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Opening my eyes, I wasn't sure what time it actually was, but it certainly didn't feel early. I had slept so deeply that I felt completely well rested. Sore in places I had never been sore before, but rested. A few beams of morning light landed on Reid's cheek and shoulder, making his skin look like it was glowing, and his hair nearly looked golden as opposed to the light blonde it truly was. His face was relaxed and his breathing even as he slept.

I heard a bird or two chirping cheerfully outside, probably in one of the trees. His arm was slung over my waist as he slept on his side facing me. My lips quirked upward at the memories of last night and at how much love had flowed between us. I rolled over onto my back and looked at the clock. The alarm was about to go off. It was Monday and our last official day together alone. I kind of wanted to stay in bed all day with Reid, but Spenser got pissy when you didn't show up to class after a dance. It was a type of slogan that they used: if you could make it to a school function, you could get your lazy ass up for school. Of course, it wasn't entirely worded like that, but I was sure that was what they really meant.

Beside me Reid stretched, groaning and sighing deeply. His eyes slowly fluttered open and when they landed on me, he smiled. "Hi."

"Hi," I replied, the smile permanent on my face.

"How'd you sleep?"

"Great."

"What are you thinking about?" he asked cautiously as he shifted, placing his hand on my cheek.

I shook my head, leaning into the warmth of his palm. "Just about you. I love you."

He grinned at that, seeming relieved. "I love you, too, babe." Reid pulled me to him for a soft, loving kiss that made my heart swell. "How do you feel?"

I thought about it for a moment before replying honestly. "Sore, but, I don't know I feel really… good I guess." I wasn't sure there was any other way to describe the feeling. Everything just seemed so amazing as of last night. The birds outside didn't even bother me this morning.

He smiled in return before kissing my forehead. "I know what you mean." Pulling away he glanced at the alarm clock, switching it off before it had a chance to go off. "I could use a shower."

"Me too." I nodded rapidly. Now that the sweat had dried on my body, I felt kind of grimy and gross. "That's a great idea."

He chuckled. "Go ahead. I'm gonna get us some breakfast. I worked up an appetite." He winked teasingly and kissed me again before rolling out of bed. I realized that somewhere during the night he had put on a pair of boxers. I, on the other hand, hadn't put anything on. I had fallen asleep completely bare, something I never did, obviously.

"What about the pizza from last night?" I asked curiously as I sat up, pulling the covers with me.

"It's in the fridge. Why? You want cold pizza for breakfast, I'm guessing," he replied, chuckling as I nodded and smiled widely. "Some things never change."

"Nope. We could probably save water and shower together. You know, go green and everything," I suggested, trying to be bold, but I felt a bit shy initiating the idea.

"Tempting." Reid sighed even a he smirked. "But I'm going to be honest here and say that if I get in the shower with you, we won't make to school on time, or at all."

My cheeks warmed slightly and my stomach jumped excitedly. A part of me had been worried that after last night, he wouldn't really want me anymore. I also had worried that after we'd had sex, I wouldn't want him anymore or it would make things weird between us. It was pretty silly idea really. I guess I had the same thoughts as him this morning. I hadn't wanted to disappoint him with my lack of experience. "Well, at least you're being truthful." I had a feeling he was right though. I had wanted to stay in bed all day with him, so what would be so different about the shower? There'd be no way in hell I'd want to go to school if I had that opportunity.

He smiled. "So I'll let you take my bathroom. I'll take the one down the hall and we'll meet downstairs for cold pizza."

I grinned. "Yep." I blew him a kiss and he left with another wink. I couldn't stop smiling even as I hopped out of the nice warm bed and into the chilly air. I practically leaped to the bathroom and threw on the shower making sure it was hot before getting in. I washed up until the scent of coconut filled the entire bathroom from my body wash and shampoo. I realized now more than ever how sore I was as I moved around in the shower. Mostly my muscles from moving in ways I wasn't necessarily used to, but other muscles were sore too. It was actually kind of like a workout. The pain and soreness was to be expected obviously, but I hoped it wouldn't always be like this. Eventually I thought I'd get used to the feel of it.

Wrapping a towel around myself, I towel dried my hair and I looked in the mirror. I certainly didn't look different, save for a few hickeys along my neck, collarbone and chest. My uniform would cover the majority of them so I wasn't too worried about concealing the rest with cover-up. Although I didn't appear any different, I felt different. I couldn't really explain how, just altered a bit.

