Hey guys! So, I read the Hush Hush series ages ago and recently re-read the series and decided I was just not happy that no one got laid ;) SO, I wrote you all some lemons!

They're sexy, cheeky, bad boys in a band - Patch, Scott, Rixon and Dante are new at Nora and Vee's school. Scott recognizes Nora from when they were kids and they all become quick friends. They get pretty naughty ;) The boys are hiding that big secret - you all know what it is - but Vee and Nora don't, yet. LEMONS! P+N, S+V.

DISCLAIMER: Becca Fitzpatrick is the mastermind - I'm just borrowing her characters and making them do naughty things. ;)

Chapter 1:

Nora's POV:

Tick, Tick, Tick...

The seconds on the clock seemed to increasingly slow the longer I stared at the clock. Mr McBride had been droning on about probability for the last thirty five minutes. Nothing he was saying was new to me, I tuned out about five minutes into the lesson.

The ring of the dismissal bell was a sweet relief. I had everything packed up and I was out of the class before the ball had rung out. First period was always a bore, it was too easy and the one class I didn't share with my best friend.

"Have you seen the new guys?" I was walking through the corridor to my next class when I picked up on Hayley Green, gossip queen's voice. If anything new and interesting was happening in the school, she knew about it.
"Yes, they are so hot!" Another girl in my year shrilled in excitement.
"I hear they transferred from Portland after they got expelled." Hayley divulged. "I hear they broke into their old school to play a gig."
"A gig?" The ever curious gossip whores asked.
"Yep. They're a band! Apparently they were really popular." Hayley explained. I noticed I had stopped walking to listen. Usually I didn't pay attention to high school gossip, but I had to admit I was interested. This was a fairly small school, new people was pretty interesting.
"Are they all Juniors?" Another girl - a junior like myself and Hayley - asked.
"Yes, all of them." I continued on my way to class while the conversation burst into discussions about what classes they were in.

I passed my locker to swap my books and found Vee leaning against it. Vee Sky is my best, probably my only friend and vise verse. She was my gorgeous, curvy and blonde untwin; she was almost my exact opposite. We were a lot like magnets, opposites attracting and a bond so strong it was hard to pull as away from each other.

"I hope you haven't heard." Vee said with a hopeful expression. Although I had a very strong belief it was about the new students, I decided to humor her.
"Nope, tell me." I instructed her as I twisted the code into my locker. She squealed with excitement, a stereotypical teenage girl habit I luckily never contracted.
"There's four new guys!" The only thing that stole Vee's attention more than food, was boys. "Two were in my math class first period, and let me tell you..." She trailed off to exhale dramatically whilst fanning herself.
"We should get to class." I suggested, it was about a minutes before the late bell would go.
"Oh, yes! We need to find out if any of them are in our English class, good idea, let's go." Vee really did run a mile a minute twenty four hours a day, seven days a week – never a dull moment with her.

As we walked into our English class it only took a very quick scan to see what all the fuss was about. Sitting in the back row were four guys I had never seen, four very attractive guys. Was it a law of the universe that you aren't allowed to be in band unless you rated at least a '7/10' on the attractive scale? The first was sitting on the desk with his back to me which meant I couldn't make out much but he was particularly muscular and had a deep olive toned skinned skin and dark hair, Italian i'd guess. The second guy was standing leaning against the back wall just behind the others, he had chin length dark hair that covered a bit of his face and a hawk nose. The third was sitting in one of the chairs at the double desk, he had short sandy brown hair and wore a fitted white tee over light grey jeans. My heart skipped a beat as I took in the fourth guy. He was the definition of tall, dark and handsome. He had dark hair, dark eyes and a completely black outfit to match. He chuckled at that moment and a grin lighted his features and I felt a little weak in the knees. The late bell broke me from daze.

"Thank you God, for blessing me with all four boys in my class, please keep the luck coming I still have three more classes for you to put them in today." Vee prayed thankfully beside me.
"Everyone take your seats please." Mr Barns instructed. "As interesting as our new additions are, I do require your attention." Barley anyone directed their attention to him, even then.
I almost tripped over a chair on my way to my desk because I couldn't bring myself to take my eyes off the boys, one in particular. I slumped into my desk in the back row near the window, only two desks away from them, Vee plopped in next to me.
"Okay!" Mr Barns exaggerated, "How about some introductions, boys." Mr Barns looked down at his class list.
"Rixon O'Riley." Mr Barns announced. The hawk nosed guy that had been leaning against the wall responded.
"That'd be me." Even in the few words he'd said it was impossible to miss his thick Irish accent.
"Dante Matterazzi." Mr Barns followed. The muscular Italian guy responded simply with an inclination of his head, a nod accompanied with a 'Yep'.
"Scott Parnell." Mr barns continued. Scott Parnell? I knew that name... I just can't quite place it. The guys with sandy blonde hair made a lazy handed salute.
"Yes, sir."
"And Patch Cipriano." Tall, dark and handsome now had a name. He made a gesture half way between raising his hand and a wave accompanied by another leg weakening crooked grin.
Mr Barns then continued into the normal roll call.
"Nora Grey." I responded with a quick 'here' as he got to my name. Before Mr Barns could continue, he was interrupted.
"Nora?" I looked over to the mention of my name. It was the new guy introduced as Scott Parnell. "Nora Grey as in Harrison and Blythe's daughter?" he asked. He knew my parents; I didn't remember how I knew him but obviously he remembered me. I nodded.
"Shit, really?" He stood up as he said this, he seemed... excited? He had a huge grin on his face.
"Language, Mr. Parnell," Mr Barns commented, "please sit down." reluctantly Scott sat. Everyone's eyes were on me.

