Chemically Inept, written 06.02.08 (just moving it to Chemical Repose)

Note: This takes place pre-movie and pre-The Chemistry Project, a fanfic I'm currently writing that's RGxOFCxTS. You don't have to read it before this, but it probably would make a lot more sense if you read it beforehand. Basically, Reid and Tyler are in love with the girl Jane and she keeps fending them off. But maybe she isn't as against the thought of the three of them together as she says. And, yes, the guy in this fic was definitely modeled after William Mosely. I don't pretend he's not in this fic and just let him be named Will. Lol.

"Hello there," a voice greeted. Jane looked up from her magazine, annoyed by the distraction. Truthfully, she hadn't turned the page in awhile and had been staring at it blankly.

"Hello," she said in quiet reply. She honestly loved Europe, but these skeezy guys would not leave her alone. This one wasn't so bad. Actually, he was kind of gorgeous: British accent, dirty blonde, golden hair that hung like a halo, and a nearly blinding boyish smile. Jane couldn't help but sit up straighter.

"Can I sit here?" Jane knew most of the seats were taken in the café, so she thought nothing of it.

"Sure," she answered offhandedly, turning back to her magazine, missing the stranger's charming smile falter for a millisecond. She focused on the colorful shot in front of her. It was so blue.

"I'm Will," he declared over the rim of his cup, grin back in place.

Jane held back her sigh and closed her magazine, carefully marking her page. "Jane."

"On the wrong side of the pond, eh?" He sipped his latte. Jane nearly rolled her eyes at both his unimaginative conversation starter and drink of choice.

"Yeah, family vacation," she explained. She looked outside the window almost longingly. Will didn't get the hint.

"Oh, that's nice," he remarked.

"I guess," she said, tempted to reopen her magazine if it weren't for a stupid thing called 'being polite'.

"Going to still be here tomorrow night? Because a couple of my mates and I are -."

Jane cut him off. "Look, that's really sweet of you, but my boyfriend," here she inwardly panicked and racked her mind for a name before blurting out the first one she thought of, "Ryler wouldn't like that. Even though they… er… he's stateside, I couldn't do that to him." She opened her magazine pointedly.

After a few seconds, he left, defeated.

A few minutes later Jane couldn't believe she had done that. First of all, 'Ryler'? What the fuck? Were Reid and Tyler now merged together in her mind? Why did she choose to merge their two names instead of saying just one? Ridiculous!

Secondly, he was gorgeous and interested. Not only that, he also was seemingly sincere in his interest for her. Why did she keep turning perfectly good boys down?

She wished it were for a good reason – he was rude, smelled, etc. But it was because of something totally superficial and shallow.

His eyes had been green.

Jane sighed and pushed the thoughts from her mind, taking a sip of her cooling drink and going back to her magazine.

In front of her, her magazine featured a wide eyed youth with eyes the exact shade of blue between Reid and Tyler's.

She didn't turn the page for a long time.

Fin.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Covenant… or William Mosely (but, God, I wish I did!)

A/N: For anyone who didn't know, 'skeezy' describes shady behavior. A 'skeeze' would be a creepy person with sex on the brain.