DISCLAMIER: I own nothing, except for my amazing OC's. If I had any way of owning, or even knowing Reid Garwin, I'd be broadcasting it to the world, trust me.
AN: Hellooooo everyone! Welcome to my new story, Knocked Down. I really hope you like this, because I absolutley love it. I love the characters and the dialouge and everything! And not to toot my own horn or anything, but this is the best thing I've written to date. Now the only thing that would be even better is if you all liked it too! Enough of me talking, get to reading! If any of you read this story, and find it familiar, I have posted this before, but I took it down due to creative problems within my account. I tweaked it a little more though, so enjoy!
chapter one: let me light up your sky.
Taryn Phillips sighed deeply, staring out the truck window, surveying the rainy scenery.
"Huh, this isn't gloomy at all…"
Riley Quinn rolled her eyes "Your sarcasm isn't helping."
"Well, excuse me Miss High and Mighty, but neither is your bitching."
"I think I can bitch, Taryn, since it was your burning need to be such a badass that we're in fucking Ipswich."
Lia Gasparini interjected "Riley, that's low. It wasn't anyone's fault."
"Fine, sorry Tar," Riley said, flipping her flaxen hair in defeat.
Megan Szhor, the last of the group, who tuned out the entire ordeal, commented "Look, we're here…"
As all four girls sighed out in anticipation, stress, and worry, Taryn glanced at her friends, better yet, her sisters.
Riley Quinn, the perfect. Long blonde hair, blue green eyes, and legs for miles, she was the epitome of the perfect boarding school girl. Smart and logical, she had a big competitive streak, and preferred to be in control. A worry wart at heart, she was the responsible balance to the remaining three girls uninhibited wildness.
Lia Gasparini, the exclusive. Her lengthy dark waves, hazel eyes and incapability to trust easily caused her to be written off as the pretty snob. In reality, she was outgoing and loud, but felt at ease with her closest friends, so she usually only associated with them, and her current boyfriend. The designated peacekeeper, she could appease any fiery spat Taryn and Riley encountered.
Megan Szhor, the passionate. She was beautiful with her tan skin, brown hair and glowing green eyes, but her personality made her shine. Musically inclined, brilliant and a great friend, she was a phenomenal friend and all around person. Passionate, in every sense of the word, she was fiercely protective of those she loved, even to the point of jealousy.
And, Taryn Phillips, the wild. The self proclaimed wild child had long dark hair, and 'gray- green-everything-in-between' eyes. Her main goal in life was to have fun, and that often involved her doing less than saintly things, like skipping school, partying and hooking up with numerous boys. As high strung as she was, she was still honest, outspoken to the point of annoyance, and insanely protective of her friends.
And the four best friends, as different as they were, all shared one secret. They were witches, Daughters of Salem to be exact. Pushed together as toddlers, because they shared that special gift, that blessing or burden, depending on how you looked at it. The legacy of the Daughters of Salem lived since the seventeenth century, during the Salem witch trials, the five most cunning, powerful witches formed a coven of silence, so their power would live on. And it lived on, to Riley, Lia, Megan and Taryn.
So there they sat, staring out at the sprawling campus of Spencer Academy, preparing on their newest and potentially most exciting adventure.
Megan breathed "Ready?"
Lia sighed "As ready as I'll ever be..."
Riley parked the Range Rover, and stepped out on to the dark, wet cement. She leaned back in the car, "Are you guys coming or what?"
As they jumped out of the truck, and made their way into the main building, Taryn mumbled "Does this place smile, ever?"
As they approached the Provosts office, with the help of a cranky old lady, Riley turned towards them. "Okay, we've got to make a good first impression."
Taryn smirked "I'll be the perfect angel…"
"Somehow, I find that extremely hard to believe."
Megan opened the door, and was greeted by a slight brunette girl, with clear gray eyes and chic, thickly-rimmed glasses. "Hi! You must be the new girls! Nice to meet you, I'm Samantha Crenshaw. You'll absolutely adore it here, we've of course got great classes, sports, clubs, and other extracurriculars, like student government. Speaking of which, don't forget to vote for me for senior president! Remember S-A-M-A-N-T-H-A C-R-E-N-S-H-A-W, Samantha Cre-"
"Okay Samantha, I think they get it," said a new voice. All five girls turned around, and saw a boy of about six' two, with olivey-tanned skin, messy dark brown hair and amazingly bright blue eyes.
"Oh, h-h-hey Tyler!" she stuttered.
"Hey Samantha. I think I'll take over the greeting committee, sound good?"
"Sure thing Tyler!" she blushed, before scampering off.
He turned to Riley, Megan, Lia and Taryn, and grinned "Hey, I'm Tyler Simms."