After roll call was finish Mr. Barns instructed that we get into groups of three to discuss protagonist and antagonist pairings in famous literature. Scott didn't miss a beat before he was up and coming my way. He bounced onto the desk, sitting sideways in front of me.
"You can't tell me you don't remember me." Scott said in mock disbelief.
"Your name is familiar but you may have to help me out a little." I said, my voice shaky from embarrassment. I didn't have to look to feel the whole classrooms eyes on me.
"We were like best friends when we were kids?" He seems a little genuinely hurt. It took only moments for it to click then. My jaw dropped in shock, this could not be the Scotty I grew up with.
"Scotty the -" Before I got out the rest his hand was clasped over my mouth suddenly his face serious.
"Hey, hey now, Just Scott." It was blatantly obvious that he did not want my calling him 'Scotty the Potty' in front of his friends and new school mates. He had a bit of a bladder problem when he was a kid, probably something he'd prefer to keep in the past.

I laughed against his hand and he dropped it, smiling back at me. I stood up and he immediately pulled me into a hug. It had been such a long time since I'd seen Scott – probably six years – but we were best friends back then. Our parents were good friends we spent almost every weekend and every other day in between together until they had moved to Portland. He had changed so much, he'd gotten so tall and... attractive.

"I was hoping I'd run into you." He said as he let me out of his vice gripped bear hug.
"I can't believe you're back in Coldwater." I said in joyful disbelief.
"I can't believe I haven't been introduced." Vee piped up from beside me. Scott turned to look at Vee, his smile grew and he lent back on his elbows, essentially laying on our desk.
"Well Hello there, how rude of me. My name's Scott, and what's yours gorgeous?" He asked. Vee blushed. Vee blushed? I took a moment to let that soak in.
"Vee." She finally answered.
"Nice to meet you, Vee." He said with a flirtatious wink.
"Mr. Parnell we sit on chairs, we do not lay on desks." Mr Barns scolded.
"What to be in our group?" Vee asked, as Scott hoped off the desk.
"Now, that's an offer I don't think I can pass on." He said, grabbing a spare chair from the desk in front of us and straddling it backwards.

"So, do Harry Potter and Voldemort count?" He asked in reference to the protagonist/antagonist assignment we'd been given. Surprisingly we actually got some work done in between Scott and I nostalgically reminiscing and Vee and Scott flirting like... well, like horny teenagers. I hadn't always liked Scott, though he did eventually grow on me. I remember now how fun he was, he was the kind of guy that just made you laugh.

The bell rang and the class was dismissed. As we packed away our things Scott's friends moseyed over to our table.
"So, Scott. You going to introduce us to your new best friends." One of Scott's friends, Rixon, asked.
"Actually, Nora was my best friend when I was a kid." He said gesturing to me. "And this is my replacement, Vee." He gesturing to her. He'd made a joke earlier how Vee had replaced him as my best friend.
"Nice to meet you, ladies." He said in acknowledgement. Then turned his attention back to Scott. "Me and Dante have pharmacyry next, Patch has PE. What have you got?" He asked in his Irish accent.
"PE." Scott answered, after looking quickly at the timetable he had crumpled out of his pocket.
"We have PE too!" Vee said, oozing pure excitement.
"The chem' lab is on the way to the gym, we'll show you." I offered.
"Course you would, Grey." Scott said, slinging his arm around my shoulder. "Good chick, she is." He said to his friends. Everyone started heading out of the classroom, Patch lingered at the back with me.

