A/N: No one gives Dwight any spotlight in this place, so that is what I am going to do. So here's a Dwight fic.

Dwight: *nods approval* Thank you. *turns to leave* Now if you'll excuse me, I have places to be and things to purify. *leavs, trench coat flowing behind him*

I own nothing except the idea and one or two characters. The rest belong to CP Coulter and Ryan Murphy. Please enjoy and R&R.

Chapter 1

Why did uncle Bart send me to look after Blaine? I'm a girl for Christ's sake! Jaylein thought as she walked through the gates of Dalton Academy. He should have just sent James to go spy on him. That would have made more sense then sending me. She pulled the strap of her bag higher up onto her shoulder and walked up to the main building of the school. She then proceeded to walk towards the front office. She knocked on the door, waiting to be let in.

A pretty woman with auburn-ish hair waved her in with a smile. "Good morning, you must be Mr. Anderson's niece," she said as she motioned to the chair in front of her desk.

Jaylien nodded and sat down. "Yes, I'm Jaylien Anderson," she replied. "I was told to see a Dean Ramsey."

The woman nodded. "Yes, that would be me." She looked down at the papers on her desk. "Well, your uncle said that he would like you to keep an eye on Blaine. Why, I'm not going to ask, but in order for you to do that you will be living in Windsor House and sharing a room with him." She handed her a piece of paper and a key. "Here, you'll need these. They're your room key and schedule."

Jaylien nodded and stood up, taking the paper and key from the dean. "Thank you, I'll go get my stuff and take it to my room." Then she walked out without another word.

Classes had started about an hour ago and the only person not going to class was Charlie Amos, Windsor's Prefect. He was sitting n the common room waiting on the new student to arrive. I just hope this one stays for longer than a week, he thought and looked down at his clipboard. Jaylien Anderson. Why would Blaine's dad have his female cousin keep and eye on him? Charlie sighed, he had thought about it way too much. He was just curious as to why a girl was going to be going to Dalton. He looked up, the sound of the door opening catching his attention. "Hello?" he called out, getting up and walking over to the door of the common room. What greeted him was a girl, about Blaine's height, with short, straight (She must use a straightener.) black hair and hazel/green-grey eyes wearing a black shirt (is that a My Chemical Romance shirt?), worn jeans, and black Vans.

The girl looked up at him and held out her hand. "Jaylien Anderson, I'm here to put my stuff in my cousin's room." Her voice was monotonous and her stare was blank, she looked like really didn't want to be there.

Charlie smiled and shook her hand. "Charlie Amos, I'm the Prefect." He motioned to the stairs behind him. "I'l show you where the room is and help you with your stuff."

Jaylien nodded and followed Charlie up to Blaine's room, looking at all of the old furnishings that lined the walls. "This place must be pretty old. I bet its even haunted in some places."

Charlie chuckled. "You're not afraid of ghosts, are you?"

Jaylien raised her eyebrow and shook her head. "No, I'm not. Things like ghosts and demons just intrigue me," she stated. "I've read a lot of books that talk about them. It's very interesting, really. All the things that could be real and most of us don't even know it."

Charlie looked over his shoulder at her with a questioning stare. "So you actually believe all of that?"

She shrugged and smirked at him. "I think we're at his room, I can smell the hair gel." She took out the key she had gotten from the dean and unlocked the door. She then turned t Charlie and said, "The rest of my stuff is in the back of my truck. It's just a suitcase, a box, and my laptop case. Think you can handle it?"

Charlie nodded and headed back down stairs. Okay, so this girl is as crazy as Dwight. He sighed and ran his fingers through his brown hair. God help us with this one.

It only took about an hour to finish settling in, so Jaylien decided to put on some music. She plugged her iPod dock in and, after setting it up, hit play on her iPod. The opening to Panic! At the Disco's Time to Dance filling the room.

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention.
Cause that's just ridiculously odd
Well, she sure is gonna get it
Here's the setting
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes

She closed her eyes and just listened to the music. This was what she liked to do, just relax and listen to her music. She guessed that she probably picked that up from Blaine.

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
[x2]

She started to drum the beat on her thighs while moving slightly to the music.

Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

She didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
(Give me a break)
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams
(Give me a break)

She started singing along and smiling, sitting on the edge of her bed.

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
[x2]

Come on this is screaming "Photo op." op...
Come on
Come on
This is screaming
This is screaming
This is screaming "Photo op."

Not noticing the boy watching from the door way, she leaned back and closed her eyes, still singing along to her iPod.

Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys

Give me envy, give me malice, give me a-a-attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams

When the song ended, the boy, who had previously been silent, slowly started clapping, making Jaylien jump from where she was. She looked towards the door, looking like a deer caught in headlights. That is, until she saw who it was standing in the doorway. "Shane! You are such a jerk! You know I don't like people watching me while I sing!" she yelled and threw her pillow at him, hitting him square in the chest.

Shane put his hand where the pillow hit and looked mortally wounded. Then he started laughing like a maniac, earning him another pillow to the chest. He then put his hands up in surrender and stepped into the room. "Sorry, dad told me you were here so I decided to come see you. Plus I came to get Reed's sketch book that he left in his room," he spoke, holding up a leather-bound book as one of his goofy smiles coming to his face.

Jaylien just rolled her eyes. "Whatever, just don't do that again," she added with a glare. "So," she stood up and walked over to Shane, "when's lunch? I'd love to meet this boyfriend of yours."

