's all you really need to know. There's nothing special about me except I'm rather pugnacious when I'm angry.

What's pugnacious?

Well Oxford English Dictionary says:

Pugnacious
/pugnayshss/
• adjective eager or quick to argue, quarrel, or fight.

Well yeah, except I'm eager to fight more than argue or anything.

It's kinda bad but oh well, people aren't prefect right? I sure as hell know I'm not.

"But I knew, she was jealous from the start, yeah I knew she was jealous from the start, 'Cause I know better not to be friends with boys with girlfriends, I know better than that. I know better"

My cell phone's ringtone played extremely loudly from the kitchen counter, where I usually leave it. I picked it up, "Hello?"

"Hello Ms. Skylar." A smile played on my lips hearing his voice; it was rather cheery, which was surprising. I chuckled out.

"Why, hello Mr. Garwin, what have I done to deserve this pleasure?" A smirk played on my lips as I opened the fridge door to get something to drink.

"How's Salem treating you?" He asked and I roll my eyes at the comment.

"Boring." I shrugged to myself, "I miss Ipswich. Thank god it's almost time to go back." I closed the fridge door, and untwist the top of the water bottle before taking a sip.

"Ipswich's boring too. I miss all the Out-of-town people who go to Spencer, yah know?" He chuckled and I smiled, knowing that was his way of saying he was missing me. I did a small jig out of happiness.

So what if I like Reid Garwin, the guy who has a new girlfriend each month? But he hadn't had a girlfriend for a while since we've been becoming closer and it just makes me smile because a little piece of me thinks that he may be thinking of settling down. And I'm hoping that he'd be settling down for me. A girl can dream right? I probably sound like the biggest dork right about now. Oh well.

"Well I miss you and the rest of the guys. Mel is in Florida, I think I should've gone but oh well right?" I chuckled.

"Shit happens." He replied, "Oh hold on for a second alright?"

"Yeah sure." I say as I jumped up to sit on my marble counter top. I hummed to myself.

"Hello?" I heard Victoria Mallory's voice.

"Uh hi." I clear my throat.

"He called you?" She didn't seem so pleased, "What the fuck is my fiancé calling you for?"

Did she just say 'Fiancé'? Please tell me she's lying or joking or, I don't know, being completely possessive or something other than telling the truth!

"Reid happens to be my friend." I say with power in my voice while my head was becoming weak with doubt, my stomach turning with knots and the bad feeling appearing in the pit of my stomach.

"Well me and Reid had the most amazing sex last night," She giggled, "He made me scream so loud it was ahh," She let out a content sigh/moan, "and he sure as hell knows how to make a woman feel like a woman. How's your boyfriend treating you?" She paused, "Oh yeah! You don't have one do you? It makes sense though, you are prude. After all Trevor says you are." She laughed out her obnoxious laugh.

Curse my freshman year.

"What's wrong Black Cat got your tongue sweetie?"

"What are you doing on my phone?" I heard Reid in the background. "give it here."

"Buh-bye Cassadee." She said with a smugly tone.

"Cass you still there?" Reid asked his voice filling my ears.

"Yeah." I said softly, "So... uh are you really..."

"She told you?" He muttered.

"Congrats." I fight the tears as best as I could.

"Thanks, parent's idea." He muttered, "My father really."

A faucet turned on in my mind as tears just came pouring, starting with my left eye, pain engulfed my emotions.

"O-Oh... Sh-shit Reid I gotta go, bye." I ended the call quickly before it became obvious that I was crying.

I'll get over it... I'll get over it.

Why the hell am I lying to myself? Cassadee you are in love with Reid Garwin! You have been ever since he stopped those seniors from making fun of you freshman year, after he beat up Trevor for asking if you were prude. YOU LOVE REID.

I was chasing a shooting star, why did I think I could catch it? How the fuck was I supposed to? I'm not that pretty, I'm not that smart, I always have a book in my face and I'm known as the freak from Salem. Yeah, definitely not Reid Garwin's cup of tea if you know what I mean.

I'm sorry that I don't sell my body like most girls do to get the guys they want. Like Hayley Williams, of Paramore, wrote in the song Misery Business,

There's a million other girls who do it just like you
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who
They want what they like
It's easy if you do right
Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!

I'm sorry for being with Hayley on that one.

I respect my body and I sure as hell am not going to change who I am for a guy.

Reid was my friend for who I was. I thought maybe, just maybe fate would play in my hands and we'd become closer and he'd actually ask me out in the cutest way possible.

