Supernatural Imagines

Bad Luck

Day 1

Your alarm clock rang on the other side of the room. You got up to turn it off and then went back to bed. The plan of putting it on the other side of the room so you would be forced to get up didn't work.

"(y/n) c'mon we're gonna be late," your brother Dean yelled a little too loud for six in the morning.

"You act like we actually have to go to school," you complain.

"Hey, this is as normal as our lives are gonna get. Now go shower," he commanded.

You got ready and like always were the last one out the door.

"You need to hurry up young lady," your dad commanded.

"Yeah okay. Tomorrow," you lied.

You dragged yourself through the gates of hell (the front door) and got to your first class.

You had history and your teacher was an old bag, Mr. Fraser. Your theory was that he knew so much about history is because he was there when it all happened.

But he was strict. No tolerance for slaking which is what you hated.

You hated going to school. If you were forced to have a hunter life then you shouldn't have to go to the hell hole everyday.

You actually hated your family sometimes too.

Your dad is who got you in this lifestyle and then said you also have to go to school. It was just so stupid.

"Miss Winchester, pay attention. What's the answer to the question?" he snapped you out of your thoughts.

"I don't know," you confessed. You really didn't know and didn't bother to know. You figured if you owned up to it it would throw him off guard and you could score a few points.

But his stern expression stayed on his face.

"Well start paying attention because the test is on Friday," he scolded.

The rest of your day was boring like all the rest.

You hated how you had to start your day off with history because it totally ruined your mood for the rest of the day.

You got back to the motel and plopped on the bed.

The only thing you could stand.

You fell asleep for a while and only woke back up to eat dinner.

You did random stuff-your favorite thing to do-for the rest of the day and went to sleep.

Day 2

You woke up better the next morning.

You were technically the last one out the door but you were right behind Dean so no one had to wait for you.

As you walked to the car, you forgot Mr. Fraser assigned homework.

Damn it. Oh well.

You headed to the devil's lair to see your normal and comfortable spot in the back had been taken.