Disclosure: I don't own The Covenant so far just my character Cybele.

Cybele's thoughts are in italics.

Chapter 1: Cybele Terrance

First semester had come to a close, but the break had been anything but peaceful for Spencer Academy's administration. New students seemed to be popping up every day. Four new prominent families had just arrived to Ipswich, and each one clamoring to have their daughter attend. Provost Higgins was looking forward to a long hectic day. His desk was mounded high with paperwork, and the sight was already making his head ache. Of course, his secretary deemed this perfect opportunity to add four new folders to his burden. In addition, she informed him the first new student was here. A Ms. Cybele Terrance. He sorted through the folder before coming across the manila folder with her name typewritten across the top. He began glancing through her record.

Name: Terrance, Cybele A.

DOB: 3/1/1989

GPA: 4.00/4.00

Extracurricular Activites: Science Club, NHS, and Science Olympiad

Intended Major: Botany/Environmental Studies

Preferred College: Harvard

Remarks: Talented young woman, a great leader, extremely responsible and practical

A young woman with medium length chocolate brown hair and emerald green eyes walked into the office. She was dressed demurely in crisp denim jeans and baby blue v-neck sweater. Provost Higgins offered her his hand before gesturing for her to have a seat.

Great just what I want to do today talk to this yahoo about my record. What's he really going to say how great a job I've done. We expect great things from you...etc. Same old speech, different performer. I really wished the girls were here. I haven't seen Al, Di, or even Lee in forever. I really could use their support in a new school full of preps and most likely assholes. Damn it I promised myself I was going to tone down the cursing. Ah hell. Let's just get through this meeting before this fake smile becomes permanent.

"Well Ms. Terrance, it seems that we will have no issue extending our greatest congratulations to you on choosing Spenser Academy as your home. Your record is impeccable, and your teacher recommendations are outstanding. We hope to see great things from you. If you do not have any questions, my secretary will give you your schedule, dormitory assignment, and book list," Provost Higgins hurriedly discussed.

No shit, Sherlock. I'm good at school because i have no life. You're really beginning to bore me here. The lack of enthusiasm is slightly annoying but out of a 10, I give you a 7 for this recycled speech.

"Thank you, Provost Higgins. I am quite sorry to have interrupted you when you are clearly quite busy. I do hope that I can make myself an asset to such a distinguished school as yours," I sweetly added, plastering a smile across my face.

Geez, did I really just say that load of bull. Damn I hate how phony I sound, but just keep up the charade, I'm almost done.

I walked out into the waiting area of the Provost's Office only to bump into a slender girl with raven black hair and turquoise eyes.

"Oh my god, Di. I haven't seen you in forever. I didn't know you were transferring to Spencer, too. I mean you said your family was moving, but nevermind I'm so glad to see you," I squealed, hugging the ever fragile-looking Ondine.

She still looks as pale as ice. A little sunshine would do her good.

"Same here, Cyb. Yeah my parents decided that they needed a change of scenery and apparently that meant Ipswich of all places. Lee and Al are here, too. Lee, of course, has a court-mandated change of scenery, and Al is just Al. She heard this place had a reputation for the hottest guys," she smiled.

Her voice was as smooth as a calm sea, but her face lightened up as she burst out laughing.

"Those two really never do change," I smiled, relieved to not really have to start all over again at a new school.

"Well it would seem I have to speak to the Provost. Wait for me, so we can compare schedules?"

"Of course."

Ondine walked through the open door while I headed towards the secretary.

"Ms. Terrance, I presume," a dowdy secretary beckoned up from behind her sunken desk.

Duh. Do they actually pay you to say that? Whatever it is. It's definitely way too much.

I nodded in acquiescence. The secretary handed me a stack of papers and a small envelope, most likely containing the key to my room. I shuffled the papers and headed towards the chairs waiting for Di's meeting to be done. I looked at the envelope seeing 333 written neatly at the top.

I really hoped I would be rooming with Di, but knowing my luck, it would be Lee. Lee, the perpetual troublemaker, was somehow the leader of the bunch, yet she was the least reasonable/rational person I had ever met. She was known for getting into trouble whether it was starting fights, vandalism, and her all-time favorite accidental arson. Lee had a proclivity towards playing with fire which also meant she had the accidental tendency to set things on fire. The rest of us spent a great deal of time trying to stay out of trouble.

The tinkling of a bell attached to the office door startled me from my thoughts. I looked up to see the most beautiful boy walk in. His hair was medium length and a dirty blonde with beautiful hazel eyes. A leather motorcycle jacket hugged his slender, muscular frame as did the faded pair of jeans he was wearing. I was flat out staring at him and didn't even notice until the beautiful stranger asked me something.

"Hey sorry to bother you, but uh do you know where the secretary is?" he asked, flashing me a brilliant smile.

Have I died and gone to heaven? If I have, I'm spending all my time with him.

"Um no. I've kind of been in my own little world. I didn't even realize she left. Sorry."

What am I idiot? Could I have any worse of a response? Let's make sure everyone thinks your a space cadet, Cyb.

"No worries. Don't take this the wrong way, but are you new?"

Yeah what made you guess. The pile of papers in my lap.

"Yeah. Just transferred," I admitted nervously.

"Then I guess welcome to Ipswich. My name's Pogue," he smiled again and walked over to sit next to me.

He was sitting right next to me. Oh my god did he smell good. Okay, seriously, Cybele, get a grip of yourself. You're supposed to be the sane one of the group.

"My name's Cybele. I know the name's kind of weird, but I think my parents were probably high when they named me," I laughed nervously.

"Uh my name is Pogue. I think were even when it comes to weird names," he said flashing that killer smile again.

Okay I could get used to this. I was talking to this really cute boy, sort of flirting, and no panic attack had come over me yet. Way to go me.

"So what made you transfer to Spenser, if you don't mind me asking."

"Parents wanted to improve my education by sending me to some elitist prep school. Damn them. I was happy where we were," I smiled weakly, disappointed in my lapse in language already.

I was still mad at them for that. I hadn't talked to them in at least a week. They dumped me here and jetted off to Europe.

"Hey, I'd be pissed, too. To drop everything and just transfer to a new school would suck. I couldn't do it. Leave the guys behind. I'm sorry about that."

The beautiful stranger, well Pogue, seemed to understand or at least empathize with what I was going though. Maybe this school wouldn't be so bad. I mean the girls were here, and I had just met this really nice guy. Things were looking up for me.

A/N: This is my first story, so please be patient. The first four chapters you'll get to meet the "girls" and the Sons. Then, things will start to get interesting. Like always, read and review please.