Flagstaff- 1999-Dean-20, Sam-16
He wasn't sure exactly where he was going, but he had to get far away from his dad and brother just for a little while. Walking with a backpack filled with water bottles and a few granola bars and of course his hunting guns and a few knives, he made strong strides towards the edge of town when he saw someone he could of sworn he knew, walking forward a bit more he could recognize the girl Melanie James from his AP biology and Geometry classes. Melanie had long black hair that was pin straight down her back, and her arms were lined with bruises and cuts. She had been sent to the guidance consular more than once to be questioned about abuse so he had heard anyways. She was dressed in a loose black sweatshirt with shorts and a backpack on her back.
"Melanie?" he calls out and she turns quickly.
"Do I know you?" she asks gripping something in her sweatshirt's pocket.
"Uh sorta we go to the same school," says Sam, "I'm Sam Winchester…I'm in your AP biology and Geometry class,"
"Oh yeah quiet, dark and tall new kid?" she asks.
Sam was a bit amused by her description of him.
"That's me," he answers.
"Interesting," says Melanie, "so quiet, dark and tall new kid what are you doing here? In the middle of nowhere?"
"Good question what are you doing here?" asks Sam.
"Isn't the pack back and dark hoody enough?" asks Melanie.
"You're running away?" asks Sam.
"What's with the judging you are too," says Melanie, "we all look alike runaways hoodies backpacks filled with food and the little money to your name?"
"So you've run away before?" asks Sam.
"Life at home ain't that worthwhile," says Melanie, "my dad and sister always come back for me a few days later when they realize I'm gone,"
"What about your mom?" asks Sam.
"She's dead," says Melanie bluntly her strides picking up again.
Sam didn't mean to bring up bad memories for her just he had been curious as to why she didn't mention her mother.
"Melanie wait," says Sam not wanting her to go by herself, "why don't we just stay together just for a little bit longer?"
"Fine," says Melanie, "tell me about yourself Sam I've told you more about myself then I've told anybody in a while…..where are you from?"
"Well everywhere," states Sam.
"Everywhere isn't a place Sam," says Melanie, "it's a 3200 miles where were you born?"
"Lawrence, Kansas," answers Sam.
"Funny I was born in Clifton in Kansas," says Melanie, "think that's been the only time my family was in Kansas,"
"You move around a lot?" asks Sam.
"Yeah Dad's stationed in the military we move every like six months…..I think my record is 10 new schools in a year," says Melanie.
"Mines 14," says Sam walking beside her now.
Melanie stares up at him for a while, before making a turn and walking just outside of Flagstaff.
"I've stopped trying to make friends anymore," she admits, "it's just not worth it to lose them afterwards anyways,"
"I know the feeling," says Sam, "my dad says family's the only thing you can count on,"
"Your dad and my dad would get along quit well," says Melanie, "your dad in the military?"
"Nope marines," answers Sam, "or he was,"
"What does he do now?" asks Melanie.
"Traveling salesman," answers Sam, "hey Melanie where are we going exactly?"
"Anywhere the wind takes us!" says Melanie stretching out her arms, "wherever we end up we end up,"
She was different that was for sure, Sam smiled at her antics. She smiles at him and the two continue wherever it was they were going.
A/N: Continue or no?