3/29/13
A School Reunion with Winchesters: Chapter 1
Sam was looking out of the Impala, patiently waiting to arrive to his new school. He was always quiet as a kid whenever he was around his dad. However, he would always just leave his questions for Dean.
"Hey Dad," Dean said, "What's this new school called? You never told me and Sammy." John fixed his eyes on the road. Many houses, shops, and vegetation were in sight, so they couldn't be far from the school.
"Louis Smith High School," answered John. As usual, John Winchester was tracking down a monster. He knew this case would take a while to solve, so he placed his boys into the school closest to their motel. A few minutes later, John finally found the school. He dropped Dean and Sam in front of the entrance.
"Dad," Dean said, "this school looks like a prison."
"Dean, you always say that about every school. Now, don't forget your bags, and go. I'll pick you two up at exactly 2:15. Don't leave me waiting. Understood?" John's stern voice got to Dean as always, and he just nodded in response. John closed the windows, and drove off. Dean took a second to watch the Impala drive off. Sam walked closer to Dean.
"If it makes you feel better, I think it looks like a prison too," said Sam. Dean looked down at Sam, smiling at the boy.
"I'm being honest here, Dean. The way the stones were carved, the size and height of the building, and the roofs even look like keeps and battlements of castles-"
"NERD!" Dean said jokingly. Sam stopped, and looked at Dean confused. Dean smiled, and pulled Sam to his side.
"Dean! This is getting real annoying! I told you not to do that," told Sam.
"Well, Sammy, new school, new boring-ass teachers."
"Well, maybe it wouldn't be boring if you put some effort to learn something."
"Yeah. Anyway, Sam, be careful, don't get into trouble, and whenever you need help, just call me, and meet me here. Ok?" Dean said sincerely.
"Shouldn't I be saying that to you?" Sam asked, smiling.
"Yeah, well, just watch your ass, ok? Just remember to come to me whenever you're in trouble."
"Ok. By the way, what's your first class?" asked Sam. Dean took off his bag, and opened the front pocket of it. He took out a crumbled up piece of paper, unfolding it without breaking it.
"English, with this guy named… John Smith."
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"I thought you said we were going to the Renaissance," said Rose. She was getting out of the TARDIS, looking around her surroundings disappointed.
"Yes, I did. However, I said after we help these kids," said the Doctor.
"Ok. Well, what do we know so far about this school?" Rose asked.
"Well, the TARDIS detected abnormal monster behavior in this year and place," Rose looked away for a minute, questioning what that sentence even meant, "I fear the kids here are in trouble," the Doctor held out an arched elbow, "care to bring me to the prom?" Rose laughed, and went along with the comment, "I'd be glad to." They clung to each other's arms. They started walking around the yard of the school.
"By the way, how are we going to sneak into the school?" Rose asked.
"I'll make a name for myself as the English teacher. John Smith, or Mr. Smith as the Earth school system would put it."
"How about me?" Rose asked.
"I heard that the library requires assistance." Rose smiled at the fact, glad to not be a cafeteria lady again, "Now Rose, Allons-y!"
...
As all of the kids were walking into the classroom, Dean just sat there, minding his own business while checking out some of the sophomore girls in the room. A few minutes later, the bell rang, and out came the Doctor with a briefcase.
"Hello sophomores! Or that's what I believe you kids like to be called. My name is John Smith, and I'll be your English teacher for the year." Dean made a mental note on the thick British accent the man had.
"I thought It'd be great to introduce ourselves, starting with that gentleman over there!" The Doctor pointed at Dean. Dean just stayed there, not breaking eye contact. The whole class turned around, with a few girls commenting on his looks.
"Now, sir, name?" The Doctor asked.
"Dean."
"Winchester?"
"Who else?"
"Alright then. What did you do during the summer?"
"Killed some zombies, and talked to the dead," Dean answered. The whole class chuckled at the comment. The Doctor shrugged a bit, thinking that this boy was going to be tough to work with.
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Sam went to the school library to work on his English homework early. His teacher assigned them to look at a passage, and annotate the writing. Sam brought his lunch with him, and sat alone working. He was done with the assignment within 20 minutes. He stood there, thinking about what he could do for the next 20 minutes. He saw one of the librarians, and went up to her.
"Excuse me?" Sam said. She turned around, revealing her denim jacket, white shirt, and yoga pants. Her hair was put into a simple bun.
"Yes? Can I help you?" Rose answered.
"What's the newest book you have on your shelf?" Sam asked.
"Um…" Rose was struggling with the fact that she only worked here for about an hour. She went to the table nearest to her, and grabbed a book from there.
"Here. It's um… a vampire book (I think)" Sam shook his head.
"Sorry. I'm not fond of those kinds of books. I fought one a few months ago. My brother nearly turned into one, so yeah," Sam said blatantly. Rose laughed at the comment, like an eight-year-old child in front of you claiming him/herself to be the mightiest knight in all of Camelot.
"Um…" Rose was having trouble thinking of popular books from the 90s. Sam looked at her, confused. He questioned how the librarian didn't know what the latest book of her time was.
"It's ok, miss. I just remembered that I had a book at home. Sorry for the trouble," said Sam. Rose almost sighed with relief. Sam thanked Rose, and walked out of the library.
"What a cute boy. You don't see those often with freshmen," said Rose.