A/N: My excuse for this chapter... there is none... I needed a filler/buffer and viola... this chapter! :)

Chapter 14 – Information

Reid stared at the computer screen. He had been sitting in the same spot for over twenty minutes now, wondering how in the world Tyler did this. Aggravated and slightly hungry he slammed his hands down on the key board in frustration.

"Whoa, what's wrong Reid?" Tyler questioned entering the room.

"How do you do this shit?"

Tyler could see the look of aggravation on his best friend's face. He shook his head and walked over to him.

"What are you trying to do?" Seeing Reid on the lap top made Tyler laugh. If there was one thing Reid Garwin was not good at, it would be this; doing anything remotely useful on the computer. He peered over his slender shoulder and smirked.

"Trying to find the number for Isobel's father,"

Tyler laughed clamping a hand down on his friend's shoulder. He grabbed a folder that was lying mere inches away and opened it up for the blonde young man. Reid watched carefully, his pale blue eyes flicking over the information that Tyler shoved under his nose. He looked up at Tyler his eyes smiling as he grabbed the paper.

"Seriously, it's not like I got the information and tossed it…" Tyler laughed.

Reid picked up his cell phone and slid it open; he punched in the number listed. Putting the piece of technology to his ear he waited to hear the ring. After the third ring it went to a voicemail.

Reid's brow furrowed and he decided to leave a message, "Hello Mr. Brady… uhh—my name's Reid and I wanted to talk to you about your daughter, Isobel… Please give me a call back it's important," The blonde rattled off his number and hung up.

Tyler ran a hand through his hair shaking his head, "He's not going to call back," The brunette boy stated.

Reid sighed heavily, resting his head in his hands, "That's what I was afraid of…."

Tyler had been right, it had been nearly four days since he called Isobel's father. He had left three messages and even called him at work, but the receptionist said he was 'busy'. Reid cursed loudly and muttered something about being busy.

Tyler's blue eyes cut up to his best friend and shook his head, glancing at his watch, "Don't you have to pick up Iz?"

Reid glared at him, "Don't call her that…"

Tyler's brow furrowed confused, "But…"

"That's my nickname for her… and I'm the only one who can use it because I'm her boyfriend…"

Tyler took a step back and shook his head, "Jesus Reid, it's just a nickname… relax…"

Reid's blue eyes softened and he shook his head, "Sorry man, I just… I don't know…" He laughed and fell back on his bed.

"Boy do you got it bad," Tyler snickered and collapsed on to his bed. "But seriously, aren't you supposed to be on your way to picking up Isobel?"

"Yep," He sat up and stared at the clock. "She texted me and told me she'd be running a little behind,"

"Do you not go the entire day without talking to her?" He questioned watching his best friend slide the hoodie over his shoulders.

"Why would I want to?" Reid retorted grabbing his best friend's keys. "Catch you a Nicky's tonight?"

Tyler smiled and nodded his head, laughing as the blonde boy disappeared out of the dorm. The brunette flipped on to his stomach and stared at the door, realizing that he wished he could be as happy as Reid seemed to be. Sighing he rested his forehead on his forearms and closed his eyes.

Reid sped most of the way to Gloucester, slowing down only when he got on to main roads, or high traffic areas. He pulled in to Florence Academy parking lot and headed inside. He could hear the girls murmurs and he rolled his eyes.

He made it to Isobel's floor and was almost to her room when his name came off of some girl's lips. He turned around and saw a slightly familiar face. He squinted and felt his heart stop when he realized who the girl was.

"What are you doing here?" She asked distastefully.

Reid blinked and shook his thoughts, "Picking someone up," He scratched the back of his neck.

"So the rumors are true?" She asked with a nasty smirk on his lips, "You're dating Isobel Brady?"

"And if I am?" Reid questioned his voice rising an octave.

"What could you possibly see in a girl like her?" The red head barked her perfectly white, perfectly straight teeth bearing at him.

"Let's see…" Reid crossed his arms over his chest, his right hand rising to his face, and Reid slowly tapped his fingers to his chin. "She's everything you're not… nor will you ever be"

Isobel had stepped out of the hallway when she heard his voice, she had caught the last part of the conversation and couldn't help but smile at Reid's words. The red head's eyes glassed over and she snapped her chin up trying to regain her pride.

"You don't know what you're missing Garwin," She barked hatefully.

Reid glanced over his shoulder and noticed his girlfriend, he smirked back at the red head and lifted his shoulder, "I got everything I want right there…" He lifted his chin to Isobel who blushed.

He had been momentarily caught off guard by the gorgeous girl with red fiery hair, but he didn't let it shake him. She was a part of his long-gone past and he didn't want anything to do with her, he had Isobel. He wouldn't let anything jeopardize that. Not even an old flame.

He walked over to Isobel and brought her in for an intense kiss, she pulled away blushing furiously and glanced over his shoulder to see the red head fuming. She cleared her throat and held on to the partially open door.

"How do you know Fran?" She asked looking up in to those luminous blue eyes.

Reid toyed with the collar of his shirt and shrugged, "We go back,"

"You screwed around with her?" Isobel asked flatly, waiting for his honest answer.

Reid didn't really know how to answer it, Frances McDermott had been the first girl that ever made him second guess his way of living. She had been there for him, and he dated her, and then ended up cheating on her while drunk at a party. She had been completely embarrassed and asked her parents to transfer schools.

It only seemed fitting that she was attending the very same school that his girlfriend was attending. The one girl he was more than positive would pull him out of his old lifestyle.

"We uh—we dated… for awhile…" Reid rolled his neck uncomfortably.

"You dated Frances McDermott?" He saw the sadness in her beautiful brown eyes and instinctively wanted to take it away.

"It was a long time ago, baby…" He pushed her dark brown bangs out of her face and smiled at her.

"What did she want?"

He shook his head, "Doesn't matter, I don't want her…" He grinned. "Only you," He kissed the tip of her nose and grabbed her hands. "Now c'mon… our friends are waiting…" He mused.

Isobel smiled at him and grabbed her purse, locking her door the couple walked past Frances without a second glance her way. The dark haired girl felt the smile tug at her lips as she heard Frances stomp her foot angrily and slam her dorm door shut.

Reid felt the corners of his mouth lift in a smile seeing Isobel pleased.

There was one thing that Reid Garwin really hated in life; and that was being ignored. And he was being ignored by his girlfriend's father, who wouldn't give him the time of day. It was really starting to irk his last nerve.

"Ty," Reid came barging in to their room, scaring the daylights out of his best friend.

"Jesus Reid," He held his chest, placing the book in his hands down.

"I need your help,"

"I am not writing your American Government paper, sorry…" The brunette shook his head.

"Not that," He swatted his hand in the air for emphasis. "I need your help… I want to get Isobel's fathers location… of where he works… y'know?"

Tyler lifted his chin to his best friend. He pulled himself off of the bed and sat himself in front of the lap top. Reid hovered over him as the younger boy typed away furiously at the keys. After several minutes Reid flopped down on to his bed.

"Got it," Tyler grinned manically.

Reid sat up and watched as the printer started buzz, and Tyler snatched it up and handed it over to his best friend. Reid grinned like a maniac and held the paper up to meet his gaze.

"Can't wait to meet you Mr. Michael Brady," Reid muttered clenching the paper in his fist.

I seriously had her dad's name as Thomas Brady, but then I figured... No... I love my Pats, but I'm not going to name the evil dad of my OFC Tom Brady, cause I heart him.

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