Summary: AU. Jimmy knows that something's not right with Anya. He has from the first week after he met her, but what he finds out is so much more horrifying than he'd ever imagined. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Anya White.

A/N: Hi, guys! This is gonna be a little dark. I was originally going to have Castiel there instead of Jimmy but I changed my mind hehe. Enjoy! Comments are loved! xxxxxxx

Behind Blue Eyes

One

Anya's stereo played Summer of '69 as she got ready for her first day of college. She grabbed her books and folders, putting them into her over-shoulder bag before going to the bathroom.

"Anya."

Anya stopped and sighed, turning to look at her boyfriend who lay sprawled in bed beside her. There he was, light blonde hair looking windswept despite him just lying in bed as he had the night before, big blue eyes cutting deep into her own dark blue ones as they stood looking at one another. He was handsome, strong and brave, and in a way, Anya did love him. Maybe not in the way he wanted.

"Come back to bed." He said, patting the mattress beside him.

Anya shook her head and swallowed.

"Please, Michael…" She breathed, "It's the first day of college…I'm studying what I've always wanted to…"

She looked to her feet and shuffled, auburn curls falling from her shoulders and in front of her face.

"Please let me go…" She whispered, suddenly having an idea, "I'll make up for it later…"

Michael smirked and nodded.

"Good girl."

Anya smiled and headed into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

Upon leaving the apartment not long after, Anya walked the streets to the University building, the golden, brown and red autumn leaves floating around her as she wore her thin beige scarf and beret, beige coat reaching her thighs as it covered her dark grey jeans and thin baby pink sweater. Her pristine white sneakers crunched through the fallen leaves as her grey over-shoulder bag bounced slightly against her side as she walked. Her iPod played What Have You Done by Within Temptation as she made her way to the building, the lyrics hitting home far too much for her. She had to switch the song to something else before she made her way inside, looking for her first performing arts class.

"Dude, we'll catch up later," Dean Winchester said, slinging his bag over his shoulder and touching knuckles with his best friend, Jimmy Novak lightly, "Have a good day in class."

Jimmy smiled and nodded.

"Same to you."

Dean smiled and they went on their separate ways, Jimmy heading down the dull corridors before reaching his performing arts class, taught by a woman named Pamela Barnes. The group of fifteen entered the room, finding themselves to be the smallest class of the course. The induction speech made by Pamela was, as she told them, "Purely routine and goddamn boring", and Jimmy found himself being distracted, but not by an environmental distraction, but by the utter beauty of the girl sat at the desk next to his.

She had the most stunning auburn, shoulder length curls, breathtaking dark blue eyes and a small, straight nose with a pointed tip, lips plump and luscious, top lip slightly sharp but delicious all the same. Her long, stunningly shaped legs clad in dark grey jeans while her top half was clad in a thin baby pink sweater, breasts ample as they protruded from her gorgeous waist, white teeth biting on her pen as she listened. Her hands were mostly covered, fingers slender and dainty with a small, but gorgeous amount of nail on them, giving her fingers that final touch to make them more feminine. She blinked a few times, turning and seeing him looking at her. Confusion washed over her eyes and she smiled, a little unsure. Jimmy smiled back and she smiled even wider.

"Hi." Jimmy whispered.

"Hi." She replied, blushing and covering it up before returning to listening to Pamela.

Jimmy did too, figuring it was the best thing to do.

After class, Jimmy left the room to see that gorgeous girl on the phone.

"No, Michael…" He heard her say, trying his best not to overhear, "I promise…I told you I'd make it up to you, didn't I…? Okay…no…I…I can't…please don't get mad at me…I love you too…bye, baby."

She hung up and sighed, turning and bumping into Jimmy by accident.

"Oh my God…I…I'm so sorry…" She breathed, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Jimmy laughed, "Are you okay?"

The girl nodded and smiled, looking up at him with her gorgeous blue eyes.

"My name's Jimmy…" He said, holding his hand out to her, "Jimmy Novak."

"Anya White…" She replied, "Nice to finally get to talk to you properly, Jimmy."

"Same to you." Jimmy said softly, "Umm…we don't have another class for a couple of hours…do you wanna go for a coffee?"

Anya beamed, blushing a little.

"I'd like that."

-TBC-