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Things were finally starting to go back to normal. And Effy couldn't be happier. All day she and Dean hung out. First, they went into the city with Xander and Vince. Riding the train since Jonah needed to use Dean's car for something. The two took their own separate facing seats. Their knees between each other, bumping together with each rock of the train.

They went to the mall food court and grabbed a bite to eat. Vince and Xander not-so-subtly filling their drinks with a little "liquid courage." They met up with a few friends and talked for awhile before heading to the back alley by the dumpsters. Dean gave Effy a piggyback ride the entire way. While Vince and Xander crewed around, he took her to the small knee-high brick wall by the hill of grass leading to the freeway to rest. He had her sat between his legs leaning back against his chest. She reached into her pocket, pulled out, and handed him rolling papers. He grabbed them and took out a small baggie of greens.

Effy leaned back and watched Dean roll a joint on his leg. Using his propped out pinky to stop from any shaking, like a pro.

She smirked. "You do this often, sir?"

Dean's lips curved into a lopsided grin as he continued to work. "Shut up," he chuckled under his breath. Vince and Xander just continued on in their conversation. Effy stole glances at Dean's emerald eyes under the light.

"Dude, what was that thing you were gonna tell me in math?" Xander suddenly asked when the memory rolled in his thoughts.

Instantly Vince grinned. Looking like the Cheshire cat.

"Oh—right!" He chuckled. "Okay, so I was sitting by Horny Hannah today in Spanish, and you'll never guess what she did."

Xanders' full attention was drawn. "What?"

Dean handed Effy the joint and she proudly took a hit. Watching Xander and Vince gossip like Veronica and Sophia used to. She chuckled at the thought, an instant head-high washing over her as she blew out a line of smoke.

"She fucking reached under the table while Miss Florez was teaching us fuckin how to introduce ourself—or some shit like that, I dunno know—I wasn't really paying attention because she was fucking rubbing my dick."

Xanders mouth fell open. "No fucking way."

Dean rolled his eyes at his friends and took a hit as Effy traced the lines on the palm of his hand.

"Through my jeans, swear to god, her hand on my dick," Vince swore. "Scouts honor."

"You weren't even a boy scout!" Effy laughed, her eyes bloodshot squinted.

"He was at heart," Xander feigned a pout teasingly. Earning a shove from Vince. Xander laughed and added, "You know what, that actually doesn't really shock me since that girl's been fucking since sixth grade."