Chapter Ten: Don't Be Jealous

When their workout was over the Sons headed back to the locker room to shower. Caleb watched in amusement as Reid took one last whimsical glance at Ashley.

"So you're going to the game tomorrow?"

"Hell yeah," Reid grinned.

"Ugh," Caleb grimaced. "Dude, you need to brush your teeth."

Reid responded by exhaling hard in Caleb's face.

Caleb jabbed him in the shoulder.

On the way they passed Kira dressed in snug fitting work out gear. Next to her was Aaron dressed in an equally tight shirt and his old Spenser sweats. Both had rolled up mats under their arms.

"Hi Caleb," Kira batted her eyes.

"Hi Kira," Caleb replied pulling up the bottom of his tee shirt to wipe the sweat off his face.

Reid watched as Kira practically began drooling at the sight of his friend's bare abs.

"Working out, huh?" she asked, twisting one of her curls around her finger.

"Yeah," Caleb replied. "You?"

"I teach a Yoga class," Kira patted her pink mat. "We're starting in a few minutes. You're welcome to join us."

At that comment Aaron cleared his throat loudly.

Kira shot him a nasty look.

"Maybe next time," Caleb politely declined. "I promised Sarah I'd meet her for breakfast."

Reid took step away from Caleb and Kira to taunt Abbot.

"Yoga," the blonde said mockingly.

"You're just jealous," Aaron spat back. He brushed passed Kira who was busily gazing at Caleb's abs, and walked toward a set of doors.

"Yeah," Reid shook his head regretfully. "I just don't look as good as you in spandex."

"This isn't spandex, it's Under-Armor," Abbot said defensively.

"My mistake," Reid held up his hands in submission, "it really looks like spandex."

"Go to hell, Garwin," Aaron snapped as he turned away. "Come on, Kira!"

She didn't respond.

"KIRA!"

The girl reluctantly moved her eyes up from Danver's muscular midsection to his face.

"Next time," she smiled at him. "Namaste, Caleb."

"Namaste," Caleb repeated uneasily, glancing over at Aaron who looked like he was about to explode.

Reid couldn't help smirking.

It must suck to know your girlfriend is in lust with another guy. Maybe that's why Aaron cheated on her so much. Or was it vice versa? The blonde pushed the thoughts from his mind, the last thing he wanted to think about was Kira and Aaron.

Karon.

He mentally slapped himself for using their nick name. Combing names was such a stupid trend. It had happened to him once:

Sophomore year at Spenser, he dated Kat(herine) Belmont. Everything had been going fine until a few people began calling them Rat. Reid had laughed it off because it was so dumb, but Kat hadn't felt the same way. She'd gotten so upset about it that she'd broken up with him to date Garrett Coleman. Apparently she liked being referred to as "Karrett" much better.

To make matters worse, Kat never admitted (to anyone other than Reid) that was the reason she ended things. Instead, she claimed he cheated on her with 'some townie girl from that bar he always goes to'.

At that point in the Son's life, Caleb was the only one with a driver's license and they'd only gone to Nicky's twice. Admittedly yes, there was a townie girl who had given Reid her number in front of a few (Spenser) eye-witnesses (but she'd been so drunk the writing was unreadable not that he would have called anyway – well, maybe he would have – who are we kidding – he definitely would have).

Reid had tried to defend himself, but nonetheless Kat's accusations simply added "liar and cheater" to his already questionable reputation. That was when he realized starting a rumor about yourself isn't such a great idea.

Caleb was inside the locker room talking with a few guys from the swim team. After the introductions and handshakes, the Sons stepped away from the group heading toward the showers.

They were halfway undressed, when a very pissed off Aaron Abbott came out of nowhere. He flung open a locker. Its door bounced off the neighboring locker with a loud bang.

Abbott shoved his mat into a gym bag. He began putting on his jacket when his phone rang. He glanced at the screen, muttered "bitch" and ignored the call.

Reid watched Abbott, his amusement growing by the second.

"You know Caleb, maybe size does matter," Reid said loudly.

"Reid." Caleb's voice was firm, well aware of Reid's intentions.

"Hey Aaron," someone yelled over a locker.

"Three seconds," Aaron yelled back hastily zipping up his bag.

"Three. Two. One."

The owner of the voice came around the corner and Reid recognized him immediately. Dressed in a Harvard Crew windbreaker was none other than fellow Spenser Alumni Adam Abbott, Aaron's older brother.

"Reid, don't," Caleb warned.

But Reid didn't listen. Pretending to unlace his sneaker he Used. The younger Abbott's sweatpants dropped down to the floor exposing his bare ass. It was a well known fact that Aaron Abbott never wore underwear. In elementary school Adam had bullied his little brother with atomic wedgies, until Aaron finally retaliated by going commando. Reid thought back to the time when Adam reached into Aaron's pants and grabbed bare ass instead of underwear. "Stop grabbing my ass cocksucker!" Aaron had screamed at the top of his ten year old lungs. Garwin smiled at the memory. That was a great day.

"What the hell, Aaron!" Adam threw his hands up in disgust and turned away as his younger brother hastily pulled up his pants.

Reid laughed out loud until silenced by Caleb's disapproving glare.

Why did Caleb have to be so serious all the time?

Official OC Counter:
1. Vanessa - Sarah's roommate
2. Sara - From Calculus
3. Stacey – Women's Swim Team Captain
4. Ashley - cheerleader
5. Adam Abbot – Aaron's older brother