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Chapter 1

Eurgh Chemistry first period. What could possibly be worst?

I hurried into my seat with a minute to spare, taking my books out and sorted my hair out. I needed painkillers; my head was thumping.

"Morning class," Mr Wager addressed the half empty class. He spent the next five minutes sipping on coffee, while late students came in repeating stupid excuses. "Right, I will be setting an assignment today," an echo of groans filled the lab, "and I'll expect a full report on my desk in two weeks time."

Not bad, I could probably spend the first week procrastinating.

Or not.

I silenced a groan as I looked at the sheet handed out; back titration.

"You will be paired up," I looked around the class for a suitable partner. Maybe Abigail... "Alphabetically."

Or not.

These next two weeks were not going to be fun.

"Fuller and..." my ears perked up, "Garwin." My head fell onto the table.

You have got to be kidding me!

I raised my arm up. "Excuse me sir, is there any chance of erm changing..."

"No Miss Fuller."

Correction: these next two weeks were going to be hell.

Just great, where the hell was Garwin anyway.

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"…he's been ill for a couple days. I do apologise on his behalf."

Okay, so he was ill. I snorted. How very attractive.

More like hung-over. But I was a pleasant person who was willing to give the blonde Son the benefit of doubt. I waited until Mr. Wager left the lab and approached Tyler.

"Reid's ill?" Tyler nodded. "Right well could you give this to him please?" I handed Tyler the sheet of paper with every study session we needed to research and write up the project followed by times to complete the practical.

"He has swim practice…" Tyler said as he took the sheet.

I waved off his comment. "Yes well, I've accommodated it to fit his busy timetable." Tyler caught my eye as I emphasised the word. Everyone knew what Reid was busy doing.

Sorry, I meant who.

"Organised I see?" Tyler asked quirking an eyebrow. Boy he had gorgeous cerulean eyes. So different to McDreamy's dark chocolate orbs.

I shook my head in reply to his question and to my little thought. "No, I just need an A on this." I shrugged.

"Well I'll make sure he gets it…" He headed towards the door and turned round as he opened the door. "Niamh."

Weird. That was actually the first time I spoke to Tyler. Or any of the Sons for that matter.

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"I feel for you. I really do." Char said as we sat on the field. "But he is seriously hot though…"

I shot her a glare. "Hot is not going to get me an A."

"But you'll have an A in sex." I threw a chip at her grinning face. How on earth did I end up with a best friend who thought I'd slept with the slut of Ipswich?

I lay back on the green. Char was picking at the leftover ketchup covered chips. "So what did he say when Wager put you as partners?"

"He wasn't in class. Apparently he's ill. But I gave Tyler a list of study sessions to give to him." I squinted and looked at her. "What?"

"You talked to Tyler?" I looked at as if to say DUH. "Wow, we're moving up the Spencer social ladder. You know that's the first time you've talked to one of them. No stuttering or ramblings?" I shook my head proudly. "Coool." I went back to closing my eyes and absorbing the sun rays. I enjoyed the calm breeze and silence between us.

"SPIDER!"

"WHERE?"

"ON YOU!" We screamed loudly as I jumped up shaking myself.

"Get it off! Char!" I was still jumping, and shaking around, "Get it off!"

"It's gone, it's gone" She said breathlessly as she fell back onto the grass. I was still standing, trying to breathe. We looked at each other, and shuddered. In a split second, we were laughing at our hopeless girly ways, holding our stomachs. We were so caught up in hysterics; we didn't hear the voice calling.

"Hey Niamh." My head shot up. No one ever called me before. Except Char, since she was literally my only friend. And she most definitely didn't have a deep husky voice.

Tyler was walking towards us.

How someone could look so damn perfect, I'll never know. But here he was; tie hanging loosely around his colour and his top button undone; allowing me to catch a glimpse of the gorgeous chest that I would kill to run my hands on. His hair was slightly messed up, standing up at all ends. But it made him look just like perfection with a breathtaking smile. I saved my favourite bit of him last. His dark mahogany eyes.

Why was he coming over to us?

"Hi Niamh," Tyler looked at me then at Char. I probably should've say something useful like her name. But I just managed a mumble.

"Charlotte." Well at least one of us wasn't fazed by the presence of the Sons. Tyler opened his mouth to introduce himself but Char cut him off. "Tyler…" she smiled and him, "And Caleb," turning her head to smile at my McDreamy. "So what can we help you with?"

"We just saw you two screaming; everything okay?" Tyler asked. Amusement was evident in both pairs of eyes.

"Oh yeah, Niamh was just climaxing." Char replied back casually, pointing at me. My jaw dropped, and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks as the two boys chuckled.

"Char." I hissed; but she just had a huge grin plastered on her face.

"Reaching the big O, Niamh?" Caleb asked jokingly. Oh, his voice was just that much dreamier when he was actually saying something to me. I didn't think I could get any redder.

"No!" I struggled to come up with a decent reply. "I wasn't…I mean…" The three seemed entertained by my humiliation.

Remind me to whack Char round the head after this.

Caleb checked his watch, "We've got to be on our way."

"Practice." Tyler informed us. As if I didn't know.

"We'll see you at Nicky's." Caleb said as he and Tyler headed off to the school.

Wait, did Caleb just ask me to go to Nicky's?

I mentally slapped myself. No, he just said it expecting us to be there.

Us. Not me.

"Did you hear that?" I nodded. "Wow, we really are moving up the social ladder." I let her ramble off while I thought.

Today was the day I talked to Caleb Danvers.

Okay so maybe not talked, since I didn't say much. Well, anything.

But my McDreamy finally said something to me; in his to-die-for sexy voice. I thought back to how my name rolled off his tongue; just perfectly orgasmic.

And it really didn't matter that I was going to fail Chemistry.

Who cares about Chemistry when McDreamy's acknowledged you?

"And I totally agree that you were super cool there."

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A/N: Her name's pronounced as "neev". It's Irish or Gaelic. Thanks for the reviews! R&R

Madeleine