𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 | 𝒔𝒂𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

𝒛𝒆𝒓𝒐. 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒔

"Sam, Jess! Come on, guys! We'll be late!" Caitlin shouted, knocking on her best friends' door. She had lifted up the top of her dress, trying to cover up as much of her chest as she could, but because of the outfit itself, there was still a little chest area.

"Hey! My, don't you look stunning, Princess Leia!" Jess complimented upon opening up the door. "Thank you! And I bet Sam will fall head over heels to have you as his nurse.~" Caitlin teased, making Jess roll her eyes and smirking.

"You have no idea."

"Oh! Ew! Don't explain the 'tails!" Caitlin exclaimed, laughing vigorously while entering her friend's room. She looked around, trying to find the curly headed man that lived there. "Yo, Sammy! You dead or something?!"

"Dude, I'm right here.." Caitlin turned around, seeing the man sitting on the couch not too far away, an eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face. "And it's Sam. 'Sammy' sounds like a chubby 12 year old."

"That's just mean. Calling a twelve year old kid named Sammy chubby." Sam chuckled, shaking his head. "She's right, Sam. You're making a kid feel bad spiritually." Jess said, making prayer hands before laughing up a storm.

"Jessica!" Caitlin gasped, lightly tapping the girl's arm. "What? It's true!"

"Come on, you two. We gotta go before the party starts!" Caitiln reminded, Jess nodding and grabbing her purse. "Alright, let's go!"
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"Okay, tell the truth..did you really hear Mr. Keller fart in the middle of Anthropology class?" Caitiln asked, while sipping down on her club soda. "Yes! God, he must have been so embarrassed! I know I would!" Jess responded, Caitlin choking slightly on her drink while laughing.

"I heard that he always farts during class, but I never believed it until today!" Sam said, laughing along with the two women. "You guys are amateurs!"

"Oh, and you aren't?" Jess teased, Caitlin rolling her eyes. "What do you think, Jess?"

"I think..you need another club soda. And you.." Jess began, kissing Sam's cheek. "Need a drink, too." Jess walked away, leaving Caitlin and Sam shake their heads. "You know she is something when she drinks.."

"That obivous?" Caitlin shook her head once more, silently praying to herself that she won't be like this when Caitlin has her first drink. Caitlin looked away from Jess and to the crowd, seeing everyone mingling with others and laughing and joking and dancing. Caitlin wasn't a real party person, but she knew she had to live her life one way or another and this was it.

But that all changed when she looked towards the bathrooms. She gasped softly, upon seeing a tall man with short brown hair, a hairy stubble with blue eyes and was wearing a brown trench coat, a dress shirt with a tie and pants probably to a suit set. Her eyes went wider than usual as his gaze and hers met and her eyes began to twitch in anger, knowing who it was.

"Cait.." Caitlin snapped out of her trance, looking to Sam, who looked behind him before turning back. "What's wrong? You okay?"

"I..uh.." Caitlin looked back towards the bathrooms, not seeing the man in the trench coat anymore and she took her eyes back to Sam. "I'm okay. Just...I just thought I saw someone familiar, but I guess I didn't."

"Yeah. That happens here."

"So...I heard about your SATs.."

"Oh, yeah."

"Aaaand?"

"1..7..4."

Caitlin's eyes shot wide open, her hands slowly rising to clap them togther, an impressed look on her face. "Damn..pretty damn good there, champ."

"What about you?"

"162." Sam nodded his head in impression, while also mimicking Caitlin and the blonde rolling her eyes. "Impressive for a Princess."

"Oh, you take that back!" Caitlin exclaimed, punching Sam lightly in the arm. "Nope. I meant what I said."

"He's calling you a Princess again, isn't he?" They both heard while looking to see Jess hand Sam a beer and Caitlin another club soda. "Yes! And he won't take it back!"

"Well, I mean.." Caitlin's jaw dropped to the floor and she held a hand up to her chest, mocking her offense. "Wow, Jess..I thought you were on the Rebellion, you joined the Empire?"

Jess laughed, Caitlin blinking her shock away. "Wow!"

"Oh, hey! I have something my car I need to get." Jess explained, getting up from the table. "Oh, no. You're not going anywhere. I'll grab it. What does it look like?"

"It's in a brown backpack. Just bring the whole bag." Jess reminded, Caitlin nodding before she grabbed Jess' keys and made a trip outside.
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"Alright, brown backpack, brown backpack..ah! Found you!" Caitlin exclaimed, finding the brown Michael Kors bag underneath the passenger seat. As she crawled from out of the backseat, she looked up, seeing the same man again and glared instantly.

"What are you doing here?" The man asked, Caitlin glaring death into him. "I could be asking you the same thing."

"I'm just making sure you're okay, Grace-"

"I'm fine, Castiel. Fan-freaking-tastic. Now that that's settled. You can leave." Caitlin interrupted speed walking past the man, Castiel.

"Grace-"

"Do you know why I don't use my real name? Because I'm on a mission..to protect the Winchesters. My vessel is Caitlin Michaels so that's what I'm going to go by. Don't call me Grace. Now, the road's back that, feel free to leave." Caitlin pointed towards the road that intersected with the college entrance and began to walk away back towards the frat house. "Oh, and another thing, if I ever see you around here again, I won't hesitate to hurt you."