The Covenant FanFic

CHAPTER 1

Whoever came up with work-study was a fucking douche. Especially on s Friday night, and especially when you are the new girl. It was almost five o'clock on a Friday night at the classic Spencer Academy in Ipswich Massachusetts. Classes started next week but now it was party party party! The final huge blowout of the summer was tonight and what was I doing. WORKING! GAY! I fucking hate this and the worst part is that I work at the library. I don't even work at the fun part where you can surf the net until some idiot asks an obvious question. No, I put the fucking books away. It sucks so much; I'm not even aloud to talk to people unless they talk to me first. This is the worst fucking gig EVER!

As I push my cart full of books towards the elevator to get to the lower level, I looked out of a huge bay window to the level below, I saw four of the most attractive boys I have ever seen. They were all beautiful but all different. It puzzled me that there were any people at all in the library right now; no on has any work to do, they all must to last minute stragglers. As I continued to stare at the boys, one looked up at me. He has the deepest shade of blue eyes I think I have ever sent. They were stunning, the most stunning things I think I have ever seen. His hair was so brown that it was almost black and his body. His tightly fitted shirt showed off his perfectly built torso…well perfectly. Compared to one of his friends who were wearing a wife beater, who was almost too buff (I mean there were veins popping out of his arm) Blue Eyes was ideal. He was the model boy in everyway shape and form. He stared back at me but I wondered what did he see? Did he see the girl with violent red hair and piercing green eyes or did he see the girl with big tits and long legs.

I wondered who this group of boys was for everyone who padded them slowed and stared. Some guys stopped to talk to them while the girls stared with want and desire dancing across their eyes.

The elevator bell dinged as the doors slide open. As I tore my gaze away from the blue-eyed beauty, I pushed my cart into the medium sized elevator and pressed M1 as the doors slid closed.

Let me just inform you that I am not from around here. Ipswich was a friend's hometown for two years but never mine. I live about 40 minutes away in a small ass town called Methuen Mass, which is like 5 seconds from the New Hampshire border. I could have gone to Phillips Academy but Spencer gave me a full ride and that couldn't be said no to. I have gone to MHS for the first three years of m high school career but as junior year came to a close, Mum said that if I wanted to go to Simmons of Emanuel College in Boston then I would have to go to a school with walls. I applied to every private school within an hour and a half radius and then applied for every know scholarship. Spencer seemed to like what they saw in so I packed up Gram's old Ford Taurus and hit the road but of course not before my friends threw me a kick ass going away party. And now, here I am friendless, roommate less and working. Kill me now.

Ding

The elevator doors slid open and I pushed my heavy ass cart out. As I push my cart out a loosely packed book falls off my cart. I groan and roll my eyes as I bend down to pick it up. I notice some of the pages have fallen loose and sigh. I hate the woman who works in mending; she's such a bitch.

When I look up from the broken book I notice a lot of legs in front of me. I stand up and see the group of four boys standing in front of me. Self-consciously I pull my denim mini-skirt down as I felt four sets of eyes burning into my skin. I shallow my self-consciousness and stare up at the boy right in front of me. He is also so beautiful and looks a little like Blue Eyes but taller and buffer. He has plain brown eyes that seem to give off a sense of authority. I stare at him not knowing what to do or say. For a few moments we all just awkwardly stand there. Finally the boy in the wife beater and long hair speaks.

"Caleb," he spoke to the brown-eyed boy, "the party is starting soon and I still have to get some work done at home. Mother dearest has been such a bitch ever since Dad started using again," he finished and then paled. All four boys looked panicked for a moment until the boy with blonde hair and black fingerless gloves spoke.

"Usually when a man starts using Viagra, the woman stopsbitching," the blonde with grey eyes joked. Blue Eyes laughs and smiles and I start to feel my knees shake at the smile. To avoid any embarrassing moment like me falling down at the weakness of knees, I reach for my cart and start to walk away.

I get to the fiction area and start to pull books off the cart and onto the shelf. Tedious shit right here man. When I reach back to the cart and t Brown Eyes is handing me a book. I'm taken aback for a second but eventually take the book to put it on the shelf. Then I turn and look back at the group. I place one hand on the cart handle and the other on my hip. I stare at the boys and then raise an eyebrow.

"Can I help you boys?" I say calmly. Yes they were gorgeous, intimidating almost, but why the hell were they following me?

"We have noticed you around school this week," Brown Eyes spoke. He had a calm, soothing voice. "I mean it's hard not to with your-"

"Tits and legs. Baby, my name is Reid Garwin. Good afternoon. You know my grandmother's name is Maeve. You kinda remind me of," he said as he stuck out his hand at me.

"Reid," Brown Eyes growled. Reid instantly stuck his hand back at his side. Brown Eyes looked back at me and smiled a breathtaking smile. "What I was going to say was with your hair. I mean Kira has red hair but compared to yours it is incredibly dull; yours catches the attention of anyone. It was then that we noticed that you were always alone."

"We realized we had never seen you before in town or at school so you must be new," Long Hair continued. "So here we stand introducing ourselves and giving you some friends. I'm Pogue Parry."

"Caleb Danvers," Brown Eyes said. "You've met Reid," Caleb groaned and sighed. Then Reid took over.

"And this is our Baby Boy," he said as he took Blue Eyes into a headlock and noogied his head. In one swift movement, Caleb slapped the back of Reid's head and Reid released to rub the back of his head.