Megan smiled "I'm Megan Szhor, and this is Riley Quinn, Lia Gasparini, and Taryn Phillips. We just transferred from Salem Prep."
"Nice to meet you, and welcome to Spencer."
"AH, Mister Simms, causing trouble already?!"
"No Provost Higgins, not at all, just welcoming them to our school."
"Ah, well dinner is about to start, and you should not be late!"
"Yes sir," Tyler grinned one last time at the girls, before pulling out his cell phone, and walking away.
"Welcome, ladies!" Provost Higgins boomed, "Come on in!"
The four girls followed the white haired, jubilant man, into his large, oak-furnished office, and sat in the plush seats facing his desk. He leafed through their transcripts, and commented "Above average grades, athletic, and overall, exceptionally well rounded…" Riley beamed at his words, but it quickly dimmed as he continued "With a knack for attracting trouble. I know you will do fine her academically, but I don't want your behavior to become a problem. I am a much more relaxed provost then your previous, but I refuse to have you running around wreaking havoc, are we clear?"
Taryn smirked "Crystal sir."
"I'm glad we're on the same page. Now, you will receive your uniforms, dorm assignments and schedules. Be prepared for class tomorrow morning, bright and early. "
As they walked to their dorms, Megan fingered her pleated skirt, and remarked "So, was it just me, or was that Tyler guy completely delicious?"
Lia smiled "Beyond…"
Riley wrinkled her nose "He was a little too lanky for my tastes."
Taryn snorted "Not everyone likes beefcakes with necks wider than their thighs…"
Lia agreed "Yeah and he was gorgeous, hands down."
"Aww, does Li have a crush?"
"I DON'T THINK SO!" Lia insisted, extracting her shiny gold key from her red bag, moving toward the room Taryn and her shared.
Megan laughed "Right, whatever you say," as she entered her room with Riley. Taryn walked into her room, surprised to find all her luggage waiting for her.
Lia called out "TAR! This dorm is huge! Look at these closets! I'M IN HEAVEN!"
Taryn smiled, flopping on her spacious bed, "I think we're gonna like it here…"
i would explode just to save your life, yeah, i would explode.
"BEEP BEEP BEEP" screamed Taryn' alarm at the ungodly hour of seven in the morning.
Lia yelled "TURN IT OFF! JESUS CHRIST!"
Groggily, she turned over, shutting the alarm off, and padded down the hall for her shower. As she walked in to the shiny, chrome-accessorized girls' lavatory, she heard a loud moan. Grimacing, she turned the corner to see a petite girl with wild red curls, and a displeased expression, underneath a tall boy with a head full of golden curls.
Taryn rolled her eyes "Excuse me, but I'd like to take my shower without the show, so could you kindly get a room?"
The frizzy redhead snapped "Bitch." and stomped out.
Her curly haired companion turned to follow her, but stopped. "Y'know, if you need some help lathering up…"
"Not a chance, curly."
"Mmm, I like 'em feisty."
"AARON! COME ON!" the redhead yelled.
"Later baby," he said with a grin before he ducked out to meet his girl.
After her shower, Taryn lazily walked back to her dorm. "Uck, Lia, when I went to take my shower-"
Lia shook her head "Tell me later, we're almost late."
Taryn sighed, pulling on the starched pleated skirt, rolling it to mid-thigh, and slipping on her white oxford over her black camisole. She quickly lined her gray-green eyes, and slicked her lips with gloss.
Lia snapped impatiently "Come ON!"
Taryn ran a hand through her dark mane, as she slipped on her shoes and grabbed her bag.
Outside, Riley and Megan were waiting.
"Took you long enough…"
"It takes time to look this good, okay?!"
let me tell you why i would die for you.
When they finally arrived to Professor Browns English 12 AP class, they were almost twenty minutes late, He quipped "Not the best first impression ladies."
Riley smiled apologetically "We're sorry, but we had trouble finding your class."
He nodded, understanding "Well, please find seats, so we can continue with class."
Lia sat down, and opened her bag slowly, grabbing a pencil and her notebook. She felt someone staring at her, and she looked up.
"Hey," he said in a deep low voice.
"Hey," she replied, scanning him quickly. Broad shouldered, dark haired, and brown eyed, he looks like the epitome of the boarding school boy. His muscled were defined, peeking through his thin oxford, and the watch on his wrist gleamed like his smile.
"So, I'm guessing you're one of the new girls…"
Lia looked at him dubiously, hoping he really wasn't as stupid as he just sounded.
He smiled "Sorry, that was really stupid. I'm Caleb Danvers."
She exhaled "Lia Gasparini. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise. So, where'd you transfer from?"
"Salem Prep."
"Oh, well, at least you're familiar with the weather?"
Lia once again gave him the "Are you really that awkward" look.
