"Class, this is our new student, Dean Winchester." the petite, elderly teacher announced to the inattentive class of juniors.
The class remained silent, "Dean, you can sit in front of Candie."
I smirked when the teacher said the name "Candie". I slid in the seat and turned around to smile at the girl. She rolled her eyes at me and looked back down at her notebook.
Candie had long, wavy black hair and a pale complexion; her eyes were a deep shade of blue. I continued to look at her, I was strangely intrigued. Her careless attitude towards me was unusual, most girls loved me.
"Dean, please face forward," the teacher ordered. "Where are your books?"
"Don't have any." I replied, flashing her a grin.
The teacher looked down on me, "And why is that?"
"'Cause I won't be here long." my grin grew into a smirk.
"You can share with Candie." she sighed. "But I expect you to have your books next class!"
"Sure thing, sugar." I rolled my eyes before twisting in my seat to look back at Candie.
Class went smoothly without any interruptions, even I stayed quiet. All through class, Candie kept her head tilted downward at her book. I couldn't care less about what the teacher was saying. My eyes were roaming the class when they weren't on Candie.
After the bell, the class dispersed. I followed Candie to the cafeteria. I immediately saw the usual cliques: jocks and cheerleaders, loners, nerds, and the outcasts. I stood back and watched as Candie walked over to an empty table, the table farthest away from everyone else. I started walking over to her when one of the cheerleaders noticed me.
"Hey there, handsome!" a peppy blonde girl called out.
"Hi," I replied, not really paying any attention to her.
All I could think about was this girl, "What's wrong with me?" I thought.
"Why are you sitting here?" Candie asked when I sat down at her table.
"I want to." I smiled.
Her head tilted upward at my words, "Why? The outcasts won't even sit with me."
"Why would you want them to sit with you?" I asked.
"I never said I did. I'm just saying that, never mind. I warning you, if you sit with me, your reputation will be ruined." she answered.
"I've been here for two hours. How could I already have a reputation?" I pointed out.
"I- I guess that's a good point. But that doesn't change the fact that you shouldn't sit here. Why don't you go sit by Ali?" Candie thought aloud.
"Who's Ali?" I asked.
"Little miss team spirit over there. The blonde one that said 'hi' to you." she explained, motioning nonchalantly to the jock table.
"Oh. Well, I thought I'd branch out at this school and hang out with a different group of people." I smiled.
"You do realize that I'm just one person. There isn't a group." Candie pointed out.
"Then that gives me more time to figure you out," I smirked.
"What's there to figure out?" she asked.
"Well, you're a really nice girl, yet you don't seem to hang out with anyone. You are absolutely gorgeous, yet you don't show it off and you don't appear to have a boyfriend. Also, you seem to be incredibly smart! I don't think you see yourself clearly." I analyzed.
"I see myself just fine," Candie snapped. "Dean, please, just go sit at the other table. And if you ever call me gorgeous again, I will beat you to a pulp."
I threw my hands up in defense, "Woah, hey now! No need to go all psych-o!"
Candie couldn't hold back her laughter. Everyone in the cafeteria turned at looked in her in shock. They acted like they had never heard her laugh.
"Why is everyone looking over at us?" I asked, nodding my head toward the others in the room.
Candie looked around at all the faces before looking down at her hands on the table. She shrugged in response to my question. Her shyness suddenly returning.
"Hey now, don't stop talking and laughing just 'cause people are looking." I encouraged.
Candie ignored me and got up, silently. She left as quietly as she came, leaving me all alone at the table. Leaving me at the center of attention.
I got up slowly, in order to avoid drawing any more attention to myself and walked briskly out the cafeteria, not holding my head as high as usual.
"That chick is seriously wack. No one can resist my charm," I said to myself. I started to panic, "Oh no! Am I losing my touch? No, no, that's impossible."
After reassuring and re-psyching myself up, I headed off to the next class. There, ironically, I saw Candie seated in the front seat farthest from the door, right next to the windows. The sunlight flooded her desk; she was glowing.
Class started out the same way it always did. Introductions to a careless class, being assigned a seat, then being told to bring books next time - not that I ever would. I went through the same mundane routine for the rest of the day's classes; unfortunately for me, Candie was nowhere to be seen since I left her in the class after lunch.
"Dean," Sam said, waving his hand in front of my face. "Hello, are you still in there?"
"Candie Marvin!" I exclaimed, showing Sam the book in my hand. "I know this girl! We, I went to school with her."
Sam took the book away from me for a quick once over. " Face Your Demons? She knew, or knows, about demons?"
"Well, that's kinda my fault, but this is about her inner demons, hidden turmoil's, or something like that."
"Uh-huh. And why exactly did you tell her about demons?"
"I thought her dad was possessed. I didn't think a normal person could be so.. so cruel and evil."
"Huh, says here she lives a few miles down the road. We could pay her a visit."
"Sure! I wanna get this book first." I said, sounding far too enthusiastic than I meant to; I just hoped Sam didn't notice.
"Excited to see her?" he noticed.
"Uh, yeah.. We were pretty good friends."
"Not you again," Candie sighed as I sat down next to her at lunch the next day.
"Nice to see you, too."
"Look, Dean, I get it. I seem vulnerable and you are just looking for a little fling while you're here. I may be a bit vulnerable, but I'm not easy. If you want to get in someone's pants, go talk to Ali. She's your girl, not me."
"Do you honestly think that is why I'm talking to you?"
"Yes, now go away."
A/N: Well, it took a while to figure out how to write this! I was going to wait until I finished one of my other stories before putting this up, but I couldn't wait. This won't be update very often until I finish one or both of the others, so please be patient with me! Let me know what you think. I'd like to know if I should even put any time and effort into this or just toss it. Thanks!