A/N: I don't own Covenant.

It's amazing how fast a plan can be set into action. I knew what I had come back to Spencer to do- break that horrid Reid Garwin so that he could know the pain of losing everything you hold dear. Of course, amongst all this plotting and scheming and imagining his horror-struck face when the actuality of what I had done to him finally sunk in didn't really give me any sort of time to actually come up with a concrete plan.

I knew the broad sketch of the thing- enter stage left: pretty girl. A camera pans up to the hallowed halls of Spencer, just as a fiery red Mini Cooper (have to say, I've always been kind of partial to small cars) pulls up. Heavy drum beats as the camera turns to the car and zooms in, all the while the music grows steadily louder, until just before it becomes deafening, the door unlatches and a beautifully shoe-clad foot extends it's way out of the vehicle. The music deepens, turning from tribal drums to soft, haunting Celtic flutes. Shortly following this magnificent electric green stiletto heel comes a long leg closely followed by its mate and then the lower body comes into view, along with a glint from the sunglasses that grace my face.

I had planned my entrance, and my clothing down to the subtlest of things. To match my amazing heels, I had died that bit of hair in the back the same electric green color. A low-slung black fairy skirt graced my hips; to complete my ensemble I had a deep grey peasant like shirt (off the shoulder, of course) covered by a black short (and rather tight, I might add) vest. Grabbing my bag from the passenger seat, I slung it over my shoulder while I began my ascent back into Spencer, my hips swaying slightly in a way I had practiced in front of the mirror for hours with Anna way back when until I had gotten it just right.

I'd like to say that my arrival caused all those around me to quiet and stare, but the effect wasn't quite that dramatic, though I did get a few looks from those who were more curious.

I entered the doors and headed my way towards the Provost's office for any last-minute instructions from him or from my parents. Turning a corner, and there he was. The one responsible for all of this- Reid Garwin. He was, like he nearly always is, hanging off of some random girl and talking quietly to her. That was, until he saw me.

"I thought I knew all of the beautiful girls on campus," he shouted as I passed him.

Repressing a shudder, I turned sharply, and with a smile that could melt a man's heart, and several other things if I say so myself, I responded with, "Obviously you thought wrong."

"Kitty has claws," he said, "Can I help you find something, lost kitten?"

Man that boy has way too much time on his hands, and way too lame comments. I thought to myself. "Well…." I said.

"I know my way back and forth and under this campus," he stated proudly.

I bet you do, I thought. "If you wouldn't mind, could you point me in the general direction of the Provost's office? Some guy said it was this way…." I pointed off in what I knew was the wrong way to where I had to go.

"Of course, kitten" he said, hastily extricating himself from the girl who was hanging off of him.

I nearly laughed while watching him get away. It was all just so easy to get this boy to do what you wanted him to.

After the girl huffed away loudly, Reid attempted conversation with me once more.

"So, you're new to Spencer, huh?"

"How could you tell?" I asked, rather sarcastically.

"Well, you didn't know where you were going, so…." he replied.

"I was kidding." Cue super mega-watt bulb smile.

"Oh…." I could tell that I was losing him fast at that point, and I hastily switched tactics.

"Are there any good parties around here?" I asked, still smiling that stupid, come hither-esque smile.

"Yeah," Oh good, he was brightening up once more, "actually, there's a thing going on tonight at Nicky's."

"Sounds like fun," I responded, before I had a chance to catch my mistake….

"You didn't even ask what or where Nicky's is. Weird. Nearly every girl asks that," he stated.

"Oh, well…. I," I started fumbling for the first time.

And then I heard those horribly dreaded words.