Thanks for the reviews on my first story guys! ;) I hope you'll like this one as well. It's gonna be the first chapter out of two. Enjoy ;)
- Elisa.
Sam Winchester was a smart kid. By the age of six he knew how to tie his own shoes. He knew how to write 'Sammy', he knew he should never talk to strangers and he had even memorized Dean's phone number. But what Sam knew for sure he could always rely on, was the fact that his big brother Dean was the most awesome big brother in the entire world.
This particular day when Sam had woken up, his stomach had felt weird and he was really tired.
Dean had been a little worried, but even though Dean had suggested that maybe it was best if they stayed home today, Sam had still wanted to go to school.
Sam liked being in school, he liked learning things and he liked his kindergarten teacher Miss Andrews. She was always sweet and she always praised Sam when he'd done good.
"Alright kiddo, if you wanna go, we'll go." Dean had said. "But if you feel any worse during the day, I want you to find me and I'll take care of it, okay?"
"Okay Dean.." Sam had said to his brother with a smile on his face.
Yeah, Sam didn't doubt for a second that Dean could fix anything.
When the bell rang for class, Sam found his usual seat and waited in excitement for his teacher to show up. The whole class had received a book to bring home, and Miss Andrews had told them to get their parents to read the book to them. They all then had to talk about the book in front of the rest of the class.
Since dad was off on another business trip and Sam didn't have a mom, Dean had been the one to read the book to him. Sam loved when Dean read to him, and Sam had practiced a lot on what to tell in front of the class. In fact, he'd worked so hard that Dean had been very proud of him and Sam hoped that his teacher would be proud too.
However, when the door opened to their classroom it wasn't Miss Andrews who stepped into the room but another woman Sam had never seen before.
"I'm Mrs. Glover.." The woman said. "Miss Andrews is sick, so I'm going to be your teacher today."
Sam felt his heart sink as disappointment hit him. Now he wouldn't be able to show Miss Andrews how hard he'd worked and the thought almost brought tears to his eyes. But only almost cause Sam was a big boy now that he was in kindergarten, and big boys don't cry. Dean had said that so it had to be true, Sam thought.
Well, Sam figured he would just have to show Mrs. Glover instead of Miss Andrews how hard he'd worked.
"I want you all to find a book in this basket I brought and then sit down in your seats and look through the books in silence, okay?" Mrs. Glover said.
Sam put his hand in the air because he wanted to let Mrs. Glover know that they already had books which they had to share with the class.
But Mrs. Glover didn't seem to see Sam's hand, and since some of his class mates had already left their chairs to get a book, Sam decided he had to say something.
"But Mrs. Glover, we've already got.." Sam started, before Mrs. Glover cut him off.
"No talking without permission!" She said in a firm voice.
"But I just.." Sam started once more.
"What's your name young man?" Mrs. Glover asked and sent Sam a sharp look.
"Sam Winchester.." Sam said. "But.."
"If I hear another word from you without permission Mr. Winchester, I'm putting you in the corner!"
Sam gulped and immediately fell quiet. He'd never been put in the corner before, because he'd always behaved well.
As the smart kid Sam was, he decided he didn't like Mrs. Glover at all. She was totally unfair and he couldn't wait to tell Dean about this. Dean would be on his side.
Speaking of Dean, Sam could feel that his tummy wasn't getting any better. In fact, it was getting a lot worse and his head had started to hurt as well. Sam wanted nothing else than to be with his big brother right now.
Sam picked up a book though and started looking through the pages like their teacher had told them to do. It wasn't easy to concentrate though because Sam's skin felt so hot. The weird thing was that even though he felt hot, he was also shivering of coldness.
Sam rubbed his tired eyes and bit his lower lip.
He wanted Dean to make everything better, and Dean had indeed told him to find him if he started to feel worse.
Sam looked towards Mrs. Glover who was seated behind the desk writing in a notebook. If he could just get permission to leave the classroom, then he could go find Dean.
Sam put his hand in the air but like last time, Mrs. Glover didn't see his hand.
With careful steps, Sam got up from his seat and walked up to the desk.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Glover?" Sam said in a low voice.
Mrs. Glover turned her head to look at the person who'd disturbed her writing and sighed when she saw Sam standing there.
"You again?" Mrs. Glover said. "I thought I told you not to talk without permission?"
"I'm sorry Mrs. Glover.." Sam said and nervously rubbed his hands together. "My tummy hurts and Dean told me to go to him if it got worse.."
"Who's Dean?" Mrs. Glover demanded to know.
"My brother.." Sam said. "He's in the fourth grade.."
"So he's just a kid then.." Mrs. Glover says. "He can't do anything about a stomach ache. If you're really hurting, I can send you to the school nurse."
A nurse, Sam thought. Nurses meant hospitals and Sam didn't like hospitals. He'd been at a hospital before when his dad had had an accident. Dean and Sam had been waiting for several hours while the doctors and nurses had fixed their dad. And all the while Dean had held Sam's hand in his and told him that everything would be alright.
Sam didn't want to go to a hospital without Dean. He was scared.
"B-but.. Dean said.." Sam said when Mrs. Glover interrupted him.
"I don't care what Dean said." Mrs. Glover said harshly. "I'm the adult in this room and I decide what to do. If your stomach hurts, I'm sending you to the nurse."
"No!" Sam gasped wide-eyed.
"I beg your pardon!" Mrs. Glover exclaimed with an outraged expression on her face.
"I don't wanna see a nurse, I want Dean!" Sam said and felt tears well up in his eyes.
"This isn't up for discussion!" Mrs. Glover said with resolution. "Either you go to the nurse or I'll put you in the corner Mr. Winchester!"
Sam didn't know what to do. He really didn't feel well, and there was no way he would go to some nurse without his brother. He didn't want to be put in the corner either.
"I w-want my b-brother.." Sam faltered as a tear left his eye and started rolling down his cheek.
Mrs. Glover didn't seem to care. She just got up from her seat and took a hold of Sam's arm before she started leading him towards the door.
Sam's eyes widened when he realized what she was doing, and he started to pull away from her which just made Mrs. Glover angry.
"Stop it! Stop it right now!" Mrs. Glover shouted.
Sam continued to struggle and the scene had caught the attention of the rest of the class.
"What are you looking at? Get back to your books!" Mrs. Glover yelled.
Her cheeks were flushed with anger and a little embarrassment for not being able to control the child in front of her, and as Sam kept on trying to pull away from her, Mrs. Glover decided that enough was enough.
With a firm grip around Sam's upper arm, Mrs. Glover started pulling Sam away from the door and harshly dragged him into the corner of the room.
"If you won't behave, I see no other way than to put you here!" Mrs. Glover said to Sam as she pushed him face-first all the way into the corner. "You're not going to come out on the playground today since you've been such a bad boy, and I'll make sure to write a note to your parents and tell them how naughty you are!"
As soon as she left, silent tears started falling from Sam's eyes. Big boy or not, he didn't really care that he was crying now.
All Sam wanted was for his big brother to show up and fix this, but where was Dean?
The bell rang and Sam could hear his classmates leave to go to the playground and more tears started to fall from the six year-old's eyes.
"Dean.." Sam whispered into the wall. "D-Dean.."
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