CHAPTER 1
It was 7:00am, and Dean was dreading go back to school. Yeah he missed his friends, but he hated the teachers, they expected so much from him. The only thing he wanted to do was take work at his uncle Bobby's car repair shop. That was the only thing he was good at. Dean sighed as he forced himself out of his memory foam bed, and tugged on a pair of faded blue jeans and a black T-shirt. Trudging to the bathroom he brushed his teeth and combed his hands through his hair as attempt to brush it, realizing it wasn't doing much good he shrugged and walked down the stairs towards the kitchen. He smelled pancakes and sausage, meaning Sammy was up before him… again. "Morning" Dean grumbled, his voice still thick with sleep. "Morning baby" his mom said and kissed his head, Dean groaned sarcastically about how he was getting too old for his mother to kiss him. but really he was glad. He put his plate in the sink and yelled "Sammy let's go, don't make me drag you out the door!" "Coming!" Sam almost tripped down the stairs making Dean laugh. "Bye mom!" they yelled in unison while walking out the door to Dean's beloved Impala that his dad John got him for his 16th birthday.
"Okay Sammy, I know this is your first day, so don't be weird, make some friends, and if anyone tries to pick on yo-" "If anyone tries to pick on me, go straight to you because the principal won't do damn squat. I know dean you've said this about a million times!" "Bitch" "Jerk", and with that they went their separate ways.