The Party

Author's Note: This is my first story!

I Don't own anything but my OC's and the plot!

Eliza's P.O.V

I sit in a corner sipping my luke-warm lemonade, watching the party going on around me. I'm not sure why I agreed to come, I can't dance, I'm awkward, and I hate big crowds. I finish off the last of my sour drink and toss the cup into a trash can about a foot away. I lean back against the wall and study the pattern on my light violet dress. I glance up at the clock on the wall 10:30 I've only been here for fifteen minutes, crap; I promised all my friends I would stay for at least an hour. I skirt the crowd and stop at the small snack table. I study the food carefully and finally decide on a mini chocolate cupcake with aqua icing and another cup of lemonade. Working my way back to where I was before I see a boy standing there, crap. I had chosen the spot because you could only see anyone standing there if you approached from a certain angle. I consider my options make him move, find a new spot or….. I grin. I'll just stake him out. It won't be long before he moves. I settle in and wait.

Five minutes later and I watch as he walks to the snack table. I smile and move to reclaim my spot. I settle in and watch the dancing crowd, taping my foot softly to the beat. I finish off my cupcake and the rough sound of a throat being cleared reaches me through the buzz of the party. I look up to see the boy, he smiles at me.

"Mind if I join you?" I shuffle over a little and he moves to stand next to me. I can see him studying me out of the corner of his eye. Then he speaks. "What's your name?"

"I could ask you the same thing." I keep my voice calm. He lets out a soft laugh.

"Dean," he holds out his hand.

"Eliza," I shake it. We chat, it turns out he's new in town, his family moves around a lot because of his dad's work.

"So," he says "You don't seem like the party type. Why are you here?"

"Friends made me come. They say I need to get out more. Most of my life revolves around school and video games."

"So you're a nerd?" He's smiling and his green eyes have a laughing light to them.

"Yeah I guess I am." I smile and laugh.

Deans' POV

Eliza, this girl is strange. She seemed very quiet at first but now I find she's loud and dramatic, though not in the attention seeking way of most people. Everything about her is sharp and quick, especially her wit. I glance up at the clock, midnight, I need to get home.

"It's getting late," I nod toward the clock. "I need to get home." She nods her understanding. I make a quick decision. "You want to go out sometime?" She nods.

"Yeah that'd be nice." I give her my number and head out.

Eliza's POV

I sigh as Dean walks away, I should get home soon too.

"Liz!" I turn to see Brooke my closest friend racing up to me. "Was that Dean Winchester and did he give you his number!" I laugh and nod.

"Yep that was Dean all right." She hugs me.

"Aren't you glad you ended up coming?" She's smiling in that 'I told you so' way. I laugh.

"Yes, but it's getting late, and I need to get home."

"Alright bye Liz." She gives me one last hug and dances away into the crowd. I laugh as I make my way out into the warm spring night.

Author's Note: Please Review! I'll try and have the next chapter out in a day or two.