The Seventh Day

Chapter one- the rock that started everything

The Dwyer boys were never Rational. They were wealthy sons of a high ranking Father in the army, and ultimately the wealthiest young men in town with no consequences. The three boys, all two years apart from each other were known to cause trouble with every step they took. Luckily for those who lived in their little town of Clover-wood, the boys were only home in the summer as they were now all in college.

"I wish I had a car." Ronnie groaned to herself as she walked through the scorching sun. 

She had gotten a job interview at the local movie theatre earlier that week, and was forced to walk there herself since she was keeping this potential job a secret from her strict father. When her final year of high school ended a week ago, she decided she had enough of Clover-wood and began to make plans to save enough money over the summer to finally escape.

As she walked down the humid rural road, an expensive looking car quickly sped by entering into the driveway of the Dwyer household drenching her clean dress. 

"Hey!" She screamed hearing the boisterous male voices laugh.

A car full of barely adult men laughing and expensive cars on a summer day only meant one thing Ronnie thought, the Dwyer boys were back in town.

Impulsively, she picked up a heavy stone on the side of the road and chucked it at the glossy car denting it. The boys instantly exited their cars and two of the older ones rushed to see the car's damage. The youngest brother on the other hand was looking straight at Ronnie's face.

Immediately guilt filled her body and she panicked, irrationally running towards the property's forest instead of away from it. As she ran, she began to feel a rush of anxiety fill her. She was going to get caught! Her father always said her temper would get her in trouble. Ronnie continued running farther into their large property, crushing flowers, and knocking over vases as she ran towards the tree's. Maybe if she ran fast enough, she could run the long way home through the forest. 

"Ronnie? Ronnie Arrington? Is that you?" A male voice laughed from behind her.

Ronnie came to a holt, the gist was up. She turned around to apologize, but all she saw was a smirk on James the youngest brother who was only a year older than Ronnie's face.

"Were you waiting for me all year in the bushes Ronnie?" He chuckled to himself.

Ronnie roller her eyes. Not only did this tool of a man have bad humor, but the distinctive inferiority when teasing her angered her like no other.

"Cut the bad jokes Dwyer" She glared "You ruined my perfectly good dress and I ruined your perfectly good car, fair is fair I would say."

Interrupting their conversation, the voice of Edward Sr. the boys frightening father came in from the distance. 

"What's going on out there?" She heard as the back door began to open. 

Ronnie looked around at the vases and plants she had accidentally destructed. They looked mighty expensive, there was no way she would be able to pay for them. Especially since she was already late for her job interview. 

"Go." James ordered. 

Ronnie looked up at James's face in confusion, was he going to take the blame for her? 

"Wha-" She began. 

"Go." He repeated. 

"Before I change my mind." 

Ronnie nodded before sprinting into the woods with James's kindness shocking her. Ronnie had quite a bit of interactions with James growing up. Back when her Mother was alive her Father was a volunteer coach at the local middle and high school's football team. She would occasionally visit practices, especially on hot summer nights when there was nothing to do. It was then that she met James and his other two brothers, watching them target those with their teasing and chauvinistic bullying. Never in her life had she seen James even slightly decent. There must of been a catch. 

After ten minutes of non stop sprinting she arrived home, quickly slipping into her room to change out of her stained dress. She hoped with all the wedding planning chaos her older sister brought into the house, no one would notice her coming in. 

"Back already from your job interview Ron?" Her older Sister Maria stated entering her bedroom. 

Maria was three years older, and the root of all her stress. She loved her Sister to death, but they butt heads as much as an old married couple. Marcia enjoyed her dependent, book club's and husband lifestyle. Ronnie on the other hand craved adventure, independence. Two words her father would hate to see coming out of a young woman's mouth. 

"Shut the door I'm changing!" Ronnie scolded. 

"And how did you know anyway?" 

Maria laughed, entering the room and shutting the door behind her. 

"You don't clean up your stuff Ron, a  note was sitting on the kitchen table. I mistaken it for a wedding invitation." She responded handing her the note. 

Ronnie glared quickly grabbing the note and stuffing it into her pocket. 

"Why were you out looking for a job anyway?" Her Sister continued. 

Ronnie knew if her Sister ever knew she would tell Father in a heartbeat. Lying to her for now would be the easiest thing to do. 

"My hair." Ronnie lied. 

"I wanted to get a new do, and clothes too ya know? Now that I'm graduated and since your wedding's coming up." 

Maria seemed skeptical at first, but her face lighted up immediately buying into the lie. 

"Well finally, my Sister is finally acting like a proper lady." 

"Just, don't tell Father okay? You know how he feels when I do stuff like that." Ronnie pleaded. 

"Alright." Maria agreed leaving her room. 

"But all lies come out eventually." 

After the brief confrontation, everything went smoothly. Father came home, believed her story that she was at the library. But for the strangest reason, when she went to bed that night, all Ronnie could think about was James Dwyer.