Hi there! Just a heads-up that this fanfiction is not finished yet. These first 2 chapters are kind of an intro to the story, actually. Like a teaser! Yeah. If you like it, let me know! Reviews are welcome.Anyway, have fun and enjoy your reading!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Supernatural or its characters.

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Dean Winchester never had faith. He didn't believe that there was someone out there that could love him enough to be his soulmate.

During his childhood, he used to wake up everyday and look at his tattoo. The coordinates on his right wrist were pretty much always the same:

N 38.960323

W -95.263223

On his left wrist, however, the coordinates showed the 7-hours-and-1-Missouri-away location of his soulmate:

N 40.883422

W -88.647554

It never really changed.

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Once Dean reached the age of 13, he met Cassie. Best friends, young lovers, but not soulmates. Eventually Cassie moved away, found her soulmate, and Dean was left forgotten.

With Lisa it was basically the same: they became best friends on the second year of High School, fell in love, but not remotely close to being soulmates. Lisa thought that it was better for everyone if they simply remained friends.

Dean was tired. Tired of falling in love with the wrong people, tired of feeling controlled by his stupid soulmate tattoo. He decided to wear wristbands and long sleeved shirts from now on. It would keep him from freaking out, after all.

His decision was supported by Sam, his fraternal twin. He also had had his heart broken because of the damn tattoo. First with Ruby, the girl that tricked him into believing that she was his soulmate; and then with Amelia, who said she "didn't care about that dumb tattoo" but dumped him as soon as she found Don, whose coordinates matched exactly with hers.

Even if the boys had an amazing example of how the whole soulmate thing can work out — a.k.a John and Mary's perfect 20 years old marriage — they were certain that their soulmates would never find their ways to them.

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The next year, Dean's heart skipped a beat when Benny first entered the chemistry lab. He was strong, tall and had beautiful grey-ish eyes that made Dean get instantly heads over heels for him. They grew friends, then lovers, but both of them hid their tattoos in some manner. Both afraid of being wrong.

At the begining of the summer, Dean felt so sure about what he felt for Benny that they decided to finally find out if they were really soulmates or if they've just been again deceived by their hearts. Though, to be honest, they didn't really think through the latter.

Once together in the middle of the city's park, they closed their eyes. Dean lift up his long sleeve and Benny took off his "Vampires Rule!" wristband. They opened their eyes.

And Dean's heart was broken again.

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The last year of High School should be iconic. Graduation, Prom, College Applications, all of that wrapping up the parties and goodbyes and young love and the feeling of starting your own life. It is supposed to be the last year of freedom, to enjoy being a teen and all that stuff.

Dean, however, was not so sure his last year would be anything but tiring and sad. He was looking forward to not fall in love with anyone, not even crushes were allowed. He would focus on his studies and nothing else. He would become his class' biggest nerd, surpassing even Sammy.

That was until the first day of class, when his eyes fell upon the blue eyed freshman sitting at the corner of the school's cafeteria.