The Fated Rivals

1. annoying bug

What have I done......
Should I make a run for my dear life?
Should I move outta the house?

"SAM WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?!"
there it goes. I'm done. Completely done. Dead. Buried 6 ft under.
I should probably go hide-

"SAMANTHA WINCHESTER YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT THIS INSTANT"
Shit.

I let out a defeated sigh as I slowly opened my room's door and descended down the stairs with slouched shoulders and a sorry look. As I reach the bottom, I'm met with a furious mom and a flustered dad. I look over to the coffee maker that just lay there in ruins after my failed gimics. My mom looks over and her face was so flushed you'd think someone painted her face with blush.

"Sam. Care to explain?"

Ugh. I'd rather not tell her that I saw some tricks on YouTube and decided to try them on the coffee maker. My mom hated a messy kitchen more than anything. If ever I tell her that I did this for fun cuz I was bored, then I really will be unalived.

"Um mom I don't know what happened but this morning I came to get myself a coffee and it suddenly started to make strange noises and this happened. I swear"

I look over to my dad in an attempt to somehow convince him to take my mother away and he, having recieved my desperate pleas to keep myself alive, put a hand on my mother to make her look over to him

"It seems she really is telling the truth dear. Why don't we have Lucy clean the kitchen and tidy it up a little bit? You can have a rest till then dear. And if you feel like you can't prepare food then let me cook for you all today. How does that sound?"

Oh God. My father is a literal life saver.
I'm lucky that my father is a sucker for his daughter or else my ass would have been done in today.

"Anyways Sam, child you should go get ready for college or you are going to be late"
"Yes pops thanksss. Imma get going now"

I run off to my room and shut the door with a loud thud. I'm sure my family is already used to me being a noisy brat after handling me for a good 20+ years.

Well I should get ready for college. Or so I thought but I wanna sleep in. I really wanna go back to sleep again.

I quickly throw on a hoodie and black jeans and pull my hair into a pony after which I arranged books into my backpack and can't forget my lap! I quickly rush outta the room and downstairs only to grab a sandwich and stuff it into my mouth. I run out of the house before my mother can nag at me again.

It's really comfortable to travel in the metro so I prefer them more than luxury cars or bikes and it's just a 10 mins ride so it's more than enough to reach the uni.

I reach the uni in 10 mins and make a run to the lecture hall as there where only a few minutes left for the lecture to start and the lecturers hated late students more than anything so if I don't want to be blackmarked then I will have to be In my class in less than 2 mins

As I turn around the corner I run into a sturdy wall but it feels like anything but a wall? As I look up rubbing my forehead, my eyes lock with the ones I wish were not the ones I thought. But luck wished otherwise and I see the most annoying smirk spread over its face.

"What a pleasant surprise meeting you early in the morning sam"

Sure was anything but a pleasant surprise. I dread as I contemplate my reply in my mind. Should have knocked his teeth out instead of just slamming into his chest. What a bloody pleasant surprise it would have been.

"Hello? Earth to miss Samantha Winchester?"

"I told you not to call me that you prick"

"Oh how else would you like me to call you? Darling? Baby? Cupcake? Lil peice of shit?

"Would you please do me a kind favor and get lost and never be found again?"

"Oh don't even think about it cuz you know I'll annoy the living fuck out of you even if you cross continents right?"

There's that stupid smirk again.

"Why don't I just punch your teeth out so you don't have to be at the uni but instead can stay in the hospital bed?"

"We'll think about it when your fists can even reach my shoulders shawty. I don't think It'd be anywhere near possible before that"

"Why don't we try Anderson"

Finally. I could see his face twitch with irritation. If there's one thing I got to know about this prick then it's that he doesn't ever like to be called by his last name. It somehow repulsed him.

"Fuck you Winchester"

"Not interested Anderson"

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Yayyyy finally the first chapter is overr 😆

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Why do you think they both are at it like cats and dogs?

What history do they both have?

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