𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥: 𝐀 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥

𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐆𝐨 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐚𝐥!.

Summary: Y/N and Sam were just trying to make the time pass as juniors in highschool. The younger of the two (y/n) has been busting her ass to get on the good side of the head cheerleader all while crushing on one of the hottest guys in school. While she thought he didn't even notice her, since she was at the bottom of the food chain in her squad, she didn't realize exactly how wrong she was when it came to that.

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Third Person POV

Sioux Falls, South Dakota

•May 2000

The school year was coming to an end in less than a month. Since F/N and John allowed Sam and Y/N to finish their last two years of highschool at Sioux Falls High, it hasn't really been an easy ride for them. Sam had been an easy target for a certain group in the school at the beginning of the year, but since Y/N joined the cheer squad last winter, they had eased up when it came to their 'friendly banter' towards the younger Winchester.

Currently, Sam sat across from Y/N, poking at his lunch meat once more while she demolished hers. "You know, it's not half bad" The cheerleader told him with a mouth full of food. "It's school meat, Y/N/N" Sam muttered, pushing the meat around with his fork, making a face. "Sammy, you act like you've never been to school" She teased and rolled her eyes as she took another bite and glanced around the cafeteria.

Some people were sitting at various tables and chatting amongst themselves, most of which were from the football and cheer teams. A group of cheerleaders were currently gossiping about something that Y/N didn't really bother to listen to, it was mainly the same old topic of what people have been up to that summer, the new girl, and who they're dating.

Sam noticed that Y/N's team was shooting them lingering looks, as per usual, you'd swear it was a high-school drama the way these kids were in their cliques.

"Why do they always stare at us?" Sam questioned bluntly as he noticed their stares once again. "Oh, just ignore them" Y/N assured him as she took another bite of her lunch, glancing back at those who were looking over at them. Sam's eye landed on her pom pom resting neatly besides her lunch, he snickered to himself before picking it up. "What time's cheer practice today?" He playfully waved it in her face.

Y/N glanced up at the Pom and then over at him before letting out a scoff and grabbing it back from him with an eye roll. "It's at three, smart ass" She muttered with a smirk on her face, sticking her tongue out. "You waiting up or is Dean gonna come get you?" She asked, raising a brow. It would make more sense if Sam just waited since the safehouse was half hour away, they could all simply make one trip.

Sam nodded and leaned back in his seat, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets. "Yeah, I'll wait. It's easier and we can all head back together unless we head over to Bobby's after." He said as he sat there, just watching her eat. As if on cue, the bell rang, indicating lunch was over.

Y/N groaned, glancing down at her tray of unfinished food. "Damn" She muttered before sighing and shoving the rest of the food into her mouth before grabbing her school bag, and standing up from the table. Sam also got up grabbing his own back and following after her out of the cafeteria.

"I've got music with Harris, who do you've got?" She asked as she fished out her schedule from her bag, not looking where she was going. "Math. I've got Mrs. Kelly" Sam answered, looking over at Y/N and grabbing her upper arm to direct her away from a couple kids walking in their direction.

Just as they left the cafeteria, she remembered she left her leather jacket resting on the table, Y/N quickly made a U-Turn. "Shit! I forgot my jacket, give me one se- FUCK!" She burst back through the door, only to bump straight into a fellow jock who was carrying her jacket back to her. Y/N stumbled back from the impact and managed to keep from falling onto her butt, but she soon realized it was one of the most popular jocks in the school, Alexander.