If you don't like those High school type of fanfics, just click back to read other ones since this fanfic is-smile-. Otherwise, those who want to continue continue. And everything to high school names to team names are fictional.

Prologue-Change of Life

Many knew me as Jessica Lee Moore, mainly my parents, but my friends knew me as Jess. High school was a huge climax in my life, and everyone who went to Bridewood High, knew what exactly changed it from being ordinary….

Average girl who did what teenager girls do everyday: worry about our status with guys, who we're gonna have sex with and how good looking we are. Actually, those 3 are actually the everyday problems for sluts like Kimberly and Amelia Thomson.

I wouldn't worry about them, even if they're bitchy to almost every girl that walks or breathes near Dean Winchester, which I consider to be a playboy who breaks every girl's heart. So much that you'd want to strangle him with a chain….

And I can't forget his younger brother, Sam, who was practically a nerd and President of the Student council… But he wasn't a jerk like his brother, but what really got on my nerves was that he never talked with a girl, with the exception of his mother. I swear…I think he's gay sometimes…

Sure, Dean is the man of flirt and quarterback of the Ravens, but his girlfriends only last a week. Say ' they lose their value'. I mean, what are we? Trophies for guys to show how good they are to lure in girls?

And Sam, he's such a nerd. Everywhere you see him, he's reading a book or his name is on the honor's board. But you have to admit, even for a nerd like him, he would look better than his brother any day without the dorky clothes….

But I understand…Well almost about the whole dilemma between the two. After all, their parents were divorced as each never really got to know each other…As Sam Winchester lived with his mother and Dean with his father, it kind of shows really…

As for me, I find myself having a dilemma myself of which brother was my type. But I realized that both of them were, my type. One was daring, the other understanding….The perfect guy in my eyes would be if they were the same person. But that wasn't possible.

I never realized what true love was, until I met them face to face to realize the question I was asking myself for years…. Who do I love?

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Author's Note: A bit lame? I agree on you with that but I had to type it up and post it up since the idea was driving me crazy! Comment? Review? Flames? ( no flames please)