We dropped Rixon and Dante off at the chem' lab then stopped at our lockers to get our PE gear. Scott had started up a new flirtatious discussion with Vee about good places to get food in town, I'm assuming a date would come from that conversation.
"So, Nora was it?" Tall, dark and handsome asked.
"Yes." I answered simply.
"Call me Patch." He introduced himself, "I mean it. Call Me." He winked at me. I was slightly bewildered by the request.
"That would be a little difficult without your number." I informed him. He reached into his pocket and retrieved a red pen, proceeding to write on the palm of my hand.
"Coming?" Vee asked, heading to the change rooms. I looked down at my hand at the seven numbers neatly scrawled. Shaking my head with a smirk, I followed Vee into the change rooms.
"Oh. My. God. Scotty the Hottie was one hundred percent shamelessly flirting with me. How could you not tell me about him?" Vee said exasperatedly.
"You can't possibly be talking about the new guy, Scott Parnell." Marcie Millar interjected from across the change room.
"And what if she is?" I asked.
Marcie scoffed, "Yeah, right. You're obviously the type of girl he'd go for." She said sarcastically. "Hottie's and Fattie's don't mix." She added. It took all my willpower to not storm over to her and slap some manners into her. Vee and I chose the high road, too ignore her. I started a small idea brewing as I changed into my running shoes, sports bra, purple tank and black shorts.
"He was flirting with me, right?" Vee asked in a soft voice suddenly unsure of herself. I wish she wouldn't let Marcie get to her, she usually dosn't.
"Of course, he was." I assured her.
"What's this?" Vee asked, clasping my hand and reading the red ink.
"Patch's number." I admitted. She slowly looked up at me, grinning.
"Nice work, babe." She said approvingly, with a wink.

"Hurry up, girls!" Coach called as a group of us strolled casually out of the change rooms. "Today we're playing volleyball."
"I don't totally hate volleyball." Vee said almost positively, Vee and PE didn't usually mix well.
"Pair up into four's!" Coach instructed. I spotted Scott and Patch as they were jogging over to us. They'd changed, Scott was now wearing boardshorts and a tight fitting white tank top and Patch Black basket ball shorts and a black tee that hugged all the, now very obvious, muscles in his body. It's not everyday Vee and I have attractive muscular men running at us.
"Need some muscle on your team?" Scott asked, as they reached us.
"Sure." Vee agreed.
"Okay, Everyone pick a side, it's four on four." Coach boombed, blowing his whistle. I could see Marice glaring over at us. Walking over the court I pulled on Scott's arm pulling him down to my height so I could whisper in his ear.
"When we come up against Marcie, I'll let you know when we do, can you do me a favour?" I asked.
"'Course, Grey. What?" He questioned.
"Can you kiss Vee?" I asked. He turned to face me, grinning from ear to ear.
"I would not mind in the slightest bit." He agreed, I smiled.

I couldn't have guessed my luck as we walked to the opposing side of Marcie's court.
"Oh, Hi Marcie!" I exaggerated her name. Scott looked over to me and winked in acknowledgement.
"Hi." She responded sourly.
Vee walked the left front corner of our court, Scott took a place to her right. Patch stood behind Vee and I took the place behind Scott.
The couch came around with a bag of volleyballs, giving one to every group. He threw ours to me, which was not happening; to I passed it off to Patch.
The coach blabbered a bit about rules and technique but then finally let us get into it.
"Just so you know," I whispered just loud enough for Patch to hear, "The chick in the pink... we hate her."
"Duly noted." He grinned mischieveioulsy at me. Scott gave an unmistakable thumbs up, maybe he heard too.
The coach blew the whistle, "Whenever you're ready!" He boomed.
Patch was just about to serve when Scott stopped him.
"Wait!" He held a hand up to Patch, jogging over to Vee. "For good luck." He said with a smile before trapping either side of her jaw in his hands and bringing his lips down onto hers. There was a moment of shock visable on Vee's features, however very brief before her hands wrapped around his back. Scott broke the kiss moments later and they shared a brief look of adoration before Scott jogged backed to his place and Vee's face went as smug as I'd ever seen it.
Marcie looked over with an expression of utter shock, I chuckled pleased at the results of my cunning plan.
"Serve the ball already, dude." Robert Boxler instructed from Marcie's court.

I watched intently as the muscles moved under Patch's skin as he threw the ball up and the creamy sliver of skin that was exposed as he jumped to hit it. The ball then stole my attention as it soared over the net slamming the ground only an inch from Marcie's foot. She squealed and stepped away hoping on each of her feet several times. I'm pretty sure my entire team wore the same smug smile.

Robert swapped sides of the court with Marcie at her request and served the ball our way. Scott towering at about six foot, seven spiked the ball down into the other court, scoring us yet another point.

The game continued in the same general fashion until the coach blew his whistle and our team had won 5 to 0. Marcie glared at Vee and I as we took our victory cheer and she sulked over to the next court.
"Nice work girls." Patch commented.
"Yep, it was all us." Vee agreed, sarcastically. Vee and I barely got near the ball, we didn't have to, the guys had it pretty much covered, and saved all out almost losses.

We didn't lose one game. We did get a few points scored against us, but I had to take the credit for that. The only athletic activity I am any good at is running. Given Vee was slightly to blame too – she couldn't stop blatantly staring at Scott. Mind you, half way through our second match Scott seemed to decide that his shirt were getting in the way of his game play, easy to say I didn't really blame her.

I've actually written a whole lot of this! So, Expect a lot of updates on a regular basis!

I promise you, It will only get better! At first I didn't write in chapters, I added that later on, I apologize if the end of a chapter doesn't seem like one.

Posting Chapter 2 like... right now ;)

Also, I don't have a Beta, so I apologies for any errors and mistakes - I hope there's not too many.

- Kayla.