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Dealing with Bullies (Pref. #04)

An: this is being the daughter of the boys aka the reader. So enjoy ;)

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Dean:

"Class, you have a new classmate. Go on, introduce yourself," Mr. Johnson said, your new teacher, gazing at his students, intently.

"My name is y/n Winchester. I like rock songs and pie. And i hate cats," i introduced nonchalantly.

"Ok. You can sit beside Ms. Montgomery," i marched on my seat and slumped through it.

"Hi," a girl approached me. She has a thick round glasses like Harry Potter, curly ginger hair, and round ocean blue eyes, with a genuine smile. Her eyes reminds me of Uncle Cas.

"I'm Kayleigh Montgomery. Nice meeting you," she said, offering her hands. I shake it.

"Y/n," i stated.

"Nice name. And i'm warning you, that guy over there," she said, poiting her finger to a scrawny tall guy.

"That's James. He can be mean to the noobs here in our school. I'm afraid he'll take an interest to bully you since your new here. He can be a monster," she said in a warning tone.

"Trust me, i've aleady been encountered different kinds of monsters," i said and concentrated on the lecture of the teacher.

*fast forward*

After the hellish class we go to the cafeteria. I already liked this Kayleigh chick. Though she can be weird and she fangirled Doctor Who and Sherlock a lot.

"Wait, i'll get some pasta," she said stand ubruptly.

After a few minutes, people starts to gather on the cafeteria, building a commotion. Kayleigh's still not here. It's been five minutes.

Oh no.

I thought. Maybe it's Kayleigh.
I sprint towards the commotion and i'm not wrong. It's Kayleigh, a glob of pasta on her head, cowering at the ground like a child.

"Kayleigh!" I shouted and crouched to her side. She's crying uncontrolably.

"Step out of the line, bitch," a tenor voice interrupted. It's the James dude said, flanked by two mean-looking guys. The other one is fat with a soon-to-explode cystic acne in his face. His facial features is akin to a dwarf in The Hobbit, without a beard,  of course. I glared at them.

"Step out of the line, or i'll smack your head down, missy," the fat one second the motion.

"Go on," I ushered her in a nearby chair. The James dude scoff.

"Valiant bitch, eh?"

"You're the one who needs to step out of the line, Mr. Gangster-wanna-be," i seethed. The crowds let out an 'oohs'. He scoff and and punch me but i'm quicker and dodged his attack. He attempted a few punch and kicks but he failed at knocking me off. I'm getting bored so i decided to end the milee. In a swift pristine move, i hold his knuckles, pinching his pressure point on the wrist and back-handed him. He groans in pain.

"Don't underestimate us girls. So i'm offering you a truce. If you're not going to bully everbody, i'll let you go and spare you. And if you do, i'm gonna kick your ass," I whispered in his ear. Since he was a little bit taller than me, I was on my tippy toes. The other two was no longer to be found. Hah! Probably tucked their tails and ran away. The throng of teenagers gaping at us. He nods, frighteningly and let him go. He runs away. The crowds cheered and clamored.

"You ok now?"

"How the hell did you do that?" she asked, gaping at me. I winked at her.

"My dad taught me,"