Sam and his First Kiss, Shakespeare Style

Summary:

Pre-series: This will be a three chapter story about Sam's relationship with Dean, a girl named Heather and her family. Takes place in 1999 in Idaho and will focus on how he had his first crush and first kiss. Lots of teen angst/family drama.

Rated T for language.

I would like to thank my friend and beta-reader, Breean, for being considerate and extremely accommodating in my time of need.

In addition, I need to express gratitude to my mom for being encouraging.

I DoNot Own 'Supernatural', it belongs to the Eric Kripke and the CW and I'm only using them for the entertainment of this story.

Introduction:

Sixteen year old Sam is attending Twin Falls High School in (you guessed it, Twin Falls), Idaho and lives in a small rented house with his dad and brother Dean, who is twenty.

Chapter One

The snooze alarm has been going off for over twenty minutes and clearly Sam is irritated as he walks back into the bedroom of his oldest brother. "Dean, c'mon, get up already. I'm gonna be late for school…again." Since the eldest Winchester didn't move, Sam flings a pillow and smacks Dean in the head.

"Bitch." Dean mumbles underneath the covers until Sam threw another pillow and this makes him turn over. "You hit me in the head again, its gonna be the last thing ya do…ever!"

"Well, I wouldn't have to hit ya if you could just get up and take me to school already. We gotta leave now, jerk."

"Sammy, you're such a geek boy. I've never met anybody who's so damn excited just to go to school." Dean questions with one brow rose. "How are we even related?"

"Duh, we have the same DNA; therefore that's how we're related."

"Oh, Sammy, for someone who's so damn smart, you're really stupid." Dean mocks as he walks into the kitchen.

"Whatever, Dean, lets get going." Sixteen year old Sam tells his brother as he grabs his backpack and opens the backdoor to see his neighbors' waiting for them.

(Heather Ramsey is also sixteen and is in the same grade as Sam. She is slighter taller than he is, has dark auburn hair and chocolate brown eyes. They have become exceptionally good friends over the summer when The Winchesters moved into a little house next door. Her mother, Traci, is a single parent who works two jobs and relies heavily on Heather to watch her two siblings- blonde haired, blue-eyed twins, Christopher and Nicole are twelve and in the seventh grade. Both have crushes on Dean: Chris thinks Dean is the coolest and admires him a great deal, whereas, Nicki has fallen head-over-heals. Dean always shoots down her advances, but that doesn't stop her).

"Hi, Heather."

"Good morning Sam, are you guys finally ready?"

As he rolls his eyes, Sam shouts, "Yeah, we're finally ready!"

"Shut up bitch and get in the damn car!" Dean exclaims.

"I call shot-gun!" Christopher screams as he runs to the Impala.

"No, dweeb, I called it yesterday!" Nicole yells and then takes a hold of Dean's hand, "I wanna sit by my man."

Dean removes Nicki's hand and tells her to get in the back and this makes Chris extremely happy as he hops into the passenger side. 'Back in Black' blasts onto the radio; as a result Chris begins to rock out.

"Dean! Dean!" Sam bawls. His brother looks into his review mirror as Sam makes hand gestures to turn down the radio, but this only makes Dean turn it up louder.

Heather and Sam scream in agreement. "Dean, turn that down!" The eldest Winchester reluctantly turns down the music, while Sam gives him the bitch look.

"It's my Dean's car and he could do whatever he wants, right honey." Nicki states, as she pats Dean on the shoulder.

"Your Dean. Shut up, Nicki, because you are making a fool of yourself…again." Heather firmly states.

"You shut up! Just because you're the oldest, it doesn't give ya the right to be bossy!" Nicki adds, "Besides, I had to stick up for my man."

Chris and Heather snicker as Nicki sticks her tongue out.

"Oh, that's real mature, young lady." Heather asks with a smirk. "What would mom say?"

"Go to hell, Heather!"

"You watch your damn mouth, Nicole Lee Ramsey, or I'm gonna wash that filthy mouth out with soap!" Heather tells her little sister face to face, "When mom is not around, I'm in charge, so that's why I get to be bossy!"

"Yeah, so shut up Nicki!" Chris shouts in agreement.

"You shut your trap or I'll…" Nicole is being interrupted by Dean.

"All of you shut your freaking pie-holes! I have the mother of all hangovers and this damn, nonsense shouting must stop…now!"

"Well, Dean, it's your own fault." Sam says. "You should've been home and not out drinking…again."

"Just shut up. Okay, Sam? Everybody stay quiet until you get out."

Finally Dean pulls up to the junior high school and is much relived when the twins silently exit the car. He drove three more blocks to let the two tenth graders out and drives back home to sleep the rest of the day.

As they were walking into Twin Falls High School, Sam suddenly stops in his tracks thus making Heather run into him.

Before she could ask, Heather realizes that Sam is watching Rachel Nayv and this makes her uncomfortable. Rachel is a stuck-up homecoming queen and a cheerleader, so why does he like her so much? They have nothing in common, but Sam and I are so much alike. Why can't he see that I am the one to make him happy?

The bell rings and Sam follows Rachel to class, without saying a word to his best friend whereas Heather watches him leave.

At lunch Sam sits down next to Heather, who's excited to tell him her good news. "They are holding auditions for 'Romeo and Juliet' today after school; do you want to try out with me?"

"What? Are you nuts?" Sam questions her. "Why on earth would I want to be in that?"

Heather shrugs her shoulders and continues to eat. Because, I love you and want to be your Juliet…that's why asshole.

After their final class, Sam walks with Heather to the theater room where the auditions are being held. He really didn't want to come, but since he has to wait for Dean to pick them up, Sam thought this would be different than being in the same old library again.

