Dean X Reader.

Chapter 1

(Y/N) =YOUR NAME

HIGH SCHOOL

"(y/n) wake up you'll be late for school!" I groaned when mom yelled that from down stairs. I got up and put on jeans, combat boots, a tank top, a plaid shirt, and my leather jacket. I went downstairs and grabbed a piece of toast.

I left my stuff at school because it was the weekend. I walked to school because I couldn't buy the car I wanted to, I'm saving. I was only like 3 miles away from my school. I left listening to Carry On MyWayward Son. I loved this song. I made it to school just when the bell rang.

I ran to my first class, social studies. I remembered we were getting a new student today. I sat by myself in the back corner with two seats open beside me because no one likes me; if my friend Emma was here there would be one seat open. I was drawing in my journal, just weird stuff. I read things about demons, shifters, ghosts, and other monsters.

I am drawing an angel; just a person with a trench coat and black wings. The seat beside me moved.

"You know there are other open seats right? You don't have to sit by me." I said.

"Who said I wanted to sit somewhere else? You looked lonely by yourself." I smirked at his comment.

"I'm used to it trust me." I shut my journal and looked at him. Well he isn't like the guys here. He's actually cute.

"What were you doing?"

"I was drawing. and writing. I'm (y/n). You are?" I was trying to be nice.

"Dean. Writing about what?" I really couldn't tell him if I wanted another friend. But its the right thing to do.

"About the supernatural. I know it's weird." He looked at my journal.

"It's not weird. I have one too. My dad is using it for research." 

"Well. Not weird at all." We both laughed. Class ended soon the day went by quick we were at lunch now.