SUPERNATURAL

DITCHING SCHOOL

WRITTEN BY: MEMPHIS_HEAT123

DISCLAIMER: I am in no way associated with the show, I am not making any money. This story is for fun only.

SUMMARY: Eleven-year-old Sam decides to ditch school in order to hang out with his new friends, fifteen-year-old Dean in not happy about it. WARNING: Contains the spanking of a child by a teenager.

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Fifteen-year-old Dean sat a plate of scrambled eggs on the table and growled out. "Hurry up, Sammy."

"Coming." Eleven-year-old Sam called out form the bathroom. A couple minutes later, he walked into the room. "You're getting impatient in your old age."

"If you make me late for school, I'm going to kick your ass." Dean said, around a mouth full of eggs.

"Since when are you worried about getting to school on time?" Sam asked, then he sighed and added. "What's her name?"

"Nicole." Dean smiled. "Dude, she is a solid nine."

Sam shook his head, he didn't think he would ever understand his brother's attraction to girls. But he was happy his brother had a girl to flirt with, that always put the older boy in a good mood.

After breakfast, the boys left the motel room and walked the two blocks to Sam's school.

"Be a good boy." Dean said.

"Bite me." Was Sam's reply.

Dean watched him walk towards the building, then he walked another block to his school.

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Sam walked into his sixth grade class and sat down next to a boy named Mike Harris. The two boys had became friends the first day Sam started this school, a week ago. Through Mike, Sam had made a few other friends.

The young boy was glad he had friends, usually making friends as a new kid was difficult.

"Hey Sam." Mike said, "Look what I borrowed from my brother." He held out his hand and revealed two small packs of firecrackers.

"Cool." Sam said. "Any plans yet?"

"Yeah, during lunch let's toss them into the teacher's lounge."

"Sounds fun." Sam smiled.

"Only problem is, I forgot to grab a lighter." Mike said.

"I've got one."

"Really? Why?"

"You never know when you'll need one." Sam said, not wanting to tell him the truth. Or that he also carried around a large hunting knife, a container of salt, and a flask of holy water.

"This is going to be so great." Mike smiled.

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Anticipation of what was going to happen at lunch caused the morning to drag by for Sam. He was normally a well behaved kid, rarely got into trouble, but he was still just a kid. And he was looking forward to the chaos that the firecrackers would cause.

Finally it was lunch time. The two walked along with their class into the lunch room, got their trays, and sat down at one of the long tables. They waited until no one was looking, then they quickly and quietly snuck out of the lunchroom and down the hallway.

"Keep a lookout." Mike said, as Sam handed him the lighter. Mike then lit both fuses, opened the door a crack, and tossed the firecrackers into the room. Then both boys ran to the end of the hallway and hid behind a trashcan. From their position, the boys had a great view of the door to the teacher's lounge.

They heard the firecrackers start popping, then heard the teachers start screaming. The two boys covered their mouths to contain their laughter as the door burst open and several teachers ran from the room.

"That was so cool." Sam whispered.

"Really?" A deep voice asked from behind them. Both boys gulped, then stood up and turned around.

"Mr. Miller." Mike said, starring in horror at the school principal.

"Office, both of you." Then he walked towards the teacher lounge.

"We are so dead." Mike said, his face pale. "Mr. Miller has a bad habit about sending notes home."

The two boys walked miserably to the office. Sam was slightly worried about what his big brother would do. The teenager was a lot more lenient then their Dad. Sam knew his Dad would have spanked him, made him do extra raining, and yelled for an hour. But Dean hardly ever spanked him, hardly ever made him do extra training, although he did tend to yell a lot at times.

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Sam walked out of the school building and saw his brother waiting on the sidewalk, he was not surprised to see a girl with him.

"Awww, Dean." The girl gushed, as Sam walked over to them. "He is so adorable."

Dean smirked, and Sam glared at his brother. But the glare didn't last long, he needed his brother in a good mood when he showed him the letter from Mr. Miller.

"Sammy." Dean said. "This is Nicole, we're walking her home. She lives in our direction."

"Nice to meet you, Nicole." Sam said.

"What a sweetie." The girl said.

Sam rolled his eyes as they started walking. By the time they had walked one block, Sam was sure he was about to go crazy. All Nicole talked about was cheerleading and fashion.

But Sam didn't say anything, even when he realized that Nicole lived three blocks out of their way. They stopped in front of a nice two story house and Nicole turned towards Dean and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you for walking me home, I'll see you in the morning." She said.

"We'll be here." Dean said, leaning forward and kissing her lips.

Sam sighed, that would mean that they would have to leave early in order to pick up Nicole.

"Bye bye, Sweetie." Nicole said to Sam, as if she were speaking to a five-year-old.

"See you tomorrow, Nicole." Sam said, resisting the urge to roll his eyes.

The girl hurried inside and then the two brother walked away.

"What did you do?" Dean asked causally as they walked.

"Huh?" Sam asked in confusion. How did Dean know he did something?

"You have been on your best behavior." Dean said. "You didn't say anything when we walked Nicole home, and I know you wanted to roll your eyes a minute ago. So what did you do?"

"The principal gave me a note to give to Dad, it has to be signed and returned in the morning." Sam said.

"What does the note say?"

"That me and another boy threw some firecrackers into the teacher's lounge."

Dean coughed to mask his laughter. "We'll discuss it when we get back to the motel." Dean said, trying to make his voice stern. The fifteen-year-old thought it was funny, but he knew he had to at least lecture the younger boy. Something like this could cause problems, the principal could have easily wanted a meeting with their Dad instead of just his signature.

The walk back to the motel was made in silence. Once there, Dean sat on one of the beds and pointed to the spot in front of him. Sam dropped his book bag onto the floor and slowly walked over, trying to gage his brother's expression.

"You know you're not supposed to draw attention to yourself." Dean said, keeping his voice firm. "What if they wanted Dad to go in for a meeting?"

"I wasn't thinking about that." Sam said, dropping his head. "It was just a joke."

"Look at me, Sammy." Dean said, his voice more soft. Sam looked up. "I know it doesn't seem fair at times, the life we're living. But what we do is important, you have to understand that."

"I do." Sam said. "I'm sorry, Dean."

"I'll sign Dad's signature to the note." Dean said. "And let you off with a warning." Then he smirked and added. "That was a funny prank."

"I know." Sam returned the smile. "You should have seen them running."

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The next couple days went by uneventfully. The boys would leave early in order to pick up Nicole, then after school they would walk her home. Sam and Mike stayed out of trouble, and their friendship grew.

But life was never simple for the Winchesters, and the calm broke that Thursday. Sam and Mike were sitting in the lunchroom.

"I don't know about you." Mike said. "But I really don't want to take that math test in the morning. I am so not ready for it."

"I could help you study." Sam offered.

"You're ready for the test?" Mike asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, I like math."

"I hate math." Mike said. Then he grinned and said, "I've got an idea. How about we ditch school tomorrow?"

"I don't know." Sam said with uncertainty. He really like school, and he didn't want to get into any more trouble. He knew that would be pissed if he ditched school.

"Come on, man." Mike said. "It will be awesome. We can have a three day weekend."

"Okay." Sam said, it did sound like fun.

"We just need a place to hang out." Mike said. "My place is a no go, my Mom's there."

"We could go to my motel room." Sam suggested. "It'll be empty."

"Cool."

The boys made plans for the following day. Sam knew he shouldn't skip school, but it sounded like too much fun to pass up. Besides, Dean would never know.

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TBC

I will have the final chapter up soon. Please let me know what you think.