The Supernatural Diaries {Book One}

Elena I

  Dear Diary,

  Today will be different. It has to be. I will smile, and it will be believable. I'll smile and say, "I'm fine, thank you. Yes, I feel much better." There's only one person who might see through the mask I wear, but I know he won't force me to talk about it. That's what I love most about him.

  I will no longer be the sad little girl who lost her parents. I will start fresh, be someone new. It's the only way I'll make it through.

As I finished off the last sentence in my journal, I heard the familiar rumble of a car engine outside. Closing my diary, I looked outside my window and saw Dean leaning against the hood of his Impala looking up at me with a lopsided grin on his face. I felt my mood brighten when I saw that mischievous twinkle in his emerald eyes.

There was something about the way he always seemed to be upbeat in even the grimmest situations without ignoring the problem. He was lighthearted and goofy and always persevered through the crisis. It reminded me that he knows what it is like to lose both of your parents and still keep moving. It gave me yet another reason why I should keep going. It made me remember that I'm not alone.

I smiled back at him, before turning back around and grabbing my things and heading out to meet him. When I got to the Impala or "Baby" as he calls her, I immediately threw my arms around him in a tight hug and let myself just soak up his presence. "Hey, beautiful," he said, once we finally let go.

"Hey."

"I hate to be that guy, but I've gotta ask, are you okay?" He asked tentatively. I hesitated. On the one hand, I could do exactly what I said I would and say, "Yes, I'm fine, thank you" and change the subject. But on the other hand, I'm pretty sure he would know if I'm lying. So I simply said, "I'll get there eventually." He huffed quietly and brought me in for another hug. This time, we both held on a little longer.

Great. It's the beginning of the day and already I'm getting emotional.

"All right, all right, no more chick flick moments," he sighed. I nodded in agreement. Then, he opened up the passenger door and stepped aside to let me get into the car. "Hey, Elena," a feminine voice said behind me, as the car door closed. I turned around and saw my friend Bonnie smiling at me.

Time to put on my brave face. I thought.

"Hey, Bonnie," I looked over to the boy sitting next to her. "Hey, Sam." "Hi," he replied. Just then, Dean opened up the door and slid into the driver's seat, his keys clinking together in his hand as he went.

"Okay, everybody, seatbelts on?"

"Yup!" Sam said.

"Alright," he exhaled.

Then he started up the car and drove off.

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We were driving through the town square past Mainstreet and all Bonnie could do was talk about all the crazy things Grams said to her. "So, Grams is telling me I'm psychic," Bonnie said. "Funny, Aunt Sheila said the same thing to me," Sam snarked. "Something about sensing an otherworldly presence within me and being able to glimpse the future and potentially read minds." Dean chuckled softly at the two of them and I allowed myself a small smile.

"Haha, but seriously. She said our ancestors were from Salem, which isn't all that crazy, but she just keeps going on and on about it, and I'm just like put this woman in a home already!" Bonnie explained. "But then, I started thinking and I predicted Obama, I predicted Heath Ledger, and I still think Florida..." By that point, I had zoned off and resigned myself to staring out of the window, as we passed by the cemetery. Thoughts of my parents' deaths came flooding to the forefront of my memory and just like that whatever happiness I had felt earlier was gone.

"Hey," Dean's voice snapped me out of my head. "Huh?" I said, looking at him. "Are you okay?" He asked. I exhaled deeply and shook my head, once I realized everyone was looking at me. "I'm sorry, I did it again. I am sorry, guys," I apologized. "There's nothing to be sorry for, Elena," Sam consoled. "It's fine."

"So, uh, Bonnie, you were talking about the fact that..." Dean changed the subject, thankfully. Bonnie seemed to understand his meaning and went right back to talking about her newfound psychic powers. I honestly have the best friends ever.

"Okay, then how 'bout you predict something," Sam challenged, "and It has about Dean and Elena." "Whoa, wait up, little bro, why am I in this now?" "Because Bonnie is obviously gonna say something hopeful and happy about Elena, but the same cannot be said for you," Sam retorted.

Bonnie and I looked at each other with wide eyes, as we struggled to hold back out laughter.

"Bitch!"

"Jerk!"

"Boys," I said warningly, having mostly calmed down. Dean rolled his eyes in annoyance, but I could see hints of a smirk trying to spread across his lips. "Okay, okay," Bonnie cleared her throat. "I predict that Elena--" "Son of a bitch!" Dean shouted as a crow slammed into the windshield before flying off. He slammed his foot on the breaks and we all lurched forward, as the Impala swerved around the corner and came to a stop.

"What was that?" Bonnie gasped.

"Oh, my God!" Sam breathed.

I couldn't say anything because I was too busy fighting off an oncoming panic attack. As if sensing my distress, Dean looked to me and told me to take deep breaths to calm down. "It's okay, you're okay. Just breathe, alright?" I did what he said and took three deep breaths before slumping against the bench of the car. "I'm okay," I said airily. Dean visibly relaxed, and most of the tension left his shoulders.

"Was that a bird that just flew across the windshield?" Sam asked. "It just came out of nowhere," Bonnie piggybacked. "Yeah, well, if I ever see that flying rat again, I'll shoot it!" Dean seethed. "Now, Elena, are you sure you're okay?" Sam repeated.

"Yeah, Sam, I-I can't be freaked out by cars for the rest of my life," I responded. Bonnie smiled at all of us and said, "I predict that this year is gonna be kick ass. And I predict that all the sad and dark times are over with and we are all going to be beyond happy." I grinned adoringly at Bonnie and so did Sam and Dean.

"Well then, here is to an awesome school year unlike nothing we've ever seen," Dean proclaimed. "Here's to us kickin' ass and takin' names and living up our high school lives."

"Amen, brother," Bonnie agreed.

"Here, here," Sam replied.

Then, he turned those dazzling green eyes upon me and gave me an impish smirk. I beamed at him and nodded. "Hell, yeah."

"Atta girl!" Then he started up the car again we continued on our way to school with renewed spirits.

We didn't notice the same crow watching us from where it was now perched on the stop sign.

To Be Continued...

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