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I do not own 'The Covenant' world. Thus, I'm reduced to writing fan fics and daydreaming. I do own all the OC's and extra goodies thrown in. This is my first submitted Covenant fan fic. Have patience...please. Hope you all enjoy.

Sweets

Story of the Son's Favorite Girl

Chapter One

Goodbye Matilda, Hello Sweets

I sighed as the old lady at the welcome door handed me my schedule. I checked it. First was math, world history, lunch, English, then finally swimming. I cursed to myself. I hated swimming. I smiled and thanked her. I was already late, so I was going to report to my second class. I kind of enjoyed history. I adjusted my skirt, rolled up my white dress shirt sleeves and loosened my tie. My black chucks fit the outfit perfectly. That's the only thing I didn't like about Spencer so far. I wasn't into uniforms. I hurried through the hall ways and finally found my classroom. The teacher must have been expecting me because his door was propped open. First days never really bothered me.

I walked in, anticipating the looks and speculative whispers. There was plenty, but I was soon directed to a seat behind a girl with red curly hair and a guy with medium length brown curly hair. They paid no attention to me. Good. I sighed in relief as I pulled out a notebook and took notes on the Second World War, nothing I didn't already know. Soon the bell rang and all the student piled out. I stopped to talk to the teacher. "Mr. Deneen?" He was a frail looking middle aged man, but he had a friendly face once I got a good look at him. His fading green eyes intellectual. "Yes Ms. Corey, may I help you?" I nodded and pointed to my notes. "Not really, I just wanted to say I enjoyed your opinions you shared with us. I find the second world war interesting myself. My grandfather served." His face lit up with satisfaction.

"Well, I'm glad one student enjoys my boring rants. Well, have a good lunch Ms." I smiled and waved. I really did enjoy his class. I looked forward to the rest of the year. So, as absent minded as I usually was, I wasn't paying attention as I plugged my iPod into my ears and turned a corner. The bam! I bounced off a hard surface. I clumsily swayed before I fell on my ass. I closed my eyes and sighed, before I took a deep breath. Jurassitol was playing in my ears as I looked up and met the deep brown eyes of a very handsome man. He smiled and crouched down, picking up my papers and books for me. I smiled and unplugged my ears. "Oh I'm sorry, sir." He shot me a funny look and helped me up, still holding my stuff. "Sir? Your new?" I nodded.

"Well, I'd shake your hand but I'm determined to carry your books for you to lunch, where you can sit with me and my friends." I was taken aback, but I sheepishly smiled. "Alright, I'm Matilda Corey." He motioned with his head for us to get going and I followed the much taller, and seemingly older guy. "Caleb Danvers. So, how do you like Spencer so far?" I nodded. "I like it, and I don't mean to come across as a nerd or anything, but Danvers as in the Salem Witch Trials Danvers?" He stopped briefly. He looked between amused and kind of disappointed. "Yes, I guess I'll never escape that label." I furrowed my brows entering the dining hall.

"You seem ashamed?" He shook his head, and plopped my things down on an empty table and sat across from me. "No, it's just all people know me for." I smiled at him and winked. "Well, I think you should be proud of your history. I, also have history in the Trials." He raised his eyebrow and flashed me a dazzling white smile. "Really now?" I nodded and crossed my ankles under the table. "Yes, so how much do you know of the Trials?" He looked serious, almost regretful. "A lot." He smiled and I nodded. "I'm a descendant of Giles Corey." He stared off into space, I could see the wheels in his head turning. "Hmm, Giles Corey...I know this one." There was a short silence before a deep calm voice answered from behind me.

"Giles Corey was a farmer who was accused of witch craft by Putnam, Lewis and Williams. He died of judicial torture. He was crushed to death by stone weights trying to force him to come clean." I was shocked by the answer as three guys sat down with us. The one who'd spoke was holding a tray full of food, his medium strait dark blond hair covering his eyes. I smiled. "Well, you seem to know all about it then..." He smiled and shook my hand. "Pouge Parry." I couldn't help my calculative mind. Parry , eh? Then the platinum blond shook my hand, but held on a little too long. "Reid Garwin, and here's Baby Boy, also known as Tyler Simms." I couldn't help but gasp.

