Dean pulled up to L. V. Berkner High School and parked the Impala in an empty space. He turned to look at Sam "don't worry Sammy we'll be out of here soon." Sam gave him a sad smile. Dean felt bad, he wished they could be a normal family. He wished they could just stay in one place, go to one school and have an actual home instead of cheap motel rooms. He wished he didn't know about all the evil things in the world. But it was his responsibility to save people, the people who didn't know the things in their nightmares were real. Sam's voice broke Dean from his thoughts.
"Can we go in now?"
"Yeah. Meet me out here by the car after school."
"Okay" Sam responded, slinging his backpack over his shoulder.
Dean and Sam parted ways and headed to their assigned classes. Dean had Physics first period. He walked in and took a glance around the room, there were two people assigned to each lab table and the class had about 16 students in it.
"Excuse me. Where are your books?" The Teacher, Mrs. Smith asked.
"I don't need 'em sweetheart. I'm not gonna' be here long." Dean replied in his usual cocky manner.
Mrs. Smith sighed clearly irritated with his attitude "What's your name?"
"Dean Winchester"
"Well Dean tomorrow I expect you to have your books."
"Yes ma'am." Dean smirked.
"Now please take a seat next to Melissa. Melissa please raise your hand. She will also be your lab partner for any upcoming projects." The whole class started giggling as a girl with pale skin and chocolate brown hair slowly looked up from her books and raised her hand, she was clearly a loner. Dean sat down next to her, he was about to speak to her when the bell rang, signaling that classes had officially begun. Dean had no clue what Mrs. Smith was talking about but apparently Melissa did, as she scribbled down notes during the whole class. The bell rang and the classroom quickly emptied, leaving him and Melissa.
"Could you tell me where Mr. Dames Pre Calculus is?" He asked Melissa.
"Um, yes I'll show you" Melissa responded quietly not meeting his eyes as she zipped her bag.
She showed him to class and everything was the same, the teachers asked where his books were and he responded with the same answer.
It was now lunch time and Dean looked around, all the preps, nerds, drama kids, and band geeks were all sitting at their designated tables. As he exited the lunch line, he noticed Melissa sitting alone at an empty table, ignoring the cheerleaders, he headed over to sit with her.
"You shouldn't sit here" she said glancing at him.
"And why is that?" Dean asked leaning forward.
"Because, no one voluntarily sits here" she said finally looking at him. She had the brightest blue eyes Dean had ever seen, but yet they looked so broken, so empty. He barely knew her but he wanted nothing more than to just take away her pain.
"Oh, so will sitting here ruin my reputation?" Dean asked playfully.
"Yes." Melissa responded seriously.
"Well they can eat it." Dean said just as serious.
Melissa laughed and it was like music his ears. It had been a long time since she had laughed or even smiled. After she stopped laughing, she looked at Dean, who was now grinning. She blushed and looked away after quickly realizing how silent the cafeteria had gotten she looked back up. Everyone in the cafeteria was focused on them. Dean noticed her tense up and turned around to see all eyes on them. He turned his attention back to Melissa as she started to speak to him "I'm sorry, I have to go." She stated as she picked up her bags and left hastily. Dean stared at her empty seat, part of him wanted to get up and go after her, but the other part knew he should just let her be for now because she clearly wasn't used to all the attention she was getting. As the rest of the school day dragged on Deans mind kept wandering back to Melissa. He really wanted to get her to open up to him, he wasn't sure why but he was really interested in her, he just met her but he really wanted to know why she looked so broken.