A/N: This is my first story with Dean as one of the main characters. I hope everyone likes this story :)

I walked through the halls of my new high school as I went to the office to make sure my papers were all in order in time for my first day at my new school. Coming from New York, it's been taking a while for me to used to being in Cincinati, Ohio but I was trying. Apparently I was trying hard enough by the difficulty I had in making new friends. It's been a month and I still haven't made any progress, it seems.

"Ms. Lopez, glad to see you again today." Said Principal Ross with a warm smile on her face. She was a tall woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was fit and had fair skin. "Please have a seat."

I took a seat and crossed my legs as I put my bag on the seat next to me. "My mother couldn't make it today...again. I apologize for that."

"It's fine." Said Principal Ross. "The important thing is that you're here, besides she doesn't have to sign anything today so it's alright. After checking everything, you seem to be good to go." She said as she looked at a few papers. "Let me just give you your official schedule and your locker number. You can use any lock that you want, but if it's a combination locker, keep the combination to yourself. There's a few students around here who like to start trouble."

"I understand." I told her with a smile. "When will I get my books?"

"Books are given on the first day that your classes meet." Ross responded. "The teachers will give you the books that are needed for that class but some may not give you the books until later that week. It depends on if you need a book for the class or not. Seating arrangements depend on the teacher. Some do alphabetical order while others let you sit where ever you please. Here's the map to the school, it may help you find your way around a bit. The first day of school is next week Monday which is just three days away. Make sure you're ready."

After a few more minutes, I put my schedule away as I looked for my locker. After turning a corner, I heard a few lockers slam shut as I hid back around the corner to see what aws going on. I looked to see a guy walking around with a white wife beater, jeans and sneakers. His dirty blonde hair was messy and his eyes seemed like a beautiful blue, though I couldn't see them too well from a distance.

I made my way back around the corner and continued to look for my locker. I saw him freeze in his steps when he saw me, though he said nothing to me as I walked past. I found my locker a few feet behind him and felt his stare on me, still. Getting a good look at him as I passed by, I had to admit, he was pretty good looking. Those blue eyes of his just captivated me and the bad boy vibe that I got from him just made him look so much more attractive.

I wondered what his name was and if we would have any classes together. Looking back, I saw him still holding a gaze on me and I held it for a few seconds before looking away again. After closing my locker, I turned around and saw him walking towards me. I hooked my brown hair behind my ears as I watched him.

"What's your name?" He asked in a gritty voice. "I don't think I've seen you around here before."

"My name's Leah." I told him. "And I'm new, I just moved here a month ago from New York."

The guy stook out his hand and I shook it firmly. "My name's Dean. What are you doing on this side of Cincinatti?"

I blinked a few times and looked down at the floor. "My mom remarried and his job relocated him to here."

Grabbing my bag off the floor, I suddenly realized how big and heavy it was and hoped that he would notice much. "I'll see you around. It was nice meeting you, Dean."

I walked away and left him standing by my locker as he watched me walk away. At least I was making some progress in the social department.

0.0

I couldn't get my mind off of that girl. Her blue/grey eyes were beautiful and for the first time in a long time, I actually remembered a girl's name. As horrible as that sounds, it's true. I haven't had the best luck with women and with the way my life is going, sometimes I think that I'd be better off without a relationship.

My father is a deadbeat dad who left when I was little. My sister hasn't been around much since she was sixteen and so it's just me and my mother. Living in the projects hasn't been the easiest thing, but as long as I have a roof over my head and a bed to sleep in at night, I'll try to figure everything else out.

Mom isn't ever around. She spends countless hours out of the house and doesn't come back until the early morning hours. We barely see each other. When it's time for me to go to school, she's still sleeping off her drunken state as well as her high from drugs. Random guys walk in and out of this apartment, leaving me in wonder as to how no one hasn't stolen anything yet from this place.

I walked into my English class and sat in the back after greeting the teacher, Mr. Stapp. He's the one teacher who's helped me out since my freshman year and I don't know where I'd be without his help.

Seeing familiar faces walk into the room for the first day of classes, one stood out to me. Her long brown hair and blue/grey eyes made their way across the room as she walked up to the teacher and talked to him. After exchanging a few words, she looked around and began walking to the back of the room. Everyone there stared at her as she walked, and those familiar looks of desire in the guys' eyes were noticeable, but she paid no mind to it.

It was Leah. She had on a brown shirt with dark blue jeans that hugged her legs perfectly and sneakers. Her hair was pulled back into a neat pony tail and she had her bookbag hanging form her shoulder. Genuinely smiling at me, she walked up to the seat beside me.

"Is this seat taken?" Leah asked.