Realizing that I had forgotten to bring clothes into the bathroom with me, I was forced to open the door up to the cold room to get my uniform. I had one for every day of the week and then some, so there was no need to do any laundry yet. The maid and cook would be back today around the same time as Reid's parents. Apparently they had been given a small vacation when Heather and Joseph left on theirs. It was definitely nice of them. That was mainly the reason why Reid was asked to check on the house and that lead us to staying here in the first place. It also meant we had been completely alone until they came back which had also been really nice. I wanted to thank them, but it would have been kind of awkward to say, "Hey, thanks for leaving so your son and I could have sex!" Oh, yeah, I'm sure that'd go over fantastically. Awesome idea.

As I rifled through my designated drawer, I heard soft footsteps on the carpeting. Looking up, I noticed Reid, a towel wrapped around his waist, water still dripping down from his hair along his body. I guessed that he had forgotten his clothes, too. I smiled at the sight of him and heat flooded through me as the thought of licking each water droplet off of his beautiful body crossed my mind. There was nothing like being presented with a wet, half naked Reid to start the day off with dirty thoughts. By his smirk I thought he might have read my mind. It also might have been the fact that I was nearly staring at him like I wanted to eat him alive or something like that. What a weirdo I was this morning.

Walking past me, he dropped a kiss on my cheek before digging his Spenser uniform out of his dresser. "You smell good," he muttered.

I grinned. "Thanks. Right back at you." A scent of soap had wafted off of him as he passed. Of course, he always smelled good to me. Even after practice when he smelled like chlorine. There was always the familiar scent of Reid that accompanied and overpowered any other smell.

Dropping his towel unabashedly, he pulled on boxers and pants. I looked away out of sheer politeness although I wanted nothing than to stare at him in all his naked glory (Who wouldn't?). However stunning his body may have been, he still might have like some privacy to get dressed. Once I had collected everything, I backed away from the drawer only to find that I had bumped into something firm. Warm arms wrapped around my waist and Reid rested his head on my shoulder before nuzzling my neck. He trailed his fingertips lazily up and down my arm. Goosebumps had broken out on my flesh from the chill in the room and now from his soft fingertip.

"Cold?" he asked, his lips moving against my skin. His chest was hot and warmed my bare shoulders. I could even feel his body heat through the cloth of my towel. I felt hot instantly, but for a completely different reason.

I sighed and leaned back against him, trying to absorb some of his warmth into me. "You could say that." I shivered lightly.

"Oh, I could, could I?" he replied, his soft lips brushing along the shell of my ear. "Could I also say I'd like to warm you up?" His ran his hands up and down my sides through the towel.

"You could, but getting dressed would also make me warm," I replied, pulling away to get changed. I didn't want to start something this morning that we couldn't finish. Damn Spenser. I was abruptly pulled back by my arm against his body again. I turned my head to look up at him and his mouth met mine unexpectedly. I nearly melted right there as warmth coursed through my body.

He ran his hands down my shoulder blades and my towel flitted down to the floor. I wasn't sure if it the sudden movement had knocked it loose or if Reid just had a knack for getting me naked. His hands were eager, yet gentle, running over my skin. My hands were on his chest. I could feel his heart beating strong and steady under my palm. Although the cool air prickled my flesh, my mind barely concentrated on it. My thoughts were once again absorbed in Reid alone and I wondered if I would always get lost when he kissed me.

We broke apart only for Reid to brush his mouth along my neck. I couldn't help but to giggle slightly. "Reid, I have to get dressed," I warned teasingly. Just out of a sudden thought, I turned my head to peek at the clock. Oh shit, we were already running late. "Reid, stop. Reid." He had begun to nip at my skin with no sign of stopping, until I had raised my voice. "We're going to be late for school. Remember school, the place we have to be in twenty minutes?"

He groaned, clearly irritated at the idea of school, but didn't cease his actions. "So?" he mumbled out.

"Reid, come on," I said getting flustered, moving his face from my neck to my face. "I'm serious. We're really going to be late. Babe, my idea of a Monday morning isn't sitting in the Provost's office explaining to him that my horny boyfriend couldn't keep it in his pants." I laughed lightly at the last part. It certainly would have made for an interesting conversation though.

