The Reservers

Chapter 1

The Reservers Chapter 1 , a romance fiction|

My family and I were new in town. It was a pleasant new place, although small compared to the big city we just left. It even sounded upscale, Crescent Palms . There were big houses in every neighborhood.

Our new house was bigger than our last place. We were all in the awe of it for a while, until we drove by the mansion that belonged to one of the millionaires of this town. It made our new Victorian look like...well, utter shit.

My two brothers and I were all in high school and all one year apart. We were close, and they were extremely protective. I was the middle child. Wade was the oldest and never failed to remind us. Jared, although younger than me, believed he overpowered me.

Our first day in our new school was...interesting. Wade drove. He always did whenever we all went out. It was rare for him let Jared, or even me, take the wheel, considering it was his car in the first place. He was protective of it, more so than he was of me and that was saying a lot.

Crescent Palms was a small town so when we pulled up to the school parking of Crescent Palms high school, a lot of eyes were on us.

I was nervous to be starting a new school in a new town but I was glad I had my brothers along to transition with me.

"So are we getting out or not?" Wade asked us. I was in the backseat with my hands on my lap, palms sweating. Jared was dozing off in the passenger seat but his eyes popped open at Wade's question.

"The driver gets out first, it's the rule." Jared said before letting out a long yawn.

"Who ever made that rule's an idiot." Wade finally opened the door and stepped out. A second later, Jared and I followed suit. Jared stretched and yawned again while Wade grabbed our bags from the trunk.

I looked around for a bit feeling self-conscious at all the curious, wondering faces staring at us. My brothers were unaware.

"Leah,"

I looked at Wade and he handed me my backpack before frowning at me.

"What's wrong?" He asked, reading my face.

Jared finally stopped stretching and looked at me as well.

"It's nothing,"I quickly shook my head. "Just-,"

"You need to move this car."

The three of us turned our heads to an unfamiliar guy standing a few feet away from us.

He was tall with short blonde hair. His eyes were fierce and his hands were in his pants' pockets, which I could tell were expensive. Everything about him just screamed money.

"Excuse me?" Wade asked him.

"It's a reserved spot." He replied calmly.

I turned to see if there was a reserved sign that we had missed where we parked but there was nothing.

"There's no sign." Wade added after checking as well.

"It's reserved." The guy simply stated.

I saw Jared scowl from the corner of my eyes. Wade's jaw tightened a bit and I knew something bad was about to happen.

Jared stepped around glaring at the guy. "And we see no sign. So how about you run along now."

The guy continued to calmly observe us, his eyes running over each of us, as if he was trying to read us. I wondered what he must have been thinking but before I could make out more of his expression he spoke again.