Sam Winchester Imagines

Sam x Reader (5)

Summary: You are in 7th(12-13) grade and you have to help Dean (11th grade)(16-17) with homework. You then figure out that your crush (Sam) is his brother.

      "Will the following students come to the office please, Dean Winchester and Y/F/N
Y/L/M."

      You felt a tap on your shoulder. "Y-ya," you stutter. You were busy staring at the cutest guy in 7th grade, Sam Winchester. You looked around the room and noticed a few people staring at you.

      "You need to go to the office," your best friend said. "And stop staring at Sam. It's getting obvious." She whispered the last part so only you would hear it.

      "Shut up," you whispered-yelled. You glared at her before getting out of your seat and walking to the door then to the office.

(Time skipped to the office ----------------------)

      "Hello, Miss. L/N and Mr. Winchester. You might be wondering why you're here right now," the principal said in the most boring voice ever.

      "Yes," Dean replied in a rude/annoyed tone.  "Y-yes sir" you replied in a scared tone. You wished you were that confident to reply like that. But you would have responded nicer.

      You looked Dean up and down. He had a nice figure, "probably on the football team" you  thought. "Yes I am. Thanks for noticing," Dean said.

      "O-oh did I say that out loud. Sorry I sometimes do that when I meet someone new. N-not to sound creepy or a-anything. I-" you stopped there because you didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of someone you just met.

      "It's fine and no, you didn't sound creepy," Dean replied in a soft voice. You realized he had a low voice for most guys his age.

      "Ok now time for me to tell you why your here," the principal paused while you and Dean nodded," you two are here because Dean, you are currently failing Math and Science, and
Y/N, you are failing in finding friends. So Y/N you will help Dean with Math and Science, and Dean you will help Y/N with getting friends."

      Once the principal finished you wanted to say something but you weren't sure if you should.

      "S-sir I do have a friend. So I don't think Dean will need to waste his time helping me with that," you said as confidently as you could.

     "Yes, you're probably right but for the sake of this story just go with it. You two will figure out a time," the principle said while getting up.

     What he said confused you but you just left to go back to your class. You heard Dean yell at the principal. You didn't hear all of it but you did hear this ,"OH COME ON BOBBY SHE SAID SHE WAS GOOD. PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME GET STUCK WITH HER."

   Those words kept replaying on the way back to class. You opened the door and sat down in you chair. You felt a tear roll down your cheek. With that thought in your head the last bell of the day rang and you bolted towards the door. You practically ran to your locker, threw everything inside, got your backpack, and tried to leave before anyone could get to you.

      You were almost gone before you felt a tap on your shoulder. "Go away Y/B/F," you felt another tap,"please, just go away." You felt dead inside and you wanted to be dead.

      "Hey Y/N,I just wanted to know what time would be a good time for you to help me...with the things... I need help with," Dean said.

     He turned you around a wiped a tear,you didn't know had fallen, off you face with his thumb. "I thought you didn't want to be stuck with me," you said in a quiet voice.