He laughed "Wow, I think I just outdid myself...Sorry, I'm horrible at small talk."
"Well, we have that in common. Tell me about yourself, Mister Danvers."
He smiled, at ease, before launching in a steady conversation with her.
i cant find the wall to pin this to, they're all comin' down since i found you.
Two rows above, Riley started taking copious notes on Professor Browns lecture. The boy on her left chuckled "You know, taking notes on Browns lectures are completely pointless. Half the time he just sits there contradicting himself."
She looked up "Well, what about the other half?"
"He sits there picking his wedgies. Not an attractive sight, let me tell you."
She laughed "Thanks. I'm Riley Quinn."
"No problem, Pogue Parry."
She gave him a discreet look over, and was pleased with what he saw. He had long honey brown hair, greenish hazel eyes, broad shoulders and a muscular frame. Bike keys lied carelessly on his notebooks, his fingers tapping to a beat, with a smile gracing his chiseled face.
"So, how do you like Spencer?"
She shrugged "It's nice, the people aren't too bad…"
He assured "That's just 'cause you've met me. Be warned, not everyone here is as amazing as me. You're just lucky to meet me first."
"Ha, good to know."
"BABY!" a girl cooed.
Riley and Pogue turned to see a svelte girl with dark skin and long brown hair. She immediately perched herself on his lap, kissing his check sloppily.
"Who's this?"
"This is Riley, she's new. Riley, this is Kate, my girlfriend."
Riley smiled graciously "Nice to meet you."
Kate gave Riley a cold look "Yeah," before turning back to Pogue. "So baby, Reid's tonight, right?"
He kissed her quickly "Yeah, you're gonna have to find a ride there, I've got to get there early and set up."
"But why cant you just come pick me up?!"
"We'll see Kate. Now, get back to your seat before Brown sees you and you get a detention."
"Wait, who's that chick talking to Caleb? Uch, what a slut! I'm so telling Sarah."
Riley glared at Kate "Excuse me, but that girl you're talking about? Yeah, that's my best friend, so I suggest you shut the hell up."
Kate rolled her eyes "Right," before walking away.
Riley looked at Pogue "Sure picked a winner there."
He sighed, running a hand through his long hair "She can just be a little abrasive sometimes."
"A little? She's practically sandpaper…"
let me make this mine, i'll ignite for you.
Smack in the middle, sat Taryn and Tyler.
"Long time no see," she remarked
"Hey, Taryn right?"
"One and only. So, what's shakin' bacon?"
"Nothing much, 'cept my hands…"
"Yeah, you're about a five on the Richter scale right about now."
He grinned, causing her to inwardly groan in delight, "Too much coffee. I barely slept last night."
She smirked "Ooh, got some hot ass?"
He groaned "If only. Reid wanted to make a two am munchie run, and I can barely trust him with my car, even when he's sober. And then he kept me up, rambling on and on about the most random shit."
"Ah, the woes of high roommates."
"Especially if he knows where your spare keys are."
"That's what best friends are for," she laughed
"If you say so. So, you like Spencer so far?"
She pushed her dark hair out of her eyes "I do, but its' like a goddamn maze, I could barely find the bathroom this morning!"
He grinned "Okay, then after your last class, I'll take you on a tour of the school. And your friends too."
"It's a date."
how do we know if we just don't try?
In the very back, Megan sat observing the class, and doodling across her previously black page. In her peripheral vision, she noticed her neighbor had awoken from his nap. And that her neighbor was extremely hot. His blonde hair was messy, but his gray blue eyes were bright and alert, his face chiseled and a growing smirk on his face. He was lanky, and his uniform was haphazard, but he was undeniably sexy.
He leaned over, voice lilting "I'm Reid. And you are?"
She smirked "Megan. Pleased to meet you," as she anticipated the coming lines, a grin appearing on his face.
"The pleasures all mine baby doll. So, have you been properly greeted into this fine school we call Spencer?"
He green eyes flashed "Yeah, by that guy up there," pointing to Tyler.
"Atta boy. That just so happens to be my best friend Tyler Simms. But I'm almost positive he missed something in his introduction."
"Oh yeah? What's that?"
The bell loudly rang, and his smirk grew even bigger, and he gently stroked her chin. "Why don't you come to this party tonight, and I'll be happy to sho- tell you…"
"Really now?"
He scrawled an address on her paper, and winked "Hell yeah baby girl. Oh, and bring your friends too, there's plenty of me to go around. You don't mind sharing, right? Catch you later," before he swiftly grabbed his bag and bounded out the stairs, out of the room.
Megan quickly gathered her things and caught up with her friends, grinning. "So, there's this party…"
AN: So, how was it? Terrible? Great? Somewhere in between? Let me know!