"I'm Tyler Simms," he sighed as he straightened out his shirt and hair.

"Maeve," I stated.

"Well, Maeve, good afternoon," Reid said. "You know my grandmother's name is Maeve."

"I'm sure it is. I'm also sure she has a lot of names," She replied. Reid looked puzzled for a minute and then shrugged. I saw Tyler try to hold back a laugh. Caleb was smiling and Pogue looked like a proud parent.

"So do you have a last name Maeve?" Caleb pondered.

"Yes," was all I said.

"And," Caleb pried.

"And I answered your question what more do you want from me?"

"WE WANT TO KNOW YOUR LAST FUCKING NAME!" Reid whisper shouted.

"Jesus Reid," I answered.

"Reid that was rude and uncalled for. Maeve could you please tell us you last name?" Caleb asked ever so politely.

"Reid," I stated. This was going to take a while, I could just tell.

"Maeve he's not doing anything," Pogue said. I could tell he was starting to get annoyed.

"It's REID," I said.

"Your last name is Reid?" Tyler asked.

"Yes, it means red hair in Gaelic and wow look at this," I said while picking up a lock of my hair. "Red hair! Why this is just seer madness." I looked over at Reid and he was just glowing. He loved that his first name was the same I as my last. This could not end well.

"Well, well, well, isn't this an interesting turn of events," Reid gloated. I groaned as Tyler rolled his eyes.

"Listen," Pogue said, "before he gets any more annoying get to the point Caleb."

"Oh right," Caleb said. "There is a party at the Dell's tonight. It's always a lot of fun." He sound excited just thinking about it. "We want to open an invitation to you." I stared at him. "To go with us."

"Um, as thrilling as hanging out with four guys sounds, I have to be here," I said sarcastically. I didn't have to be here but I wanted to get some girlfriend, not to be hated by all the girls on campus. I was getting glares from girls just standing here talking to them.

"No, you don't," Caleb said. "The library closes in like twenty minutes." Fuck, he saw through that lie I thought. "Plus, Pogue's girlfriend is going to be there with her new roommate."
"She hot?" Reid questioned.

"Who?"

"The roommate?"

"Jesus Reid, I don't-"

"Hey!" I said. "As much fun as it is, trying to figure out if the new roommate is hot or not," I complained, " you guys are losing serious Brownie points if you really want me to go with you."

"Yes, we want you to come," Caleb said. He sounded almost to sincere. You couldn't help but say yes after that. I nodded. "What's your room number? We'll have Kate meet you there," he said as he took out his phone. This guy had to be the leader of their little "pack." That was the only way to explain the way he ordered people around.

"Um…I'm in room 243," I stated. When I told what room I was in, Tyler grinned. I wondered if they all did but I only saw him. "What?"

"That's the room next to Kate," Pogue smiled. He was a man of few words I was finding but the things he said were nice and earnest. His smile, which gave Caleb a run for his money, was equally as earnest. This girl Kate must be quite something to make Pogue seem this happy at just the thought of her. I was actually looking foreword to meeting her. "She's room 245."
"Huh," I said. "Which is she? The brunette or the blonde?"

"YES!" Reid exclaimed. The librarian sent him a dirty look while the rest of us just looked at him with puzzled expressions. "There is a blonde among boys and blondes are always so much more fun," he smirked and wiggles his eyebrows.

"I'm guessing your girlfriend is the brunette then?" I asked Pogue. He smiled and nodded. That's sweet, I thought, that you could be so into someone that you just smile at the thought of them.

"Well boys, as thrilling as this has been," Reid started, "I have to go bath before the party. Baby Boy, pick me up before you leave."

"Ya, whatever Reid," Tyler answered. "But I'm driving."
"That's what you think." Reid then glanced at me, looked me up and down. He smirked. "I really hope to be seeing more of you Red Reid." Then he left as if nothing happened.

My mouth flew open, as I comprehended what he just said. Caleb and Pogue just shook their head, told me that it was nice to finally meet me and that they would catch up with me later and left. And then there were too. I thought glancing up at Tyler. I went back to putting books away expecting him to leave as well. He didn't.

"I'm sorry," he finally said. This surprised me. He had barely said a dozen words to me since I met him. What was he apologizing for?

"For what?" I questioned. It came out more sarcastic than puzzled.

"For Reid." I had a feeling he did this a lot. "He can be a total jerk sometimes…most of the time."

"It's okay," I assured him. "I've dealt with plenty of Reid Garwins before in my life, like the week before I came at my going away party. There is this total tool of a guy I know. He thinks he's the shit but in all truth, he's well…a tool. Let's just say he tried to get really friendly with me. Saying how much he would miss me and shit like that. Anyways, it really doesn't bother me anymore." He raised an eyebrow at me. I continued. "What did bother me though was the delivery. Like, I fell for his bad boy attitude, like I wanted to jump his bones right here in front of you guys." I thought for a moment. If only Tyler knew how much I wanted to jump his bones right here. I sighed. "Anyways, we're closing up so I'll see you later at the party."

"Ya," he said. "I'll see you later Maeve." He started to walk away and let me tell you the view from behind was just as good as the front.

"Mae!" I called after him.

"What?" He looked really confused. It suited him.

"My friends back home call me Mae…or Evie," I scrambled to explain.

"Oh. Okay," he paused. "Bye Mae," he said as he smiled. I smiled right back at him. It was hard not too.

"Bye Tyler," I mumbled