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As I am walking to my locker, Gabe jumps on my back. "Hello moose."he smirks. I laugh. "You do realise we just meant and it are acting like we've known each other for years"I say. He nods.

"Yep. Now roller skating. Still coming?"he asks. "Yep. But my brother has to come"I smile awkwardly. "Oh. That's fine. Cassie can hang with someone"he smirks.

"Ok"I get to my locker and open it. "Also I may or may not have detention with you"he says.

"Why?"I ask. "I may have said something to a teacher that will cause years of therapy"he laughs. I nod. "Ok than. Well, guess we are stuck together"I say.

"Yep. So.........."he shrugs. I smile at him. "What?"I ask. "Nothing. I got nothing"he says.

I close my locker. "Ok. Well I have to meet my brother in the parking lot"I point to the exit. He nods. "Me to"he says. We start walking.

As we are walking someone bumps into me. "Watch it freak"some kid says. I gave him a look. "You watch it"I say. The guy turns around. "What was that?"he asks. I smile at him. "You. Watch. It"I whisper.

"Michael leave him alone"Gabe gets between us. That's right. Jess's boyfriend. "Why should I. The freak wants to fight."Michael laughs.

I grip my backpack. "What. Don't like being called freak. Well, freak"he whispers the last part. I take a deep breath. "...."I look at the exit and there's Dean. I move pass Micheal and than pass Dean. Straight to the impala. Dean quickly follows after me.

"Were you gonna beat him?"he asks me. I don't answer. "Did he touch you? Sammy listen to me. Did he touch you?"he asks me. I roll my eyes but feel him grab my hands. "Sam. Did. He. Touch. You?"he asks again.

"No. I'm fine"I get out of his grip. "You gotta be careful. I know I said you can do whatever you want to protect yourself. But I don't want them touching you"he says.

I laugh. "Why? Because of the old me?"I ask. He just stares at me. "Exactly. Dean I can do whatever I want. I'm strong. I can punch people and I can take a punch"I say.

"Just don't want you hurt. No mater what, your still my little brother"he says. "I know what you wanted to say"I get in the car. The whole ride is silent.

What's there to talk about. Absolutely nothing.

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