Okay so this is my first Covenant Fanfic. It's my obsession as is Reid Garwin AKA Toby Hemingway thus the Pen Name :) I've noticed that everyone else seems to as well but I would really like to do a fanfic about him so yeah! Disclaimer: I own nothing but my character Shyanne and Mikey. R&R? Enjoy!!

Chapter 1

I never thought coming back to this place would be so hard. I mean it was my home, until the accident. This accident left me without a brother and scared of my best friend. I'm not even sure we're best friends anymore. I had to convince my grandparents to let me Attend Spenser Academy this year and that wasn't an easy thing to accomplish. Making things right with my boys was all that mattered. Even if he still hated me for blaming him for the accident, I wanted him to know that knew it wasn't his fault. That dumb building had death written all over it and him and my brother Mikey were adventurous as most 12 -well barely thirteen I should say- year olds would be. Everyone warned them that going into that house was a stupid idea but they were determined to show everyone that it wasn't all that bad. Reid was the only one who made it out of the rubble. He lost his friend on his 13th birthday. A boys right of passage. No one but me had ever seen Reid cry before, and I was 12. Back then it seemed as if he hadn't even tried to save Mikey. I didn't understand. Now I know that Reid wouldn't have left him there and I was going back home to let him know. If he didn't accept my apology, then at least I tried. I closed my eyes and let sleep take over me

"You'll never catch me!" The 5 year old yelled, running away from the blond haried boy, Her black curls bounced behind her.

"Wanna bet?" He yelled. As he gained speed he lunged at her, tackling her to the ground.

"Gotcha!" He said picking himself up and plopping back down on her back.

"That's not fair Re-Re, This is Tag not Football." She grunted, trying her hardest to wiggle out from underneath Reid.

"It's all the same Shy Bear. Like Tomatoes and Potatoes." He said crossing his arms triumphantly, still sitting on his female best friend.

"Those aren't the same." Shy said laughing as best as she could.

" Yeah huh! They're both fruits." Reid insisted.

"They're veggies smartypants." Shy giggled, finally being able to push him off of her

"Well whatever." He said brushing himself off. He stopped and began to laugh.

"What?!" Shy said putting her fists on her hips.

"You're grammas gonna kick your butt." He said between laughs. He pointed to the knees of her pants. She looked down in horror. They were dirty and tore up from the rough housing that went on that day. Reids laughs slowed to a stop as Shy burst into tears.

"It's okay Shy. I'm sure she won't be that mad. I was only teasing. I'm sorry." Reid said wrapping his arms around the hysterical little girl.

"Reid, Shyanne What's going on out here?" Reids mom Lyndsey said running to the backyard.

"She got her pants dirty and she's scared her grammas gonna kick her butt." Reid whisper-yelled to his mother patting her back lightly. She smiled at the little boy.

"Here, how about I take Shy, and you go call Ty and Mikey down for lunch." She said patting Reids back as well.

" Can I call Cay and Pogue to come over too momma?" He asked, his eyes lighting up.

"Yes but that doesn't give you the right to pick on Shy." She warned him.

"Don't worry momma, they like her. She's just like one of the boys." Reid smiled at Shy before running into the house

Shyanne Melody Noriega had found her best friend.

My eyes fluttered open wildly as my phone rang obnoxiously in my purse. I dug it out and smiled as the screen lit up with Cays name on it. He had been pestering me for the past week about when I was getting there. If I was there yet. He cracked me up.

"Yes Cay?" I said sighing.

"Are you here yet?" He asked. I could hear the hopefulness in his voice. You would swear he was no more than five years old.

"Almost." I replied.

"How long is almost?" He whined. Goodness gracious this boy must be super whimpy.

"Their stopping right now. Why?" I asked standing up and getting my carry-ons.

"Because it's cold out here." He whined again. A confused look took over my face. I looked out the window of the train and sure enough, there he was, Caleb Danvers not appearing at all how I imagined him. I imagined him to be an awkward little thing with a deep voice but he was a buff, handsome man. He must have spotted me in the window because he smiled this crooked smile that made my heart melt. He got... Hot.

I ran off of the train as fast as my legs and the 20 pound bags in each arm would let me. I finally just ditched the bags and jumped into his arms. He held me tightly.

"Ca- Cay. I need air please!" I gasped, hitting back and flailing around in his big arms.

"Sorry." He set me down laughing. I laughed too. He walked past me to grab my bags and came back to where I was standing.

"C'mon lets go the guys are waiting." Caleb said smiling that amazing crooked smile. I could

get used to that. I followed him to the car. A giant lump formed in the back of my throat out of nervousness. I didn't know what Reid would say. How would he act? Would he hate me?

"He doesn't hate you Shy." Caleb said keeping his eyes on the road.

"Get out of my head Cay." I said crossing my arms tightly across my chest. I prepared for the worst as we pulled up to giant Danvers mansion.

"Here goes." I sighed as I opened my door.

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