Chapter 1

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14 Years Earlier

BUZZZZZZZZ *click*

Those were the sounds you woke up to every day. Your alarm. Then you shutting it off and trying to go back to sleep, but failing.

You were in your last year of high school and unpopular. What a combo. You only had a few friends, you were already on thin ice with half of my teachers, and the only boys who had crushes on you were either jerks or idiots. That is basically your school life. But today was gonna be different. You could feel it. Of course, you also felt that every Friday, and it was Friday, so no change there.

You put on a blue gaming expo shirt, your jeans, your favorite combat boots, narwhal socks, and a denim jacket. You pulled your (Y/H/C) back into a side braid and got your book-bag, phone, and headphones and got to the bus stop as fast as you could. You know what you hate about high school? You have to wake up at 6:00 and it's freaking pitch black. It sucks! You got to the stop and waited. Oh no. He's here. Your super weird neighbor. He has asked you out over 2 times. You declined every single time. He was a jerk anyway. Well, he picks on you until you get to the auditorium. You sit with your friends and watch videos with them and listen to cool ringtones until the teachers shoo you off to class.
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"Well class, we have a new student! Please introduce yourself dear." your weird science teacher was with you for 1st period. But...woah. Who's the cute dude?

"Ummm...hi. My name is Dean Winchester."

"Well, Dean. Let's see... Ah! Go sit with Ms. (Y/L/N) abd Ms. Bradbury!"

You made wide eyes at your friend Charlie, who was playing with her gourgous red hair (again!), who smirked at you. Dean sat down next to you, closest seat available, and looked at his surroundings. You got to get a good look at him when he sat. He had short brown hair and startlingly green eyes. They had the color of a forest after a storm and it was like you could get lost in them forever. Then you snapped out of it when Charlie was trying to get your attention by kicking you.

"Hi! I'm Charlie! Nice to meet you Dean! Do you like Lord of the Rings?" she stuck out her hand to Dean. Aaand here she goes. He carefully shook it.

"Hi...nice to meet you too. Sorry, I've not read it yet." he replied with a friendly but cautious smile. You remained quiet.

"Oh! And that's (Y/N). She's shy." you get payback by kicking her under the table.

"Hi (Y/N), nice too meet you too." You carefully shook his hand while papers were being passed around.

"Oh! Nice! A group project. Those are always fun!" Dean looked at you like you were insane.

"They really are. We always get to do really fun stuff like create a diorama, or make a video...HEY LOOK! It's table based!" sure enough, it was. You got to work together.

"Cool! Where are we gonna meet?" there was a deadly silence. No one knew.

"How bout my house? My dad and I have a lot of computers." you said.

"Then it's settled! When though?" Charlie inquired.

You agreed on 10:30 AM tomorrow, andt to work it out from there. When you told them your address, Charlie always remembered it; but Dean wrote it on the palm of his hand with sharpie so he wouldn't forget. At the end of the day, after French, you did the same thing in the auditorium. Videos and ringtones with friends. Then you got on the bus, dodged the weird neighbor, ate dinner, did homework, read, then went to bed. You couldn't stop thinking about Dean until you fell asleep.

Heyy!! Really long chapter about the backstory of you, and if you want to know, the character's morning routine is exactly like mine, and that is my most favorite outfit I own. And i'm not being lazy, it is just really late and it is hard to think when it is about midnight.

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