Disclaimer: I do not own The Covenant and make no money from the writing of this fiction. First fanfic, and I'm really bad with spelling and grammar. I appreciate all reviews, enjoy.

Note- Visuals are available on my profile.

Chapter 1- Oh God It's Saturday

"Ugh", I groaned as I finally pulled my eyelids open with a lot of work. For the life of me I could not figure out what the hell happened last night. I'm really not usually the type of girl who will go out and get so trashed that the events form the night before are not remember able. Of course I drink and have fun, I break a couple of rules, unlike my twin brother Tyler, I have no problem being loud and sometimes even obnoxious. Any girl would act the same if they had a life like mine, but that's a story for later, for right now I have got to figure out what I did last night, and what messes I will have to fix before I get into too much trouble.

So I finally decide to sit up and the first thing I see are ABS? "Oh god, please don't be some total fool like Aaron Abbot or one of his idiotic minions" I thought frantically. After a small pep talk a decided to take a peek at the topless lost boy lying beside me. I slowly turned my head to have my eyes practically bug out of my sockets, sleeping peacefully next to me was the oldest of my "big brothers", golden boy Danvers. I slowly brought myself to my feet, and stepped over a mess of cups, cans, and I think I even spotted a pair of men's jeans. I reached the door and tip toed out as fast as possible, running down the hall to Tyler's bed room. Without thinking I ran in and shut the door behind me, I was about to wake him up till I realize that he was already wide awake giving me the most ridiculous looking grin I have ever seen in my whole life, even Reid would never be capable of showing a grin with such amusement behind it.

"Ok Ty, what do you know that I don't?" I asked him a bit annoyed at the fact that whatever is making my big brother so happy will be the down fall of me for years to come.

"I'll tell you one thing, but the rest will cost you," Tyler laughed out.

Dread appeared on my face, "just spill it," I urged.

"Aren't you a little cold Victoria?" Tyler said with that annoying smirk back on his face.

A lot of people may not know it but my brother is actually really evil, don't get me wrong, he's sweet and charming to most people, but he is also the best friend of Reid Garwin, not because they are closer to age compared to Caleb and Pogue, but because most of the time they both think alike.

I decide to play along with Ty's little game and finally looked down at myself, to find that I'm wearing a shirt, just a shirt, that's not even mine. I looked at Tyler a bit confused, till I realize whose shirt it is I'm wearing.

"Oh no," I stated feeling my cheeks heat up, suddenly Tyler starts bursting with laughter, and explosion of embarrassment feels me completely, all I could think of doing was running over to my horrible brother and tackling him. I might be the only one who knows that Ty is actually quite ticklish.

"I'll give you something to laugh about mister!" I yelled as Tyler was pushed onto his back by all my weight.

The tickle fight lasted about 2 minutes, since the hangover from last night compelled me from further attacks. "Man, what did I get myself into last night?" I asked leaning my head on his stomach.

He started to laugh again before admitting, "A hell of a lot baby girl."

I decided I would go back to my room and start cleaning up the little mess that I was aware of for right now. I checked Ty's alarm clock to see it was about 10 a.m. "just great" I thought walking out the door back to my room. I walked in to the huge mess I had to venture threw on my way out. I was too tired from yesterday so I decided I would just use a bit of magic to clean up the mess. feeling my powers swarm, I felt the change in my sight, and used to send all the trash into a black garbage back I always set to the side when we have a party while our parents are out. When I was finished I opened my eyes again a bit more relieved, but not quite as I walked around grabbing the clothes that were thrown around. All mine except for the pants that I assumed were Danvers, I thought about how awkward it would be when he woke up and saw me wearing his shirt. I walked over to my closet deciding it would be better if I was fully clothed when he realized where he was. I began rummaging through the closet, picking out a white Drunk on Pancakes T-shirt and some black shorts. Suddenly I heard a rustle from behind me and I froze, hoping I hadn't been too loud.

"Good morning Victoria" the boy said as he stretched.

At that moment I was speechless I couldn't think, ok I know any other girl would be ecstatic given this situation happened to them. However for me this guy was Danvers, the leader of the sons of Ipswich, the golden boy, the guy who acts as warden to all of us with power. For years I have listened to his lectures of right and wrong, Reid may get the worst out of every one. But trust me I have had my fair share of annoying rants of not using this and not using that, and stop trying to compete with Reid. This is the reason I started calling him Danvers, instead of a cute nickname like I give the rest of the guys. Now the biggest hypocrite I have ever met was not only calling out to me but also in the sweetest tone, that I would never even dream he would use towards me.

"G..good morning," I stuttered, mustering up the courage to face him. Now I have never been someone to fear Caleb, I just think out of all the messed up situations I have gotten myself into, this is at the top of the pile. "I just hope he doesn't remember anything," I thought to myself.

But that hope was shot down when I felt his arms wrap around my tiny waist, and his warm breath on my neck, "You make my shirt look sexier than it's supposed to, I might let you keep it," he whispered in to my ear before he gently kissing my neck. At that moment two things happened; I realized that Caleb remembered everything from last night, and that a battle had erupted in my mind, to tell him I don't remember, or not to tell him, that was the question.