However, everything changed when he sees the most gorgeous creature: Rachel is dressed up in a Shakespeare costume; her long blonde hair braided and the biggest smile in the world came across her face. "Hey Sam, are you gonna play my Romeo?"

"That's why I am here…you know, to audition for uh, Romeo." Sam finally manages to get out.

Heather is devastated. Not only did Sam not want to come, but she now realizes that she has a snowball's chance in hell to win the main role.

After one hour of auditions, Mr. Richards, (the mustached director), makes his announcements for cast members.

The flamboyant director takes a hold of the microphone, "I must say that I am truly delighted to have many talented students try out. Thank you all. However, there are only so many roles to be filled. And with my great pleasure, I am proud to announce for the part of Romeo goes to Sam Winchester." Everyone claps as the director motions for Sam to stand next to him. "And for the part of the lovely Juliet…Miss Rachel Nayv." Everyone claps again as she jogs over to Sam's side and hugs him.

Heather can only stare, but is being patted on the back as she hears clapping. Mr. Richards asks her to stand near Corey Blake and the announcement is made that they are the understudies for Sam and Rachel.

Time moves by very slowly as she watches Sam and Rachel get fitted for costumes and receive their lines. Finally, she snaps out of it as Sam explains it is time for them to leave, since Dean is probably waiting for them in the school parking lot.

Before they leave the lot, Heather notices her little sister sitting in the passenger side with her hand moving to Dean's inner thigh and this makes him jump. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Oh, honey, I'm just letting you know how much I love you." Nicki answers.

"Get in the back!" Dean yells while she sits there with a gloomy look on her little face. Then he shouts, "Now!"

"But, why? Don't you love me as much as I love you?" Nicole sincerely asks.

Suddenly, Heather feels for her little sister, since they are somewhat going through the same thing. Both in love with the Winchester men and they didn't return the same thoughts. Granted Dean was twenty, but he still could have handled it better.

Heather gets out of the car and tells Nicki to switch places with her. The little girl, with tears in her eyes, does what she's told.

"You're being a prick, you know." Heather whispers to Dean and he immediately responds, "No, I don't know." She shakes her head and looks out the passenger window as the Impala speeds down the road.

Finally they are home and the three Ramsey children jump out as the girls run home. Chris confusingly asks, "what's wrong?"

"Women." Dean and Sam say in harmony. Subsequently, Chris figures that this is the only answer that he needs and with that, he's on his way.

At dinner, Sam excitedly tells his dad and brother about his upcoming role.

"Sammy, since when are ya interested in acting?" John asks in a fatherly tone.

"Since he has the hots for Juliet." Dean weighs in for his little brother.

"Not true!" Sam barks and this made his family laugh. "No really, that's not entirely true."

"Well, son, its gonna be a lot of hard work, so I hope she's worth it." John got his answer when Sam appears with a big smile.

"It'll be worth it, because this will be his first kiss…with a live girl." Dean teases.

"Now, that's completely false. I've kissed…uh, before." Sam declares.

"Yeah, with who?" Dean questions. "I'm with you all the time and don't ever remember ya kissing a girl. So, stud, where and when?"

"You don't know everything about me. I uh, you know, kissed at school…once." Sam looks away out of embarrassment.

"Yeah, Sammy and I won the lottery." Dean remarks as he shoves more food into his mouth. "Just wait until that chick realizes that her Romeo doesn't know how to kiss."

"Dean, shut up!"

"You shut up, bitch!"

"You shut up, jerk!"

"You both shut the hell up!" Their father warns as he brings his dish over to the sink and sees their neighbor about to knock on the door.

John opens the backdoor and lets in Traci, the Ramsey children's mother. She's 5'9" tall with long tanned legs, big breasts and lengthy blonde hair. "Hi John, thanks for seeing me."

"Traci, what can I do for ya?"

"John, it seems that my girls are upset over some things that happened with your sons and I just wanna know what happened."

Obviously irritated, John glares at his eldest son, "Dean, what in the hell happened today?"

"Well, your youngest daughter, Natalie…" Dean is being interrupted by the other three people in the room shouting, "Nicole!"

He shakes his head and continues. "Nicole tried to give me a hand-job in the school parking lot and she's furious at me, because I told her to sit in the backseat. I'm clearly the victim in all this."

John rubs his forehead, since he has an instant headache from his twenty year old son. "Did you lead her on?"

"No!" Dean yells.

"Yes!" Sam screams.

"Hey, bitch. You don't know anything!"

"Dean, watch your damn mouth!" John barks.

"No, John. I think Dean is right." Traci goes on to add, "Nicki always has been very aggressive toward your son and I have warned her about her actions. Clearly we need to have a mother/daughter chat about sex…again."

"Ain't that the truth, sister." Dean responds.

However, his father is not amused and shoots him a looks of disapproval.

Traci reacts to John's parenting, "Its okay, I'm not mad at Dean and I'm grateful for his honesty. But, this doesn't explain why Heather is upset and sad."

"Mrs. Ramsey, I think I know why Heather's upset." Sam pauses, "She tried out for the role of Juliet and uh, didn't get it. However, she is Rachel's understudy and she should be proud of that."

"Thanks. I better get home and I'm sorry to take up so much of your time. Goodnight, guys." Traci tells them as she walks out the door.

At home, she kisses her oldest daughter. "Baby, I'm awfully sorry that you didn't get the role of Juliet, but I'm still very proud of you."

"Thanks, Mom, but that's only half of it." Tears quickly begin to fill up in Heather's eyes and her mother knows that only a broken heart can make a young girl cry like that.

As she sobs into her mother's chest, Heather can only think of kissing her one true love…Romeo.