Authors Note-

Sam finds first love! But what kind of troubles will this love bring?

Hope you enjoy. x

Oh God. Oh God. Oh God i'm gonna be so late, Mr Gregson is gonna so kill me! Nice job Sam 2 days at this school and you're already freakin' running late for classes. Yes, room 305 is peeking just around the corner maybe I can make it to English without being murdered by crazy ol' Greg- CRAP!

"What the hell?!" A girl exclaims as I fall into a tangle of limbs.

"Oh crap. I am so sorry!"

"Yeah you should be!" the girl snaps as she prys herself from the ground.

I help her pick up her books with shaky hands. "I- I am really sorry" I quickly apologise

"Yeah whatever" The girl gets up and stomps off angrily.

"I" But it's too late she's gone around the corner. And now I have to face the rath that is Mr Gregson. I shuffle into the room and prepare for my fate. God I just want to leave this place..

Only one more class Sam you can do this, just think only 2 more weeks and Dad should be back and we can leave this stupid place and start new.. Again..

Ahh science Mr Harris was a calm guy and always late too so I find my seat quickly and still manage to be ten minutes early Then SHE comes in, crap! The only seat left is next to me. Great oh this is just fantastic. She scowls, but shuffles over to her seat next to me just as Mr Harris comes into the room.

It's an awkward lesson I can feel her eyes on me, but then the dreaded "partner up!" that escapes Mr Harris' lips destroys everything.

Everyone swiftly partners up leaving us two. She sighs and walks to the front to collect our equipment, I awkwardly follow.

"I'm Sam." I say trying to break the silence while walking to the nearest available bench. She glares at me, but sighs in defeat "Tilly".

The experiment remained mostly in silence excluding mentioning of what's what.

Tilly will look at me every so often her brows furrowing with the question lingering at her lips I go to speak until i'm interrupted by the girls soft voice "So what's your deal anyway?" Tilly looked up at me her eyes looking full of interest and wonder.

"My deal?" I stumble nervously

"Yeah, like I dunno, who are you? And why the hell do you bash into helpless girls in the hallway?" I stiffen a laugh she giggles possibly the most adorable sound i've heard and beams up at me.

"I really am sorry about that, I was just in a rush and yeah..." She lets out an adorable giggle of sympathy.

"Don't sweat it." she beams happily.

The lesson passed quickly Tilly brattled on about the dissection of the frog.

Once the bell had gone I was straight out the door headed in a beeline out to the car park, where I prayed I would see the impala. I busted out the two double doors of the school to find that Dean had ditched and the car was not in the carpark where it had been this morning.. This was Dean's hint for "with hot chick, don't wait up."

Sighing I begin walking "SAM!" I hear Tilly's voice echo behind me.

I turn around to see the petite girl jogging to catch up to me "Hey!" she beams.

"Hey, uh you headed this way?"

"Yeah, you mind walking me home?" She smiles

I stumble awkwardly but she's just to adorable her big eyes looking up at me so hopefully. "Yeah sure." Oh God this is gonna be great...

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Sam was his name. He was an awkward guy, but obviously sweet at heart. He was lanky he towered over my tiny stature of five foot and three inches, he had to be at least 6 foot he was lanky still growing into his new found height. He had pretty amber cat slanted eyes with flecks of green though out them. Those eyes were just hypnotizing...

He was so secretive I just. I just wanted to know more. As soon as the end of class bell had gone he was straight out the door almost sprinting out the door his long legs lurching quickly and swiftly through the crowds.

"Sam! Sam! Sam!" But he's already out the door. I run out the two doors in the hope of catching up to him. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs his lip jutted out in thought. He stared blankly at the carpark and then seemed to give a look of disappointment and began lurking away.

"Sam!" I call again. He turns around looking vaguely for the source of the sound and then finds my gaze I smile at him and then quickly begin to jog to catch up.

"Hey" I say breathlessly

"Hey, uh you headed this way?" He mumbles.

"Yeah, uh you mind walking me home?"

He seemed to be caught in thought looking around, but then coming to a conclusion. "Yeah sure." He smiled reassuringly

He began walking gesturing for me to follow him. "So, where you headed?" I say breaking the silence.

He looks down slightly surprised by the conversation "The Pines motel just down the street." He pointed west showing which way we were headed.

"Wait . Why are you staying a motel?" I ask curious as to what the hell a 15 year-old would be doing living in the seedy joint.

"I'm living there with my brother, 'cause my Dad's... Working..." He trailed off.

"You know Sam ..." I trail waiting for a last name to be given.

"Winchester." He adds.

"You know Sam Winchester you're very secretive " I stop and quickly step in front of him making him abruptly stop. "And I-I can kind of read you, y'know. Like I know that right now you're really scared of something or for someone... And I think that secrets suck. So what's bothering you Sam?" He looked stunned like he's almost just been hit by sudden realisation.. Geez had the kid never had anyone care or something?

"I-I. I don't know what your talking about. I'm fine. Really Tilly. Thank-you for caring, but I'm okay." He gave such a great look of sincerity and began to walk past me.

I followed by his side we walked at least five minutes until I noticed the portraying jiggle of his lips "Sam?"

He didn't look at me everting my gaze. I could imagine that his beautiful hazel green eyes were full of sorrow. I went to invade his gaze when I saw his glazed over eyes I knew my suspicions were confirmed. The giant 15 year old guy that looked like he was tough as nails was crying.

"Oh my gosh. Sam? What's the matter?" I ran over stopping him in his tracks once again. He looked frightened almost stunned at the sudden turn of emotion. He quickly weaved past me running into the forest off the track we were walking on. He ran, his long legs guiding him swiftly through the greenery. I ran after him as fast as my legs would carry me as the young boy revealed the large sum of muscle hidden beneath his shirt as he tore the plaid shirt from his body leaving only a thin t shirt remaining. He fell to the floor leaning against a tree, and then I saw something I thought I would of never see with my eyes. Sam Winchester was curled into a defensive ball crying like I've never seen anyone cry before.

I had no clue what to do about the blubbering mess of the firm teenager I had seen just minutes ago. So I did the only thing I thought right. I walked quietly over and comforted him. I sat down next to him placing my arms around him stroking his hair while shushing him gently. He was hesitant at first trying to pull away and reassure that he was okay, but he soon gave up on these feeble attempts, eventually melting into the embrace.