Chapter Twelve—Saturday Night

It was Saturday night, and Nicky's was packed full of people as usual, including the regular Spencer students. Aaron and his boys were monopolizing the pool tables as usuall, taking turns to sneak into the back of the bar and swipe beers. The usual gaggle of chatty girls were either dancing vigorously on the dance floor, or sipping drinks and gossiping at the tables.

Caleb, Blake, Pogue and Lena all arrived before the others and ordered food. They sat in a booth close to the back of the bar, in order to avoid attention. Right, like that was going to be possible. Pogue immediately groaned as he slid into his seat.

"What's wrong?" Caleb asked.

"Kate's here, I just caught her glaring at me." He mumbled.

"Don't let her get to you man," Caleb said comfortingly.

"Hush," Blake said under her breath, nudging Caleb as he looked up to see Kate, striding towards them.

"Hey Caleb," she said, completely ignoring Pogue who was now looking down in his lap uncomfortably.

"Uh, hey Kate." Caleb said rather unconvincingly.

"Can I talk to you for a quick sec?" She smiled sweetly, and like Caleb, very unconvincingly.

"Umm—" Caleb began.

"Course he can." Blake said politely, sliding out of the booth to let Caleb through.

Caleb shot her an appraising look but she just muttered in his ear.

"Just go along with it."

She smiled at Kate, who returned the gesture with a fake air as she headed away from the table, Caleb following her.

"So, what's up?" Caleb asked casually.

"What's the deal with Pogue?" Kate snapped.

"I don't know what you—"

"Oh cut the crap Caleb. Why is he always with Lena De Luca? Is he trying to rebound here? Because we all know it's so not happening."

Caleb had only ever felt like hitting a girl once in his life. It had been when he was 9 years old, and his older cousin Becky, then 11, had broken his favorite toy. He was so mad he had chased her around the house for an hour with his baseball bat before finally coming to the conclusion that Becky could run a lot faster than he could.

Caleb felt his fists clench slightly as Kate continued to bitch about Pogue.

"Pogue's not on rebound. He's doing just fine." Caleb said bluntly.

"Excuse me?" Kate scoffed. "Don't even play that Caleb, he's still pining over me isn't he? God, he never did know when to grow up."

"For your information," Caleb snapped. "Pogue and Lena are great friends, and I for one am not going to let you get in his head and ruin that. Haven't you fucked around with his brain enough as it is?"

Kate looked stunned and opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

"Trust me Kate, just leave well enough alone. You broke up with him, so the way he lives his life shouldn't be of any concern to you anymore, got it?"

"Ugh, whatever." She rolled her eyes and stomped off, defeated.

Caleb returned to his place with the others, giving Blake's hand a quick squeeze as he slid in next to her, causing her to smile.

"What did she want?" Pogue asked miserably.

"Oh she was just being Kate. I told her off though, I don't think she'll be bothering you for a while." Caleb grinned.

"Thanks man," Pogue smiled. "So Lena, decide on what you want to eat?"

Lena was deeply engrossed in her menu, as a distraction. She felt slightly guilty about the whole Kate/Pogue ordeal. She knew it wasn't her fault, but nonetheless, the fact that she had been spending a lot of time with Pogue lately made her feel a bit uneasy whenever Kate was around. She looked up and smiled.

"Well, the Caesar salad is the only thing on my mind tonight."

"I agree," Blake said, closing up her menu.

"You don't have to ask what me and Caleb are getting." Pogue laughed.

"Burgers and fries, every night." Caleb grinned, pounding Pogue's fist.

"Well unfortunately, unlike you, I can't eat like a raccoon and still keep my figure." Blake said, rolling her eyes but all the while suppressing a smile from her lips.

Caleb smiled at poked her side playfully. Things hadn't been this happy in a while. He knew everyone should be in complete panic and uproar, but the girls had taken this new 'power' ordeal surprisingly well. On the other hand, there was nothing they could about Chase until Caleb's mother had spoken to the other members of the covenant, so for a now, they might as well relax for a while and get life back on an even keel.


A few moments later, Tyler, Val, Reid and Cass entered Nicky's. Reid and Tyler were immediately greeted by Aaron's catcalls and sneers.

"Hey pussies, fancy betting on a game of pool?"

"Hey asshole," Reid called back. "I know your just dying for an excuse to hang out with me, but fancy shutting up for a change?"

"Good one man!" Tyler laughed as him and Reid high-fived.

"Hey Tyler, tell your girlfriend her ass is to nice to be wasted on you." Will Ferris sneered at them.

Tyler flushed and cracked his knuckles menacingly.

"Don't bother," Val said soothingly. "Will's just jealous because I only fuck boys with class, aren't you Will?" Val called loudly, flashing him a fake smile.

"If you had any class, you'd be over here with me." He shot back. Aaron and the others 'ohhhhhed' in the background and cackled with laughter.

"Oh really?" Val replied, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm going to kick his ass," Tyler growled from behind her.

Val walked over towards Will, who looked her up and down in surprise.

