Prologue
It was a normal day for me. I would wake up, check my phone and get ready for school. At the end of the day, I would go home instantly, never really being social. At night I would brush my long brunette hair and look at my reflection, green-grey-blue eyes looking at me. I would let my eyes wander, following the curves of my body.
Instead of a normal day, I put myself out of my routine. I went to school, but instead of going straight home, I wound up at the local library, picking out multiple books and locked myself in my room.
I never was one for girly things very much, wearing pants or jeans and loose clothes. I would wear glasses for my eyes, reading in the dark was challenging at best.
As I went to sleep that night, a sudden thought occurred to me.
'What would it be like if I could change Supernatural? Would it be as terrible as it was? Or would it be worse?' I thought, before an unladylike snort escaped me. 'I'm more likely to become a billionaire than being transported in that fandom.'
Closing my eyes, I sighed pleasantly before darkness enveloped me with her warmness, her silent lullaby echoing in my sleepy mind.