I had a dream once that we both ended up in detention. We were just being the badasses we are, well he was being badass, I was just being bored. I had nothing to do and we were passing notes doodling back and forth about professor Gordan, making fun of his sweaty arm pits and his disgusting shirt. Then suddenly, he had written something.

Do you want to go out on a Date later
( ) yes ( ) no
(humor me and put an X or check)

It was the best dream I ever had. And now that dream was up with the shooting star known as Reid Garwin. It was just my luck right?

Why the hell do I think a guy like him would've liked me anyways? He's popular, I'm a freak. I'll always be just a freak, nothing more.

Thirty minutes might've passed. I finally came down from my pain and I wiped my eyes with a dish rag. I took a deep breath as a headache from all the crying thumped in my skull. My cell phone went off again; I got a text message this time. I pulled my Samsung intensity from my pocket, I had jammed it in there after I ended the call with Reid, and looked at the number. I didn't know it so I opened the text message.

It was from Boston University.

Alright, Alright. I'll take this as a sign and get my applications done. Damn.

I was working rather vigorously as my sadness turned into anger. I'm not sure at who but all signs were pointing at Victoria. I fucking hate her. I heard the door to my house open from the balcony. I was working out in the hall way because I knew if I went into my room I would lie down in my bed and just wish this was all a bad dream, which I was pretty sure it wasn't because I stubbed my toe going up the stupid flight of steps.

"Cassadee, you here still?" My older sister Justine called.

"Yeah, working on college applications." I call from the balcony. I was just about done.

"Are you really? What's the occasion? The Harvest Moon's not until September." She laughed.

"Funny." I said bitterly. She brought up the Harvest Moon because that's one of the holiday's our religion has, and usually I work my ass off because I have a lot of energy, not to mention it's a high point for spell work. But that's a different story, well... too early to talk about that just yet.

"What's wrong?" Justine asked me as she sat on the banister after she climbed the stares, "What made you finally tell yourself you need to grow up?" She asked curiously and I smiled weakly. "Cassadee what's wrong?"

"Reid Garwin's engaged." I said softly as I continued to type up my paper.

"That playboy has settled down?" She said in complete shock. I didn't blame her, it was pretty chimerical. "He didn't ask you?"

"NO JUSTINE THAT'S WHY MY FUCKING RING FINGER IS BARE!" I yelled out with the anger I was feeling, "WHY DOES THIS SHIT HAPPEN TO ME?! MY LIFE COMPLETELY FUCKING SUCKS!"

She frowned at me, "I'm sorry the other families put a curse on you."

"A... curse, you used to tease me about that when I was little, especially in elementary school when all the guys I liked either hated me or didn't look at me twice."

"Yeah well, I thought that it was broken sophomore year with Reid." She got off the banner and held out her hand for me to take, and when I took it she helped me up. She walked into my parent's room. She left me to plop down on the bed as she walked into my parent's closet then pulled out a box. She sat down next to me. Lifting the box, she took out the piece of paper.

"What is that?" I ask curiously, completely stupefied on what the old piece of parchment may be.

"The letter the head of the other four families wrote before they all died off because they became power hungry. In here it tells how they used as much power as they could to curse the youngest of the Skylar siblings, to make it impossible to find happiness in love."

"This... is why I never had a boyfriend then." I muttered, "GOD FUCKING DAMN IT! Why don't they believe in the whole Wiccan Rede!? In it harm none, do what ye wilt. HELLO! Harming me isn't good!" I exclaimed punching a pillow. "WHAT THE FUCK? THIS IS WHY I'VE BEEN MISERABLE!? AWESOME SAUCE!" I grabbed the pillow and screamed into it to release my anger before I caused a tornado outside where the wind was blowing fiercely. "Why do they have to blame me for their power hungry nature just because mom was the only sensible one... why do I have to pay? That stupid curse is why Reid is engaged. It's because I can't be happy."

"Cass, don't worry, we've been trying to break the curse for a while now. We will one day."

"Yeah right." I chuckled bitterly once more, "I should just stop believing I'll be happy. My life blows just because of some fucking curse that was put on me when I was hardly one year old. Great just great Justine, I'm going to crawl under a rock and die!" I got up, leaving my laptop on the balcony, and walked into my room, slamming the door.

I really, really want this horrible nightmare to be over with. Why do I have to suffer like this?

Review? I'll give virtual cookies.

btw. I know this is a slow start but it gets better.