Never Say Never (sequel to Never Be Over You)

Chapter 8-After School Special

After me and Dean had some drinks, we went back to our motel for the night, Sam walked shortly after. The next day, we found an other job to do. Apparently some girl beat and drowned an other girl in the toilet of the girl's bathroom. Sam is talking to the girl who did killing right now and me and Dean are waiting in the car. 

"So?" Dean asks as Sam gets in the car. 

"I think she's telling the truth, I mean, the way she talked about being there mentally but not physically, kinda sounds like demonic possesion to me." 

"Kinda?" I ask from the backseat. 

"She didn't see any black smoke or smell sulfur."

"Maybe it's not a demon, I mean kid's can be vicious." Dean says.

"Well, we're already here, might as well check out the school."

"Right, the school."

"What?" I ask.  

"Truman High, home of the Bombers."

"How do you know that and what's your point?" I ask. 

"I don't know, we went there for a month, a million years ago."

"Oh, then why are you so jazzed to go back?" I ask,

"I'm not, I just think it's worth looking into." Sam answers.

"Alright, well what's our cover? FBI? Homeland security? Swedish exchange sudents?" Dean asks.

"Don't worry, I got an idea." Sam says. Why does this not sound good?

"Okay." Me and Dean say. He starts up the car and we drive to the school. So Sam got a job there as the janitor, apparently I still look young enough to go to high school so I'm the new student and Dean, well, he's the gym teacher. Oh and apparently I'm a cheerleader because I was a cheerleader at my last high school before moving here and I have to wear the uniform at all times. Sam's idea completely. Right now I, fortunately, have a spare so I go meet up with Sam and then we go to the gym to see Dean. He looks at us as we walk into the gym. Sam nods his head, telling him to come here. I almost burst out laughing from what Dean is wearing. Shorts. A sweatband. Kneesocks. WHY?? HAHA!!

"Go nuts." Dean says as he throws a bag of dogeballs into the air, then walks over to us. He eyes me up and down. I just roll my eyes at him. 

"Having fun?" Sam asks him.

"The whistle makes me their god." 

"Right, nice shorts." Sam says. I actually just burst out laughing. 

"I agree completely, haha." I say. I calm myself down. 

"Find anything?" Dean asks.

"Been over the entire school twice. No sulfur." Sam says.

"And every class I've been in and I ask people, the girls just glare at me and the guys either don't know anything about the girl or they try to hit on me." I say. 

"No sulfur no demon, no demon no case." Dean says. 

"I don't know, maybe I was wrong." Sam says.

"Yeah well, it happens to the best of us, I say we hit the road huh? But after lunch, it's sloppy joe day."

"Good hustle Colby. Walk it off." Dean says to a student as he's running out of the gym holding his nose.

The next bell rings. 

"Well I gotta go, cooking class." I say. 

"Always make sure that your cover is securly fastened Jamie." The teacher says to one of the students. I don't even know what we're making. It looks disgusting. I suddenly hear yelling coming from behind me, there's a a guy who's shoving an other guy's hand into the blender, while it's on. The teacher rushes over and pulls the first guy away and holds the seconds guy's bloody hand with a tea towel. All the students rush out. Except for the first guy, as Sam is walking in. The guy just falls to the floor. He has a few splashes of blood on his face from chopping the other guy's fingers off. Me and Sam rush over to him.