Flo Rida played through my headphones as I sat in detention. Once again. I didn't know what was so bad with speaking my honest opinion on the world. The teachers are just asshats sometimes.
Anyways, my name is Jaylen Marie Winchester. My mother gave me up when I was born. The only thing I know is my father's name is John Eric Winchester. I have two older brothers who I found when I turned 12. Sam and Dean Winchester, the most well known hunters, are my brothers. They had no clue I existed, till I messaged them.
Now here I am. 5 years later sitting in detention waiting for the teacher to come back, and say I can leave. When I told Dean and Sam they weren't so happy. Dean was impressed actually. Sam was disappointed in my actions.
"Jaylen, you may leave now. Your brother Dean is outside." My teacher, Miss Murphy said. She wore a dress that was a little to tight and showed to much cleavage. She was probably enjoying the fact that I got detention so she could see Dean. My brother would never fall for her whore ways though.
I packed my stuff getting ready to leave when I felt arms wrap around my waist, causing me to squeal. "Dean!!!" I yelled out realizing who it was. I turned around hugging him tightly. He chuckled. "You've lost your sense kid." He said to me. I just rolled my eyes mumbling a soft "go to hell" at him.
I pulled my vape pen out of my bag putting it in my pocket. "When are you gonna stop using that?" Dean asked as we walked to the impala, where Sam sat in the front looking out the window at us.
"When hell freezes over." I replied truthfully. It didn't have nicotine in it, so I didn't see the problem. Not like it's harming me. "When are you going to stop drinking?" I asked sass visible in my voice.
"Good point." He said, as we climbed into baby.
"Hey Sammy." I said buckling up and getting comfortable in the back seat. I took out my phone and vape pen looking up to find a disapproving look on Sam's face.
"What's wrong Moose? Cat got your tongue?" Dean said causing Sam to look at him.
"Jerk." Sam said, before looking at me. "I don't want you in anymore trouble, Jay."
"Bitch." Dean replied.
"Shut up, Dean-o." I replied, "and I'll try and behave, Sammy." I said as we drove home.