"Sons of Ipswich." They all shot me look of amusement. "Ah, you have heard of us?" I smiled and stretched, feeling comfortable with them all. "I did my research before I moved here. Plus, my family is from this region. You know." I let them grasp the obvious. They all discussed swim class today and wandering who'd lead today. I was suddenly reminded that I'd have to be in a bathing suit in front of them, I shivered. I was quiet before I realized Caleb was sitting beside me. I looked over at him, and smiled. I pushed up my glasses. "I'm sorry if I came across too weirdly with the family tree bullshit." I tried to sound casual and cool. But honestly, cool wasn't my forte'. I think he caught on.

"Ah, don't worry about it." He looked up, letting his eyes search the room. He was a very handsome guy. I usually locked up around guys like him and the other Son's. His dark hair was cut shorter on the sides and a bit longer on top. Controlled but casual. Slowly they settled on my hands, absent absentmindedly folding my schedule into a hundred shapes. "So what do you have next?" I handed him the paper. He unfolded it and perked up. "You have your next class with me and the guys, then swimming too. You didn't mention being in there?" I sighed and heaved my shoulders. "Honestly, I don't like to swim." He nodded.

"Well, hopefully the other girls wont show you up too bad." I nodded, internally smirking. Just because I don't like it, doesn't mean I suck at it. "Well, I'll try to do my best." He nodded and handed me my schedule back. "So why did you move here?" I smiled at him, pushing my glasses up. "I want to be a history teacher, and I got a scholarship to go here. Spencer kind of sticks out on a resume." He nodded. "Yeah, I'm stretching to become a Pediatrician." I smiled, he could do it. "Well it takes genuine people to do that job, I think you might manage." He nodded and the bell rang. "Well, thanks." I nodded and went to grab my stuff, but he shook his head. "Nope, I got it!" He laughed as he swept it all up in his arms and the guys rolled their eyes.

Reid came up beside me as we were walking and began talking to me. "So, Matilda, where you from?" I smiled at him and dodged people walking past us. "Um, Richmond, Virginia." He got bumped back a few feet but caught up. "I heard Virginia is a nice place to grow up." I nodded and looked back at him. "It is. You guys all grow up here?" He nodded. "Yupp, been best friends all our lives." I smiled, though the thought saddened me. I have never really had best friends. Just acquaintances or people who tolerated me. Tyler quipped in. "We are the only ones who tolerates this one here." I giggled as he elbowed Reid. Pouge smiled and winked at me. "Don't ever let him talk you into being alone with you Matilda, you might not make it out the same." I blushed furiously and Caleb shot him a stern look. "Don't scare the poor girl." We all piled into the classroom and we all sat beside each other on the raised platform seats. It was Pouge, Caleb, myself, Reid, then Tyler.

As I pulled out a pencil and a new notebook. Reid leaned over, but kept a comfortable distance from me. "They aren't kidding." I turned my head and about died. I was purple I was sure as he chuckled. I slid my glasses up and didn't know what to say in defense, or if I even needed to say anything. "I'm going to have so much fun messing with you. Don't think anything of it, unless you want to of course." He winked and nudged me with his knee. I was speechless. He held my hazel eyes with his blue ones, before he randomly burst out. "Okay guys, she needs a nick name!" I looked to them all curiously, and so did the surrounding students. Caleb smiled and nodded, so did Pouge and Tyler.