"Right big boy," Val cooed, stepping closer to him. "You do have class."

"What'd I tell you?" Will sneered, puffing out his chest.

"Unfortunately, the thing you're lacking is balls." And with that, she kicked him dead on in the, well, you know where, sending him crashing into the nearest pool table and knocking over Aaron as he did so. Reid, Cass and Tyler howled with laughter as Val walked over to them.

"Luckily for me, Tyler has both." She grinned and kissed him.

"You are my fucking hero." Tyler beamed at her.

"Screw hero," Reid added, still laughing helplessly as Aaron tripped over his shoelaces and slammed his ass hard onto the wooden floor. "You're my god!"

They headed over to the booth where the others were sitting.

"What's this? Table for four only?" Cass asked, feigning shock.

"Pull up a chair!" Blake grinned, nudging Caleb so he moved in further.

Cass obliged and squeezed in next to her, while Reid, Val and Tyler all pulled up chairs.

"My god, you guys just missed out on the best thing I've seen all year!" Reid exclaimed.

"What's that?" Caleb asked, frowning. Knowing Reid it could only mean trouble.

"Val just totally sacked Will Ferris, and him and Aaron now have let's just say, more than a bruised ego." Reid giggled hysterically, pounding his fist down on the table at the memory.

"What can I say? My girlfriend so kicks ass." Tyler said, putting his arm around Val and kissing her on the cheek.

"Girlfriend?" Pogue gasped dramatically. "Tyler Simms is no longer gay?"

"Fuck off," Tyler said, pushing him but laughing along with everyone else.

"Dig in ladies," Nicky said, arriving with a huge platter of assorted meals and drinks.

"I resent that," Reid said testily.

"Oh Reid!" Nicky exclaimed. "Well god be damned, I didn't see you there. Beg your pardon, ladies and very young ladies, AKA Reid."

Reid turned scarlet and yanked the food away from Nicky as everyone roared with laughter. Caleb sighed and smiled. Everything was normal, just as it should be, almost better. It was almost to good to be true. And it indeed, it was.


From a slightly open door, at the other end of the bar stood a boy watching the group intently.

"Private school brats." He muttered under his breath, reaching into his navy blue jacket for his cell phone. He ran a hand through his spiky, white blonde hair as he dialed the only number listed on his phone.

"Yeah, it's me. Yeah I see them. They're all here. Shall I proceed?"

He paused, listening to his callers answer as he stared at the waitress who swaggered past him, flaunting her assets as she did so. She turned and winked at him. He raised his eyebrows at her and then continued to drone into the phone.

"All right. Consider it done, I'll see you later."

The boy snapped his phone shut and then sauntered over to the waitress.

"How about a beer Wendy?" He asked, in an apparent British accent. His deep brown eyes making their way down her very low shirt.

"Sure thing Nigel," she cooed sweetly, hurrying around the bar to follow up on his order.

"Thanks," he said, sliding her a five-dollar bill across the table.

"Oh Nigel, I couldn't!" She gushed.

"Sure you can. Buy yourself some make-up or something." He waved his hand for her to leave and she hurriedly scooped up the money and bustled off.

He took a sip out of the enormous mug of beer and wiped his mouth off delicately.

"It's party time brats." He smirked, the corners of his lips curling up menacingly.


Aaron Abbot was not having a good night. On top of being dissed and then completely humiliated in front of the stupid sons of Ipswich and their unfairly hot girlfriends, he was now losing at pool.

"Fuck!" He growled as he failed to send any balls into the holes, completely messing up his game.

"Well, aren't you a good shot?" Came a drawling voice from over his shoulder. Aaron spun round to see a kid he'd never seen before. A tall, very blond boy with bored looking brown eyes was watching him with a smirk on his face.

"What's it to you queer?" Aaron snarled.

"Oh it's nothing to me." The boy droned on, all the while examining his fingernails.

"I saw your little incident back there." The boy continued. "I was wondering, what do you feel when I say the word 'revenge'?"

"Uhh," Aaron said, scratching his head in confusion.

"Oh please," the blond boy rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to help you get back at them or not?"

"I don't need nobody's help." Aaron spat back. "I'll get them, you wait, you'll seen it for yourself."

The other boy sighed. "First off, the correct grammar would be I don't need 'anybody's' help and you'll 'see' it for yourself. Secondly, I think you might like what I have in mind."

"Oh yeah?" Aaron asked, trying to hide his interest. "And what's that?"

The other boy smiled and picked up a pool stick, aiming carefully and then proceeding to knock the remaining balls into place.

"Listen closely, I'll tell you."

A/N: WOO! Okay new character! Which should bring me to do this whole 'owning' thing. I do NOT own The Covenant or any of the related characters, (However I wish I did. If anyone wants to get me a Christmas present, buy the rights to that movie, haha just kidding.) However, I do own the following characters, they are my originals. Blake Francis, Cassidy Wells, Val Watkins, Lena De Luca, Will Ferris and most recent, Nigel Walsh, who you will get to know soon enough! I hope you enjoyed! Please Review I will love you forever!