Another Hunter (S.W)

Chapter 1: New Kid In Town

<Jayden>

I walked through the cold metal doors in school. I couldn't bare staying in this school anymore it was filled with stupid, mindless people. They didn't know what was out there, they didn't know what could take them. All they cared about was their clothes, who was dating who, and drama, they were normal people. A normal person, something, I could never be.

I walked into my very first class to see a new kid in town. The girls in the class all had stars in their eyes just from looking at him. I have to admit he wasn't bad looking but I couldn't fall for anyone. We would move anyway and I would have to
leave them.

"Class, this is Mr Sam Winchester. Everybody say 'Hello' to Sam." My teacher Mrs Campbell introduced us. Winchester. That name sounds familiar. No one in the class said 'hi' they just nodded.

"Go pick any seat you want." Mrs Campbell smiled. Sam Winchester made his way over to the seat next to mine. He threw his back pack down and opened the books on his desk.

"Hi, I'm Sam." He greeted. I just looked at him, Sam Winchester. Where do I know the name?

"Jayden."

He just looked at me and I stared back at him. Mrs Campbell started talking about the area of x and I lost it from there.

"Hey, do you need help?" Sam asked politely.

"No, dude I got this." I gave him a friendly smile. He smiled back at me and continued his work. Unlike me, he was good at math.

After the bell rang I made my way out of class. This Sam Winchester guy followed me. I glanced over my shoulder to see him walking and I sped up a little. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and Sam's large feet stomping behind me. I was being stalked. I walked to my chemistry class and so did Sam.

"Are you following me?" I turned and snapped at him.

"I, um, didn't know where my next class was and I wanted to ask you but every time I tried to ask nothing came out." He answered innocently. I didn't know if I should believe him. Being raised in my family, I learned that someone following could mean anything. Demon, Vampire, Werewolf, Shapeshifter, anything.

"What class do you have now?" I asked.

"Chemistry." He responded.

"Give me your schedule!" I ordered. He slowly pulled out the slip of paper with his classes. I scanned the paper and saw that almost all of his classes were with me.

"Every class you have is with me, except for Language Arts." I told him. I sat down in my usual seat for chemistry and Sam asked where he should sit. Mr Dawson pointed to a seat farther in the back. Sam had his head down and walked to the seat. Kids were snickering and whispering about Sam. That happened to me.

Let me tell you something about myself, my mom and sister were killed. Not buy a killer, but by a demon, my dad was a hunter before but not as obsessed as he is now. Since then, we move from place to place hunting everything your innocent little brains could imagine.

Also, when I was getting made fun of, I showed everyone who was boss. I pick fights and my grades are decent, but nothing is about school. Not for me at least.

"Knock it off, Kurt." I whispered to the popular, jerk behind me. He whispered to his friends and the snickering stopped. See what I mean?

During class, Mr Dawson talked about the periodic table of elements. Trust me, you don't want to hear him lecture about that shit. The class droned on and so did the rest of the day.