"We won't be late if we just don't go, babe," he replied grinning and yanking me closer.

"You have the worst logic sometimes," I answered smiling and shaking my head. "What happened to the Reid ten minutes ago who said we couldn't shower together because we wouldn't make it to school?"

"He's fully awake now."

I snorted amused as I shook my head at his words.

"Did I mention today that you're incredibly beautiful and that I love you more than anything?" he asked, looking hopeful, his hands still trailing up and down my sides.

I pushed him back. "You are such a kiss ass," I said playfully before gathering up my clothes from the dresser.

"Is it working? Even just a little."

"No, you're definitely gonna have to try harder than that."

His grin turned to a dirty smirk as he pulled me back to him by my hips. "Harder, huh?"

"Reid!" I squeaked as I jumped out of his grasp. Well, at least he was still in a good mood. Even his dirty antics made me grin like an idiot. He always managed to make me smile, usually no matter what he was saying.

He chuckled at my reaction, leaning forward to kiss my cheek. "Fine, fine. Go cover up, but you won't get away from me that easily. I'll get you today when you least expect it, babe."

I rolled my eyes, but laughed anyway. "We'll see," I teased him before giving him a quick kiss. "I'll be downstairs in a few minutes." I kissed him once more, and then turned around to go back into the bathroom leaving him to get dressed.

It surprised me immensely that it hardly bothered me to walk around naked in front of Reid anymore. I guess that one step in our relationship last night knocked some of the modestly out of me. I also realized I wasn't quite as much of a blushing idiot as I had been when Reid would say sexual things to me. I was sure I would still blush and get embarrassed from time to time, but I was looking forward to living a mostly blush free life.

The drive to school consisted mainly of Reid and I playfully arguing about why cold pizza was my favorite thing to eat for breakfast in the morning. I'd like to say that I won, but I think Reid had me beat when at one point he said he wouldn't mind eating me for breakfast. The way he had said it and the expression on his face, it caught completely off guard. I had no comeback (besides for a shocked face no doubt) and he just smirked triumphantly knowing he had probably just shut me up for the rest of the car ride. I honestly couldn't believe he had even just said that. To my disappointment, my cheeks heated and I knew immediately that I was blushing. So much for that lack of embarrassment streak, huh?

Surprisingly we ended up getting to school on time. Although I got a few looks that I took as strange from Caleb and the newly released Pogue, I figured that they couldn't possibly know anything. I had covered up the hickeys as best as I could, so I knew that they couldn't be looking at those. I wasn't sure exactly what the looks were for, but either way it wasn't anybody's business but ours. English class was filled with Professor Channing lecturing about God only knows what. I hadn't been paying much attention since very discretely Reid had been running his hand softly up and down my leg. Silently, we argued with looks (well I argued, Reid mostly just smirked). I doubted the lecture had been that important, but I guess I'd never know anyway.

Before I knew it, gym class was only minutes away and as we walked from lunch in a collective group, Reid pulled me aside quickly to kiss me. I smiled against his lips until a strangely familiar voice barked at us to get to class. Breaking apart we saw that it was the same janitor from the other night in the dorms. As embarrassed as I was that we got caught again by the same guy, I had to admit later that it was actually kind of funny. Reid certainly thought it was hilarious because he could hardly stop laughing as we caught back up with our group.

Kate, who had also been released from the hospital recently, was tucked neatly under Pogue's arm. She looked at us and opened her mouth to speak, but I held my hand up and shook my head. "You don't even want to know."

We departed from each other, going into the locker rooms to get changed. Today was another running day. It wasn't that I didn't feel like running, but it was Monday. Who the hell wanted to run on a Monday? And who the fuck wanted to see that red headed bitch again? Not me. As I peeled off my shirt I saw her walking down the locker bay. She looked me over and smirked.

"Knew you were a whore," she muttered, with a smile on her face as she passed.

My eyes narrowed and I clenched my shirt in my fist to keep from lashing out. A sudden thought came to mind that the cover up had rubbed off onto the inside of my blouse leaving my love bite obviously exposed. It was my damn body and I was free to do with it as I pleased. I didn't understand why this girl thought it was her business what Reid and I did.

