Supernatural Oneshots

Miss California - cordell x reader

I went with the TACKIEST stereotype I could think of for a "typical" instagram influencer so don't be offended by it, it all in good fun, I don't feel that way towards those girls irl at all, I just wanted to have some fun :)

"Stella Walker! What do you think you're doing with that!" I exclaim as I steal my phone from her hands.

"I was looking through your texts!" Stella laughs.

"Let's not do that," I nervously laugh.

"Why? Are you hiding something?" August pitches in.

"No, I'm not hiding something," I say going bright red.

At that moment Cordell decides to walk into the kitchen, "who's hiding something?"

"Y/n is!" Stella calls as she points to me.

Cordell gives me a raised eyebrow and I give him a sheepish smile, "it's adult stuff..."

Cordell nods and turns his head to the hallway, he knows I'm bullshitting my way through avoiding the topic.

Stella gives me a playful glare and August raises his shoulders at me to which I raise my hands in fake surrender and we all laugh.

"Anyway, I want y'all to meet this woman I met last week," Cordell announces.

We all look to where Cordell has his arm out to signal this new woman to enter and she does, she's 100% from LA. She has bleach blonde hair (one I would aspire to have too), high heels that definitely aren't country proof, a tight mini skirt and a surprisingly cute crop top - most of the ones I see now a days are pretty tacky.

"California?" August whispers to me as he puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Definitely, yeesh," I whisper back and grimace slightly but give the woman a smile.

Stella looks at me and gives me a 'who tf is this' look and I shrug.

"Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Y/N," I say as I head over to her and put my hand out for her to shake.

"Yes, I've heard a lot about you," she says as she gives my hand a dirty look.

She's holding her back in the crook of her left elbow with her hand at her shoulder and her designer sunglasses in her hand as her right hand looks like she's going to pick up a pickle or something gross.

"Okay," I say and take my hand back and head back to August and Stella behind the kitchen counter. "Who might you be then?"

I cross my arms and lean on the bench as Cordell gives me a glare to play nice.

"Anastasia," she says, her Californian accent really being laid on thick.

"Last name?" I say and out my southern accent on even more.

"Graymore."

"Nice to meet you Miss Graymore, how'd you meet Cordi?" I ask and see her eyes go wide at the nickname I gave Cordell.

"I meet 'Dell at a bar last week when I came here for a holiday, my ex booked it before we broke up and I got dragged along with his sister instead who loves this life," She says as she gives the house a bit of a dirty look.

"Well then, nice to have you," I say with a fake smile. "Cords, could I talk to you for a minute?"

Anastasia gives me a total death glare as I steal her cowboy. I give her an obviously fake smile in return and give Cordell a death glare of my own immediately afterwards.

"Seriously? Her? Out of all the woman you could have in Austin you chose the instagram model?" I whisper and we look at her trying to find good selfie lighting a Stella and August try to hold back their laughter.