I was curious to why they reacted like that. "What you guys?" Caleb looked at me, smiling and leaning closer to me. "Well, you see it's just us four. We have always said anyone who could hang out with us was people who wasn't after the popularity, and who had half a mind at least. So, you just been accepted. Now its ritual to give you a nick name." I'm sure my smile took up my whole face. I honestly wanted to cry, I have never been considered cool. "Well whats your nick names?" Caleb laughed and Tyler answered. "As you know I'm Baby Boy, Caleb is Boss, Pouge is Speedy and Reid is...well..." Reid huffed up and answered. "I'm Pool Shark. But, the only person who really gets called by their nickname is Baby Boy here." I nodded and grinned. "I like first names, but for some reason Tyler comes across as a Baby Boy." I said it as sweetly as possible. Suddenly Pouge hit his desk gently as he smiled.

"I got it!" We all looked at him. "And it is?" Caleb said, all of us waiting. "Sweets!" I gave him a strange look and he smiled. "She's a sweetheart! She comes across innocent and all that." Caleb thought for a second then looked at me and tested it out. "Sweets." I looked up at him and blushed, then he nodded. "I like it." Reid nodded and whispered in my direction. "He's lying, he came up with it cause you got the sweets." My mouth went wide open, before I could say anything the teacher came in and started the class. All through the class I thought about how I was so accepted around here. I was assessing my lucky situation of two handsome guys on each side of me, when a piece of paper hit the back of my head. I turned around and saw no one out of the usual. I picked it up and saw writing scribbled quickly.

Hey new girl, your a cutie. Wait for me after class eh? Aaron

I looked confused as I looked behind me again and saw the guy from my second class, the brown curly haired one smirking at me. I turned back around and Caleb had noticed me turn around. "Hey, whats the matter?" His voice was low and I shrugged, discreetly sliding him the paper. He looked amused as he read it, and rolled his eyes. "He's worse than Reid is. At least Reid has the decency to call once or twice afterwards." I got the gist and cringed. "Well, I wasn't even considering waiting around. I'm not that girl." He nodded and smiled. "I could tell, Sweets." He smiled and I worked on the board work assigned. The rest of the class went by harmlessly, until another piece of paper appeared underneath my text book as I was picking up my books. I grabbed it and let the guys pass me before I opened it. It was a scribble of a stick figure with long hair and glasses. I smiled, but then I looked closer and there beside it was a bad rendition of a shark holding a pool stick. There was a scandalous look on the sharks face. I laughed and caught up with the guys.

I tossed it into the trash and Reid pouted. "Ah, it was a masterpiece Sweetness!" I nodded and looked apologetic. "I'll get it out. I'm sorry." I thought he was serious and went to turn around but he grabbed my arm gently and laughed. "Chill, sheesh. Your as bad a Caleb. Lighten up." I smiled and walked with the guys to the pool area. Tyler pointed the way to the girls locker room and told me the girls swim coach would be in there. I rushed in and found her. She was a middle aged woman, stout, but kind faced. All the girls getting changed gave me short glances, too concentrated on changing. "Um, Mrs. Brown?" The woman looked up from her clip board and smiled. "Ah Ms. Corey! Welcome to Spencer. I was just reviewing you chart from your last school. Very impressive." I smiled and nodded shyly.

She gave me a once over and motioned for me to follow her. She opened a small door and grabbed me a suit. It was a twp piece. I cringed. She gave me a combo to a locker and let me get ready. "I look forward to timing you today. Maybe you can teach these other girls something." I was stock still as the other girls gave me curious and vile glances. Just great. Now they thought of me as a stuck up swimmer. I moped around and took my shoes and socks off, then my clothes. I was down to my underwear and bra when a pretty girl with red hair approached me, smiling. "Hi, I'm Kira Bradshaw." I smiled and went to shake her hand but she stood still.