"Takes one to know one, huh?" I replied coldly. Normally assuming makes an ass out of "u" and "me"; however I figured it was pretty safe to do in this case.

Sarah and Kate looked over at me then, noticing the marks as well. A smile came to Sarah's face and she nudged Kate playfully, who mouthed "details later."

A smile tugged at my lips at their apparent girly excitement, until the redhead, whose name I still did not know, spoke again. "Only with your boyfriend it does. He's good isn't he?" There was that taunting smile again, and I fought hard with myself not to smack it the fuck off her face. I was sure that I looked crazed like I was about to explode, mainly because if someone didn't get her away from me, I was literally going to. Here I was floating on cloud 9 from an amazing night and then she had to come and rain all over my parade.

"Is there some reason why you're stuck on bitch mode all the time?" I asked, my anger seething through my words. It was an honest question though, because I truly never figured out what the hell her problem with me was.

She laughed humorlessly. "You just don't know how to take me." She started walking away before she paused, turned around, and smirk. "Oh, and tell Reid when he's finished with you that he can start fucking me again. I'm free tomorrow."

I saw nothing, but red. Flinging my shirt on the ground, I lunged at her. It seemed completely silent around us save for the sound of us crashing into a row of lockers. What a fucking bitch! I slammed her back against the locker. "Stop running your fucking mouth. He doesn't want anything to do you. Just accept that," I hissed. I had a bit of an advantage on her. She was smaller than I was, but she definitely had a bigger mouth.

She shoved me back, throwing me to the floor and pulling at a handful of hair. I ended up hitting my head and I'd probably have a nice bruise on my hip, but I flipped us so that I had the upper hand. Kickboxing had apparently been a really good idea to take. "He's using you, you stupid cun-"

And then I punched her square in the face. She'd have a nice bruise, but she deserved everything she got. She's lucky I didn't kill her. After all, I had never done a damn thing to this girl and here she was calling me names. So now I gathered that Reid had probably had sex or done something with this girl at some point and now she was pissed at me because, true to Reid fashion, he never spoke to her again. Of course, don't be pissed at Reid or anything. You know, the guy who fucked you and never called you back? No, you shouldn't be mad at him, that's only too logical. Just be mad at me, the innocent by standing girlfriend.

Of course, her initial reaction was a shriek and she clutched at the side of her face. I hadn't wanted to inflict any harsh physical damage, but hey, if that's what it came down to in order to get her to shut the fuck up, it had to be done.

By now, some girl had run to get Ms. Brown do doubt, because there she stood in the doorway to her office. Momentarily distracted by her stricken, yet angry face, I didn't see the next attack by the redhead and she hauled off and slapped across the face, cutting my cheek with her ring. Well, that wasn't supposed to happen. It would have carried on longer, had Ms. Brown and another teacher not pulled us apart.

"Get dressed now and get out," Ms. Brown practically roared out at us. "To the Provost's office with both of you!"

Glaring at everyone who looked my way, I picked my shirt up and pulled it on over my head as the other teacher escorted us both out the door. By now my head was pounding from the contact with the floor and wiping my cheek, I found that I was in fact bleeding. What had started out as a great day was going downhill fast. Neither one of us said anything as Ms. Brown marched us down the hall to the Provost. If the scenario had been different I might have laughed out right at the idea of ending up exactly where I had told Reid I didn't want to spend my Monday morning.

The Provost's office was absolute Hell. Sitting there attempting to explain anything to him was like a freaking lost cause. In the end, we each were given a week's worth detention and our grades in P.E. were going to be dropped an entire grade. I couldn't really complain because Spenser was a fight intolerant school and we could have easily got suspended or even expelled. I figured my escape from expulsion had something to do with the rather large donations the Danvers family dished out to the school every once and a while.

Provost Higgins made sure to stress that if this ever happened again the consequences would be much more severe. Of course he didn't actually understand why it was that we were fighting. He had never been a teenage girl and therefore couldn't tell that the fakely sweet girl sitting next me holding an icepack to the side of her face (whose name I found out was Amy Tempshaw, I seriously hoped it was Tyler's Amy) was an evil little bitch. He didn't however believe everything she said, so he deserved a little credit.