"No, you can sit there." I responded. Taking her bag off, she sat down and leaned back against the chair.

A few of the students whispered and I glared at them. As always, it was the popular kids doing all of the talking.

"You may wanna watch who you sit next to, new girl." Said one of the blonde cheerleaders who just happened to be captain of the varsity cheerleading team. "Mr. Ambrose here is bad influence.

Leah looked at them and said nothing. "It's a free country, Emily. She can do whatever she wants. If it involves sitting next to me, then so be it."

"You gonna take her home to your mother, so that she can learn how to get paid for sleeping around?" Asked one of the football players sitting next to them. "I heard she was in my neighborhood last night and that she was pretty amazing. How do you feel about that?"

"Pretty good, cause I heard that your mom was one of the customers." I replied with a smirk on my face when his smile dropped.

They all turned around when Mr. Stapps began to speak. "Welcome to English Literature, everyone. My name is Mr. Stapp for those who don't know me."

Leah passed me a piece of paper that was folded and kept her eyes to the front of the room. I opened it to see what was inside.

'Nice response. I like you already.'

She looked over at me when I looked at her. Leah's smile was genuine and there was something about her that captivated my attention. It could have been her eyes, or the fact that she didn't say anything bad about me. Maybe it was that attitude that she had, as if she held herself with such confidence and it was such a damn turn on.

'How do I know you're not thinking the same thing they are?'

'There's the fact that we don't know anything about each other. It may surprise you...we may be more alike than you think, Dean. Whether I know you or not, it's not my job to judge anyone.'

I looked at what she had just written and knew that this girl was different. I've been through enough in my life to know what kind of person you were, even if it was just a close guess. I was always right.

'Struggles?'

'More than anyone knows. Like I'd bother telling anyone here. They wouldn't understand a thing. They're more priviliged than I ever was. I'm okay with them not knowing.' Leah wrote back. 'You?'

'What hero doesn't have a trajedy?'

'Lol, what would be your hero name?' She asked.

I thought for a moment before writing back. 'I don't know. But maybe you can help out.'

...

After class was over I caught up to Leah who was quickly walking to her locker. Luckily mines was nearby, so I acted as if I was just going to my locker.

"What's your next class?" I asked her as she looked through her bag that she already had in her locker. Looking at her schedule, she put her bag down and I saw a glimpse of what looked like clothes. A lot of them. Maybe we really are more alike than what I thought we were as I looked into my locker and saw a bag of my own filled with clothes.

"Gym." Leah responded. "Not all of my gym credits transferred over, but luckily I only need this credit to complete the gym requirements."

I looked at my schedule and smiled. "Luckily, you won't be alone. You'll have me."

She smiled and folded her paper. Zipping her bag back up, she stuffed it in her locker. I tried to forget about the amount of clothes that she had in her bag, but couldn't help but wonder what else she had in there and why.

As we walked through the hallway to gym, people made an effort to give Leah some attention as she walked by. I would too as we walked side by side. Leah was an extremely attractive girl and if it was some other girl, I would try to take her home and get off, but she wasn't that type of girl. Hell, she looked like she could curse you out for even looking at her the wrong way. When we got to gym, we sat on the bleachers and looked around at the sea of students that walked in.

"Maybe we can hang out sometime." I suggested to Leah. "We can get to know each other a little better."

She gave a small smile and looked down at her hands. "Where do you want to meet?"

"I was thinking that I could pick you up." I told her, offering.

Leah's face became serious, and I wasn't able to tell what she was thinking. "I don't know."

I looked at her and knew that she was hiding something from me but I didn't want to press her for anything. We barely know each other and as much of an asshole as I can be, I just didn't have the balls to be like that towards her. I turned my attention to some of my friends who were also considered outcasts and made some jokes with them, eventually getting in trouble for talking.

We all snickered and I saw Leah wtih the corner of my eye just staring down at the gym teachers. She became really quiet and wasn't making much of an effort to talk to anyone at the moment. I grunted and ignored her for a while until class was over, in which she left before I could even get to her. Walking out of the gym, I couldn't see her anywhere and lost her in the crowd, not knowing which way she could have went.

I sighed and shook my head. Maybe I'd see her by her locker at some point throughout the day if we didn't have any more classes together. Her blue eyes burned in my mind, making sure that it was never forgotten.

The mysterious Leah as I like to call her in my mind. Maybe that could be her hero name.

A/N: Are Leah and Dean more alike than what meets the eye? What has gone on in their lives that may have bought them together? And as for Dean actually being nice to someone that he just met?

DISCLAIMER: The names of the places as well as the locations used may not be real. The names and locatons are used for story purposes only!