Inning of Love (Complete and being edited)

Scarlett.

Tuesday Morning. Dean's Birthday and it was also Superhero/Villain Day of Spirit Week. Luckily, I still had my Halloween costume from last year that I could wear. I rolled out of bed and laid out the costume on my bed while I showered. Usually I wear light makeup but today I am being a little extra for my outfit, so I paint my face white, add light pink face paint on my cheeks for blush, apply heavy eyeliner with mascara, and then finally apply my deep red lipstick to my pouty lips. I then slip on the red and black Harley Quinn bodysuit which covers from head to toe. I pull over the top of my suit over my head, tucking my hair in, so that the jester hat sits on top. I don't have the red and black shippers she wears but I do have black, flat, ankle boots that go perfect with the outfit. Finally, I put on the last part, the black mask over my eyes.

Knock! Knock! I hear the front door and open it, welcoming in Nina. She is wearing a Captain Marvel outfit and she looks awesome! Her hair is slightly curled on the ends and her eyeshadow is a bright red with her shiny lip gloss, and to complete the look, her red boots. "Nina I love your outfit!" I say as I hug her lightly, not wanting to mess up either of our outfits.

"Me? Are you kidding? You look amazeballs! I am loving this....this entire look. And thank gosh you chose the original Harley Quinn costume."

"Thanks love. I swear I was so angry that they changed her outfit for that movie." I say as I grab my keys. "You ready to go?" Nina nods. Jake dropped her off so we take my car to school.

"Just letting you know, your bubble butt is a lot more noticeable in this costume of yours." She chuckles. "I wish I had some of your butt. I only got boobs."

Once we get to school, the bell is already ringing and we wave each other off, running to our classes so that we are not late, earning a few glances on the way. As soon as I stepped into English, I couldn't see anything else besides the guy dressed as Superman sitting in the desk that sits in front of my desk. Dean looks fucking hot, no sexy. Before I snap out of it and head to my desk, I catch him with his mouth open completely staring at me...good or bad I am not sure yet. "Damn." He said under his breath as I pass him to take a seat at my desk. I couldn't contain my chuckle or the burning in my cheeks.

"Of course, you're Superman." I whisper to him. I begin to open my book when I look up and Dean is staring at me again.

"Scarlett...I have to be completely honest with you and I don't mean to come off as sleezy or whatever but god damn. You look fucking good in that outfit." He says while looking straight into my eyes. My face crimsoned and I dropped my book on the ground.

As I leaned over to pick it up, Dean leaned over as well, touching my hand on the book in an attempt to retrieve it for me. He grabs the book and hands it to me, with his electric blue eyes boring into mine. There it goes again, my cheeks burning and the goosebumps slowly rising on my arms from his brief touch. "Th...thanks Dean" I nearly choke. "Oh and Happy Birthday. You're legally an adult now." I chuckle quietly, changing the subject.

Dean chuckles lightly and then replies, "Thank you, young lady," with that side smirk he does.

"Hey" I chuckle. "I am almost an adult too!" He chuckles and nods at me before saying, "I know."

About twenty minutes into class, the door opens and in walks Phoebe in a Cat woman costume. Almost the entire class whistles and cheers at her appearance. She has her blonde hair in tight curls that dangle past her shoulders, dark eyeshadow, winged eyeliner, red lipstick, and painted on whiskers. Her cat ears are black and fluffy, and the outfit is leather and is clinging to her body, showing all of her curves. With all of that and her knee high boots, I hate to admit it but she looks good. Phoebe flicks her hair and I can't help but notice her black pointy acrylic nails that she must have just gotten done for this outfit. When she sits down she glances back to Dean and gives him a quick smile and looks at him as if waiting for his compliment. I think, besides me, Dean was the only other student not hollering for Phoebe.