Amusville, Ohio, was by far, the ugliest little town the Winchester brothers had ever seen. And that included a town in Illinois where the only jobs were to be found in the fertilizer factory upwind of the entire population. So when Sam started complaining to their dad about moving yet again, Dean didn't even try to defend their father. He was silently on Sam's side, but Dean just basically ignored the whole fight going on in the living room, and continued to stare out attic window (where his room was now, thanks to Sam's freakishly long legs and unfair head start) at the town that so far, officially sucked. And he hadn't even seen the school yet. All Dean had seen was the local Krogers and he was not impressed. The cute check out girl who was flirting with him, suddenly changed her tune and threatened him with sexual harassment when she found out his dad was renting out the most run down house in the neighborhood. They were escorted out of the store by a guy who was Sammy's age, with a mullet and a nose ring. The kid was wearing a smirk the whole time. Dean has made it his own personal mission to take that punk down hard. Maybe with his car….
"Dean! Get you butt down here! It's your night for dishes and we have to go school shopping!"
Dean sighed, and started to trek loudly downstairs. He wasn't gonna vocally complain, like Sam, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to be as annoying as possible till they blew this town. "I'm coming Sammy, keep your panties on!"
"It's Sam, now come on! You gotta drive, dad's at the library! Something about a haunted theatre. Do you think they have advanced English classes here?"
"Keep your nerdness contained, man. You're a junior now, act like it. Get a girl or somthin, Jesus, kid…"
Sammy continued to mumble to himself, ignoring Dean. They made their way through the dishes, all five of them, and climbed into the car. It wasn't until Dean started his Baby, that he realized school shopping meant going back to Krogers, and he did not want to deal with that punk, or that girl who wasn't even that cute at all. He almost ditched the whole thing, until he saw the look on Sammy's face as he talked about how excited he was to go to Fairfield High.
"…..and I know that the towns a dump, but I looked up the school's history and they have a great academic achievement record. They even have Mr. Kacey! You know, that famous teacher who was on the news last week for his work. How did they even get him? Do you think he'll let me take his calculus class?" Throughout the whole speech, Sam did not once take a breath, and the smile on his face was worth anything. So Dean sucked it up, put the car in gear, and said, " Hey Sammy, do you want the Princess notebook, or the Mermaid one?"
As his little brother squawked in outrage, Dean smiled to himself, and hoped they would stay there forever.
As the first day of school dawned, Sam could feel himself get sick. Sure, he was excited, but he didn't have a great track record with meeting new people. That thought made him more nervous then anything, no matter how cool it was to learn under Mr. Kacey. He dressed with apprehension, pulling on the "new" clothes Dean had bought from a thrift store while their dad had been researching a vampire nest in Arizona. Usually Sam would have been embarrassed, but the jeans were so comfortable, and just faded enough to be cool, while the striped button up shirt was something he might've picked out himself. As weird as his brother was, Dean knew him well, which could be a scary thing, but Sam refused to dwell on that. All he wanted was a peaceful full of the new school experience. Sure, he hated moving around, but sometimes it was nice to learn about new places and to see all the different ways teachers could teach. Not that he would ever tell dad that. Sam did have his pride after all.
" Move your ass, Samantha! I'm tired of waiting, if your hair doesn't look perfect now, its never going too!" Sam's cheeks flushed in anger as he ran out to the Impala. He made sure to flip Dean off and slam the door at the same time. Dean just laughed and started the car.
" You're a jerk, Dean. I'm not a girl."
" No, you're a whiny bitch, now shut up and let me enjoy my tunes." And the brothers drove off into the fog of early morning Ohio, that lasts until June, towards the school that would change everything. Or maybe it would just kill one of them. Who the hell knew?
AN: This is my first story, and I plan to introduce a whole cast of Original Characters, so be sure to comment constructively. Please don't be cruel. I will cry. Really.