"Nice to meet you." She stood quiet, waiting for something. Finally realizing I wasn't going to fulfill her wish, she spoke up. "I'm the Captain. I have taken us to state three times. I went to nationals." I thought for a moment, but was drawing a blank. She sighed and rolled her eyes. "I heard about you. Your good. We need someone like you on our team." I smiled and took off my glasses and slid them in the top shelf of my locker. "Well, I don't really want to join the team. Not my thing. I guess I'm just good." She huffed up and smirked. "Smart girl then, I understand how embarrassing it would be to get out swam but me." I couldn't help but start laughing figuring she was joking, but when my eyes settled on her face, she was dead serious. My laughter stopped and she smiled. "See you in the water." She pranced off, and for some reason my blood boiled. Total bitch. I went to the showers to change. I was a tad bit modest.

But when I looked at myself in the mirror, I gasped. This two piece ensemble barely covered me. The top looked like a tube top that had a tie around the neck, and shorty short bottoms. My butt cheeks were nearly hanging out. I turned to the side. Same with my chest. I wasn't like these other swimmer gals, I was a country gal somewhat. I was given an hour glass figure. Big on top, and bottom. I had thick, but toned thighs. No one ever saw this much of my skin unless I was swimming. Oh shit! My tattoo! I looked to my side as my eyes glanced at the large design of ancient Celtic knot version of the tree of life.It went from my hip all the way up to nearly my armpit. Did they allow those to show? I felt self conscious before I went to join everyone by the pool. I grabbed the terry cloth robes Mrs. Brown gave me to put on between swims. I had my cap and goggles in my pocket. As I walked into the crowd, I was thankful I shaved this morning.

I leaned against the wall. I wanted out of here. I didn't have much time to dwell on it before I heard my name. "Matilda!" Caleb's voice echoed to me as he was waving his hands. I smiled and met him. "Hey Caleb." He smiled and looked at me. "You look as if your trying to curl up and hide." I laughed nervously and Reid leaned his head on Caleb's shoulder. "Yeah, Sweets. Off with the robe. Your the only person wearing one." My eyes got huge and I took a deep breath. He giggled and walked around Caleb to rest his arm around my shoulder. "Oh come on, your one of us. No modesty between us." He winked and Caleb rolled his eyes. "Pay no mind to him." I sighed. Despite my serious urge to run, I decided this was a new school, new friends, I was going to be a new me.

"Nah, its okay Caleb. It'll have to come off eventually." Reid smirked happily as I untied the belt and Reid grabbed the collar of it. "Allow me Madame." I blushed as he pulled it open and off my shoulders. I didn't know I had dropped my head to stare at my feet. "Oh...my...god." I hear Reid whisper as I looked at him worried. "That bad huh?" I looked to Caleb who looked thoughtful at me, but he was already looking me in the eyes. "No, you look nice in your suit. Nice tattoo." I smiled, going to thank him until I was interrupted by two whistles as Pouge and Tyler walked up, soaking wet. "Wow, Sweets..." Reid nodded. "Yeah, I know." Pouge wrapped his arm around Caleb and whispered something gin his ear that made Caleb scowl. Now platinum boy took a moment to lean over to my ear and whisper something.

"I know I can come across as a dog, but in all seriousness. You are a very beautiful woman Matilda. You should be more confident." He didn't say this in a inuendo-ish way or anything that would indicate lust. He held his head back long enough to give me a serious look then leaned back in. "Please don't let them know I'm actually a nice guy, or my reputation is trashed." I giggled and pretended to swat him like he'd said something awful. He winked and Caleb sighed. "Okay, Well, I'm up next so Sweets, go over there in those two lanes, I think your up soon." I nodded and put my cap on and my goggles on my forehead. As I walked away slowly, I heard Pouge say to Caleb. "Seriously dude, if you don't, I will. Look at her!" I blushed furiously as I approached the line up. Mrs Brown suddenly boomed out my name.

"Corey! Girl, get over here, your next." I gulped and looked over to the guys. Caleb was still waiting. They all looked over at me and did a thumbs up. I sighed and pulled my goggles over my eyes. I can do this. I can so do this. I said to myself as I looked to my right and saw I was up against Kira. I had better be able to do this "Okay, Corey against Bradshaw.This will be good." Mrs. Browns voice was so loud, everyone got quiet.

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