Disclaimer: The only things I own in this story are Alex, Mrs. Gryler, and Jason. Everything else, I only WISH I own.
Before I get started, I have to say I'm sorry for just discontinuing Cinder-Hacker and It's My Territory. I swear those are the last ones that I WON'T finish.
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"Samuel Winchester?"
Sam looked up from the very complicated Geometry notes that he'd been taking to look at his teacher, Mrs. Gryler. He shook his head to get his long brown hair out of his face.
"You're checking out."
Sam packed his backpack and stood up. Halfway down the row of desks, he stumbled. He composed himself and looked down at the purse he'd tripped over. A thin girl with light blond hair, brown highlights, and dark blue eyes smiled sheepishly at him. She moved her purse out of the way and very quietly apologized. He smiled back at her and continued to walk forward.
He stopped in front of his teacher and looked down at her. Even at sixteen, he was tall for his age. Almost six foot two. She handed him a white slip of paper and he walked through the door, his face bright red. He'd had a crush on Alex Smith since he first got there. She was always really nice to him, even though she had tons of friends and he was the new kid. He was too shy to talk to her, only sticking to the geeks that had automatically befriended him when he came to this school.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard the speaker in the Geometry class buzz to life, "Alex Smith, please report to the attendance office."
Moments later, Sam was joined by the blond girl.
"Hi," she said shyly.
"Hey."
They began to walk forward in silence.
"So, Sam."
"Yes?"
"I was wondering. How are you so tall?"
Sam grimaced, "What?"
"Sorry," she muttered, "It's just, you're taller than most of the football players here. Nevermind."
"I'm confused."
"Don't worry about it. I'm sorry I asked. It was really rude."
More silence.
"Hey, what are you doing this weekend?" she asked quietly.
Sam stared at his feet. Hunting, of course. What else would he be doing?
"Nothing much. Why?"
"'Cause I was thinking, maybe we could go do something?"
"What?"
"If you don't want to, that's okay, I was just... I mean, you're kinda cute, and I... nevermind."
"Wait, what was that?"
"What?"
He tilted his head and stopped walking, "What'd you say?"
"Maybe we could go do something?"
"After that."
"You're kinda cute?"
Sam smiled and kept walking.
"What, is that bad?"
"Nevermind."
They walked into the office, and Sam cringed when he saw his father there.
"Dad?" he said.
"Hey, Sammy. We have to go. Dean's gotten himself into some trouble, and he won't let me go anywhere near the Impala."
Sam rolled his eyes, "Dad, this is Alex. She's in my Geometry class."
"You're in Geometry?" he asked, a blank look crossing his face.
"Dad, I showed you my schedule several times, and you... nevermind. Just forget about it. Let's go."
John and Sam walked out of the office.
"It was very nice to meet you, Alex," John said with a smile. Sam walked slowly back to where Alex stood. She looked confused and hurt that Sam didn't answer her question.
Sam handed her a sheet of paper with his name and cell phone number on it. She smiled, "So is that a yes?"
He grinned and shrugged, "I guess so. Call me later. Around nine-ish?"
"Sure. Bye."
"See ya'."
Sam followed his father outside and climbed into the passenger's seat of the truck.
(A/N) I realize that this is a very weird chapter, but I thought I'd try to write a high-school fic instead. Please R&R.