"Tyler, hey, wait up!"

The youngest Son turned to see Richie Evans, the blonde-haired, blue-eyed, sophomore version of Caleb walking down the hallway. The boy should have been a junior, but his birthday was in December, too late to be enrolled with other kids his age. Because of this, he was taller than others in his class and more mature for it, too.

"I'll... catch you guys later," Tyler told the other three Sons and, of course, incited an immature reaction.

"Tyler's gunna tap that," Pogue chuckled, while Caleb just winked at him.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Reid teased, but Tyler felt the half-heartedness behind his statement. He brushed it off, though, and blamed it on the boring history class they had just gotten out of.

"See ya," he rolled his eyes and turned to see that Richie was close behind him and blushing at their comments. "Sorry..."

"It's okay," Richie shrugged, "I was wondering if you were still going to help me with my Geometry homework after school..."

"Yeah... and maybe we can... get something to eat afterwards?"

"Sure!" Richie said and realized soon after how excited he had sounded, "Um, I mean... yeah, it's cool," he corrected sheepishly.

"Alright," Tyler chuckled, "I'll see you in the library... 4 o'clock?"

"Yeah," Richie nodded.

-/-

At 3:30, Reid and Tyler were in their dorm, undressing from the stuffy uniforms they were forced to wear.

"So... who's Blondie?" Reid asked nonchalantly and sat down on Tyler's bed after he was dressed in his jeans and t-shirt.

"I tutor him," Tyler explained with a shrug.

"How'd you meet?"

"My mom knows his mom."

"You like him?"

"He's nice."

"Oh."

Silence fell between them. Reid felt uncomfortable; Tyler was busy trying to figure out what exactly he could wear without seeming like he tried too hard but still showing that he did try.

"Why are you so quiet?" Tyler asked after he had dressed in a simple Polo and jeans.

"He has nice hair," Reid commented absentmindedly.

Tyler gave his best friend an odd look at the statement. "Who?"

"That blond kid."

"Richie? Yeah, I guess."

"If you don't get him in bed, I will."

"Don't rush me," Tyler joked.

"...you'd really take him to bed?"

"Reid, I don't know," Tyler laughed and fell onto the bed next to Reid. "I've only known him a week. Besides, what's it matter? Are you jealous or something?"

"No," Reid rolled his eyes and dropped a pillow on Tyler's face.

He was way beyond jealous.

-/-

When Reid came into Nicky's with Pogue, he thought he'd drop dead at the sight of Tyler and 'Richie' in a booth at the side... sitting way too close to each other... and being way too friendly as they shared the milkshake between them.

"Baby boy's spitting some game over there," Pogue said teasingly, but Reid just let out a huff and walked past the long-haired teen to get a Coke from the bar. "Well, don't get your panties in a knot," Pogue said as he followed the blond and took a seat next to him at the bar.

"Shut up, Pogue," Reid muttered.

-/-

"Where are you going? I thought it was movie night at Caleb's," Reid said when he noticed Tyler grab his wallet and then move to leave.

"Can't, sorry... me and Richie have plans."

"Right," Reid muttered and watched as Tyler left.

Pogue walked in ten minutes later to find Reid glaring at the wall. He laughed and dragged Reid out.

"You need to get over it already."

-/-

Two weeks later, Tyler and Richie were officially an 'item.' Reid did not like it. He couldn't stand watching them walk down the halls, holding hands, and he couldn't stand watching Tyler text Richie all the time, and he couldn't stand having to share his best friend.

He hadn't yet seen them kiss... until now.

Reid tried avoiding the hallway Tyler's locker was in because he knew the couple was always there between classes, but he had to take it today to avoid another late to Trigonometry. He tried rushing down the hallway, but nothing could stop him from seeing the spectacle at Tyler's locker.

In reality, all the two did was kiss goodbye, but in Reid's mind, he watched in slow motion, and as soon as their lips met, he exploded.

"Fuck my life, and fuck. this. shit!" he yelled out in exasperation and turned in the hallway, nearly knocking down whoever was behind him.

Tyler and Richie jumped apart and watched in confusion as Reid stormed down the hall. Caleb and Pogue, who had been in the same hall, were both dying of laughter against the lockers. Everyone else... well, they just didn't know what to do, so they stood there and watched as the Sons added more mystery onto their names.