SAM P.O.V
Dean stares at Vanessa's ass as she walks away. The, obviously conflicted, he looks back at the young blonde girl who thinks he's a super model or something. I don't even things she's legal yet.
He smiles drunkly and I know there's going to be trouble. In one swift movement he raises his hand, his fingers vaguely forming a "V". And then its too late, I can't stop it, his mouth opens and the words come out.
"Oh and sorry sweetheart," he pauses to giggle so quiet that only I can here him, "I'm already getting laid." Poor Vanessa, her face goes red with embarrassment. Everyone heard what Dean said.
I slap my brother as hard as I can. "Dude!" I shout, "that was an innocent female!"
"She was NOT innocent! Did you SEE the way she looked at me?!"
"Yeah, the same way you look at every girl you see!" I say, yelling. "Seriously, what does that girl have that Vanessa doesn't."
"That girl," he gestures to the blonde one, "is a hot cheerleader. Vanessa's...not."
I hope Dean falls in love one day, so he can feel everybody elses pain. I try to imagine that world and my head starts to sting the way it does whenever I get premonitions.
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