*Third Person's P.O.V*
Castiel and Dean appear in Chuck's house; surprising him. "Wait. T-this isn't supposed to happen." Chuck stutters.
"Sir?" The woman asks into the phone with confusion.
"No, lady, this is definitely supposed to happen, but I just got to call you back." Chuck hangs up. "Dammit." Chuck picks up the new draft and hands it to Dean. "I know why you are here." Dean nods and skims the pages.
"St. Mary's? What is that, a convent?" Dean asks.
"Yeah, but you guys aren't supposed to be there. You're not in this story." Chuck insists.
"Yeah, well..." Castiel trails off and looks at Dean. "We're making it up as we go." Chucks screen starts to blur as the house shakes with a bright white light appearing outside.
"Aw, man! Not again! No!" Chuck whines as everything in his house starts to fall down.
"It's the Archangel!" Castiel yells at Dean. "I'll hold him off! I'll hold them all off! Just stop Sam!" He places a note in Dean's hand. "Read this!" Castiel places his fingers on Dean's forehead and transports him to St. Mary's Convent.
*Casperia's P.O.V*
"Bitch!" I heard the voice of the blonde bimbo, Natalie White, say behind me. I don't turn around and continue working. I felt someone grab my shoulder and spin me around. "I was talking to you bitch."
"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken. The only female dog I see around here is standing right in front of me." I sign before walking off...
"I will get you back for this!" I heard her shout behind me before I walked through a door to my next lesson.
*After school; Same P.O.V*
I slowly walk along the pavement as I dread when I get to my home. It isn't that fact that she is a bad mum or anything. She is a very good mum actually but she is a bit paranoid. Never lets me go out of the house apart from to school and back. I can never go out and have fun like normal teenagers do. All I can do is stay in doors. It also doesn't help that my dad literally left my mum a week after my birth. My mum describes him as being kind and clueless but she never describes him appearance apart from saying, "He always changes". I mean, is he always having plastic surgery or something? I felt someone pull my hair, hard, which pulled me from my thoughts. I grab the person's arm which was grabbing my hair and snap their wrist. The person screeches and lets go of my hair. I turn around and come to face with Natalie and about 5 other girls behind her. "Bitch! I think you broke my wrist!" I clap sarcastically and smirk. "Girls." They all stood up straighter than before. "Get her." Crud. I start running in the direction of my house. My house is a very long way away. My next door neighbour is Jesse and his parents. (Pretend that Jesse has her as a next door neighbour). As I get closer to my house, the sound of running footsteps from behind, fade away. Thank god! As I was walking past Jesse's house, I felt like something was not right about it. There is also a Chevy '67 Impala right outside of his house. I walk up to the porch and as I was about to knock on the door, I heard banging inside. I burst in to find a man being thrown against a wall by a woman without even touching him! What?! Everyone was looking at me.
"Uh, wrong house." I sign as I was about to make a break for it but I was thrown into a wall as well and was stuck to it. Double crud.
"Leave him alone." Jesse says. The woman leans down to Jesse and starts speaking very...sweetly? Why the hell is she being sweet?
"Jesse. You're beautiful. You have your father's eyes."
"Who are you?" He asks. He looks terrified if I'm honest.
