Supernatural imagines

Back to school.

Y/N POV.
Your alarm buzzed and screeched in attempt to get you up. You groaned and tried to press snooze but failed so you reached out and yanked the plug from the wall. Silencing the thing that meant you had to get up to go to a place worse than hell.... School. It's not that you didn't enjoy learning as much as you didn't enjoy the being forced to interact with people and attempt to make "normal" talk. Because apparently mentioning lucifer once makes everyone assume your a satanic ass hole. You get up and go to the closet. Choosing a pair of black skinny jeans, black tank top, black and white heavy flannel and a lace choker and a black skull belt. You walked to the bathroom and unknotted your hair. After half a bottle of knot detangle stuff and nearly getting the brush stuck in your hair it looked decent. You walked into the kitchen to see your hunter friends Sam and Dean sitting at the table. "Morning you two." You said and went to the cabinet and grabbed out the coco pebbles and then went to the fridge and got some milk and the carton of iced coffee you bought. You grabbed a bowl and poorer the cereal and milk in then grabbed a mug and filled it with coffee. "You excited for school y/n?" Dean asks and you groan in response. "Can't I just drop out? I'll hunt with you guys or go start a band." I say in hopes that they say I can drop out. "No, you need school." Sam said and came over to you and giving you a hug. "Sam let me put my coffee down." You said and he let go. You turned and put the mug on the counter. Then went back to hugging Sam. "Schools not worth my time, they don't teach anything that's reliant and almost everyone there is a total douche canoe." You say and Sam chuckles. "Sorry kiddo, but your going." Sam said and you let go of him and ate the rest of your breakfast before going and brushing your teeth and getting your bag out of your room. You looked at your phone and sighed. 5 minuets until you had to get going back to your personal hell. Dean came over and hugged you. "What's so bad about school that you don't want to go?" He said and that's when you lost it. "What's so bad is that every year I'm the outcast, that guys play with my heart and then stomp on it as hard as they can! All my teaches hate me and they don't even help me choose what the hell I want to do with my life! They teach nothing relevant. And even worse is that they stand by and watch me get hurt. " you say and start to cry. Dean rubbed your back and then whispered "Half way through the day I'll pick you up and we can go for ice cream... Sound good?" You nodded and whipped away your tears. "If it stays that way... I'll let you drop out if something happens in the first  week. And no covering injuries with make up." Dean said and you nodded. "I'll drive you, let me get the keys and we will go." Dean said and you grabbed your bag and headed off to the impala with Dean. Sam tagged along for the ride to school.
He lectured you the whole time about learning and actually trying. Eventually you got there and jumped out of the car. Both boys waved at you and Dean drove off. At least your Out half way through the day.... You thought as you walked back in to hell and highway to hell was playing over the pa.