> Who is he? < (Sam's POV)

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Sam's POV:

Dean kissed his little brother on the forehead while he exited the impala, Sam's face turned red by almost everyone turning to Dean's car as he played the loudest song known to man. Sam wanted to kill him, but instead speed-walked inside the school.

Sam walked to his locker, shoving his booksack in and just collapsing, leant on his locker.

This day was gonna be annoying.

Sam got up as the bell rang, his first lesson was english, he didnt mind english.

On his way, he walked into the bathroom, he slunk into one of the stalls and locked it.

Sam fished the joint out of his pocket, lighting it, inhaling, then exhaling. The sound of water running got Sam nervous.

Shit.
What will people think..
They'll call me a freak...
Sam shook his head.

His minor panic attack stopped, he put the joint out and flushed it, leaving the stall, when he saw the person outside he didn't quite know who he was.

He was smaller than Sam, he had fluffy black hair and blue eyes.
And he was wearing a grey sweater.

Sam scoffed.

"You obviously heard me." Sam spoke up.

The black haired boy wanted out of there, but couldnt as the other was much bigger than him.

"I wont tell anyone. I need to study. Move." He spoke, sure it was in sections but he still spoke.

"Oh he speaks!" Sam remarked.

The shorter boy narrowed his eyes.

"Fine, Fine. But tell anyone..."

The smaller boy nodded, leaving the bathroom, sighing in relief when he got out.

Sam scoffed.

He quickly washed his face twice with cold water.

He dried it off, making his way to english, he didnt want to be late, but he ended up being late anyway. He blamed it on the boy, but we all know whose fault it really is.

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