I had been praying the entire time that this wouldn't reflect back on Caleb and that fight at Nicky's Bar and Grill. Not to mention the Danvers family and how we were all just so impulsive enough to start fighting all the time. I also prayed that the money kept from kicking us both out. At least he didn't call our parents, or he was going to call Auntie Ev about me. If my parents got word of this, they'd be super pissed. I wasn't big on fighting anyway, it just sort of happened.

Speaking of parents, I found out this morning that Auntie Evelyn had called my parents to tell them about the past events and how Uncle William was officially dead. My dad was probably taking it the hardest. He had wanted to stay here in Ipswich, close to home, but my mom wanted to move to get out of the small town living and he agreed. He had always visited my uncle every week to see how things were going when we were all still here. It was hard to be apart from someone that you were so close with. I knew from experience.

I also realized that I hadn't truly spoken to my parents the entire time I had been here. Far too much crap had kept my attention elsewhere and I was more than likely going to hear about it when they arrived.

After a lecture on how fighting was bad and wasn't to happen on Spencer grounds, we were free to go back to class and detention started tomorrow after school. Could have been worse I guessed. I even got to miss the rest of P.E. and History class. By the time they had escorted us down to the infirmary to get patched up (I insisted I was fine. Just a shallow cut and it had already clotted and stopped bleeding by the time we actually got there) to the time it took for the situation to be explained to the Provost, and then for him to come up with an actual solution seemed like forever.

I had thought about throwing some cover up on over the cut so that Tyler and Reid wouldn't see it in Study Hall, but decided against it since it'd most likely sting. Come to think of it, I didn't have anything to hide. It wasn't like the entire school hadn't found out by now what had happened. When you went to a private school full of rich kids, news travelled lightening speed fast.

The bell rang just as I made it into study hall. I honestly could not have been happier for the class being held in the library because it was kind of like a free period. The tables were spaced out all around the rooom which I greatly appreciated at the moment. I didn't need people staring at me or asking me any questions about the whole fiasco. It was done and over with and I wished it wouldn't have to ever happen again. It couldn't have been more of a pain in the ass, quite literally actually. I was almost positive that I had a bruise the size of Kentucky on my ass, not to mention that my head was still pounding. Passing by a water fountain I popped two Tylenol with the help of the liquid and continued on to the library.

Opening the doors, everyone turned to look at me and scanning the room, I found the only two pairs of eyes I wanted on me and walked over to their table. Reid's blue eyes were wide and he stood up out of his seat. The look on my face must have gave away my emotions because instead of making a big scene of 'what the hell happened?' and 'we've been worried', he sat back down when I did and took my hand in his.

"Who won?" he asked softly, tenderly touching my cheek where the slice in my cheek was. I prayed I didn't get a battle scar.

I smiled somewhat bitterly. "Well, if you think I look bad, you should see the whole of side Amy Tempshaw's face," I replied with equal softness. The ice was meant to keep the swelling down, but her face near her eye and upper cheek bone were already turning a pretty gross color. Plus, her face was starting to puff up. Glancing over at Tyler to see his reaction, I noticed nothing out of the ordinary other than relief. I was relieved too. All I needed was for it to be the Amy Ty was seeing for the day to really turn out shitty.

"That's my girl," Reid whispered kissing my forehead, trying to lighten my mood. "What's the damage?"

I sighed heavily, looking from him to Tyler. "A week's worth of detention and my grade's gonna drop a whole ten percent in P.E. At least I'm not suspended or expelled."

Beside me, Reid released a breath. "Thank God, right?"

"What was it about?" Tyler asked curiously.

I shrugged in response. "She was just being a bitch again and she said some things she shouldn't have." Then I looked to Reid with a disappointed expression. "Dating you is becoming detrimental to my health."

His lips twitched apologetically. "Sorry, babe. I guess there were some crazy girls before you."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, but just how many of them, I guess I'll soon find out if they keep coming after me."

He paused for a moment contemplating something.

"What?" I asked curiously.

"You fighting is kind of hot. I'm not saying I condone it or anything, but if you wanted to start mud wrestling on Fridays, I wouldn't stop you." He smirked playfully.

I rolled my eyes as I often did, but I managed to laugh and he did in fact cheer me up.

Tyler snorted in his seat across from us and shook his head. "Don't you ever get sick of him? Just once?" he asked motioning to Reid.

"Watch it, baby boy."

I shook my head in reply, a smile on my face. "Never."