The Crashing

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Scarlett's POV

𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜 lunch to take to my dorm room when Dean calls.

"Hey I need your help." Dean says over the phone.

"With what? I saw the news." I say eagerly.

"We need a place to crash." He says.

"I'll help but people can't know, I was gifted the house by my uncles, Dean I swear to god if people find out, I will find you and kill your ass." I say.

"Not before I make you scream so loud everyone learns my name." He says making me choke on the air.

"Dean! You can't just— don't say that." I say flustered.

"Scarlett you're a screamer." He says making my checks flush.

"Dean you can't just say that, I'm in public, oh hey Alexzander." I say once I say see Alexzander waving at me. Alexzander is a flirt, lets get that straight, ever since the day with him driving me back to Mystic Falls, he made it clear he's interested, and I'm technically not taken. If I'm honest he isn't ugly, he's quiet attractive and kind, I've kinda flirted with him.

"Hello Ms.Gilbert. Are we still still up for the study session tonight?" Alexander asks.

"You'll see me there tonight Mr.Raven." I say giving him a small smile.

"Yeah, I'll get your favorite noodle soup with some shrimp fried rice." Alexzander says making me smile.

"God you're the best Mr.Raven. I'll tell the ladies all about you." I say teasing he lets out a laugh.

"I told you Scarlett the only one I'm after is you." He says giving me a check smile.

"See you around Alexzander Raven

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"See you around Alexzander Raven." I say letting out a small giggle.

"I will see you tonight Ms.Gilbert." Alexander sways loudly causing people to look at us while I let out a laugh.

"Who's Raven? New professor?" Dean asks. I laugh.

"No he's a friend, he's a year older. He's a sweet kid." I say as I watch Alexzander leave.

"So study season?" Dean says teasingly.

"Yeah, he's like Sam smart. He's a friend." I say as my checks are flushed.

"It sounds like he likes you. Preppy boy likes you." He teases.

"Oh Winchester, trust me when I tell you he's anything but preppy, he rides a motorcycle and he has tattoos, and he his rough around the edges. He's sweet, I think my parents would love to see me with a guy like him." I say.

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