Shane looked down at his watch then looked back at Jaylien. "Right about now." He smiled and grabbed Jaylien's hand, pulling her out of the room, down the hall, down to the common room, out the doors, and towards First and Main. "Come on, everyone should be there by now."

"Hey Blaine," Wes said, noticing Blaine's bad mood, "are you okay dude? You look like someone just shot your puppy."

Blaine looked up from his lunch and at the people that were looking in his direction. "Huh? Oh, it's nothing, just hating my dad right now." He stabbed at his food and glared at the table. "He's sending one of my cousin's here to 'watch over me' as he put it." He pushed his food out in front of him and sighed. "I don't know why he picked Jaylien to do it. She's worse than Dwight." He motioned to the young hunter sitting across from him.

"Wait," David inquired, "so there's going to be a girl living in Windsor?"

Before Blaine could answer, Shane came running in, pulling Jaylien behind him. "Hey guys!" he said happily, stopping next to Reed. "Look who I found in Blaine's room." He motioned to Jaylien, who was glaring holes into the back of his head.

She snatched her arm out of his grip and hit the back of his head. "Next time don't nearly pull my arm out of socket." She looked at the group of boys looking at her and spotted Blaine sitting next to a good looking boy with light brown hair styled in a perfect coif. She smirked and placed a hand on her hip. "Hey Blainey Boy, miss me?"

Blaine visibly sighed. "Hi Jaylien."

Jaylien smiled and walked over to Blaine, pulling him up into a hug. "It's good to see you Blaine, really."

Blaine hugged her back. "You too, Jay." Then he pulled away and sat back down, Jaylien sitting next to him.

"So, care to introduce me to all your friends?"

Blaine nodded and turned to the other guys. "Guys, this is my cousin that my dad sent to look after me, Jaylien Anderson. Jay, I'll just go around the table. This is my boyfriend, Kurt," he said, pointing to the boy next to him. "That's Wes, David, Evan and Ethan, Dwight, and Reed, Shane's boyfriend."

"It's nice to meet you all." She smiled and looked over all of the boys in front of her. Wes was a good looking Asian with black hair and kind, dark eyes. David was a good looking African American with barely any hair and nice, dark eyes. Evan and Ethan were good looking boys with blond hair and ice blue eyes that held mischief. Her eyes stopped on Dwight, who was reading a book while eating a turkey sandwich. He had straight, black hair, light blue/grey eyes, and pale skin that made his red lips stand out even more (He probably bites them.). She then noticed the medallions that hung around his neck. They were like the ones she had in her pocket. She stood up and walked over to Dwight, tapping on his shoulder and making him jump. "Sorry, I just wanted to look at your medallions," she said.

Dwight looked shocked but nodded. "Uh, sure."

Jaylien gave Shane a look that said 'please move before I move you myself' and then sat down where he had previously been. She then took out her medallions and held them up to Dwight's.

"You...you have some too?' he asked, looking down at Jaylien's hands as they held the two sets of medallions.

Jaylien looked up at him and smiled. "Yeah, I made them myself. Took me a while to finish them but they turned out pretty good." She sat up and looked at the book Dwight had been reading. "You like R.L. Stein books?"

"Yeah," Dwight answered, putting his bookmark where he was and shutting the book. "What about you?"

She shrugged. "I prefer poems and hieroglyphics really, but Stein is good."

They both laughed and started talking about the things that they like. Meanwhile, at the rest of the table, the guys were looking from Jaylien to Dwight. No one really knew what to say, this was the most Dwight had talked to anyone around the group. The first one to break the silence was Kurt, who had a small smile on his face. "They look cute together."

The others nodded and kept watching the two talk. "Yeah, but Jay won't say anything," Shane whispered. "She can be pretty shy when it comes to that."

"Yeah, last time she liked someone, she didn't tell the guy for like five months," Blaine added.

After classes ended, and Jaylien hit Blaine over the head for his comment at lunch, Jaylien was sitting in her room reading Emily Dickens while listening to her My Chemical Romance radio on Pandora. That's how Dwight found her when he looked into the room. He had wanted to ask her if she wanted watch Supernatural with him on Netflix seeing as no one else in the dorm (sans the twins) would watch it with him, but he didn't want to interrupt her reading. So he just stood awkwardly in the doorway and fiddled with his medallions nervously.

"You know, it's very rude to stare at people."

Dwight looked up, looking like a deer caught in headlights, and was speechless. Jaylien was looking at him, book closed in her lap and music turned off, with an eyebrow raised, making Dwight blush slightly and fiddle with his medallions more. "Uh... Sorry..."

Jaylien giggled and, after setting her book aside, got up and walked over to where Dwight was standing awkwardly in the doorway. "It's fine. So, what do you want?"

Dwight looked over at her with the blush still visible on his cheeks. "Uh... Do you...maybe...i don't know...want to watch Supernatural with me?" he whispered, looking down at his feet. Why am I so nervous? I am a hunter. Come on Dwight, it's not like it's a date or anything. Although that would be nice. What am I thinking? I just met the girl. Seriously, this is getting ridiculous.

A hand landed on his shoulder, making him look up and meet hazel (Or are they green?) eyes. "Sure," Jaylien answered with a kind smile. "I haven't seen the old episodes in a while, it'll be fun."

Dwight smiled slightly and nodded. "Um...come on, I'll uh...show you where my room is." He turned around and lead Jaylien down the hallway to where his and Todd's room was (just a few doors down from Blaine's). He kept his hands in the pockets of his trench coat and tried to keep his eyes forward instead of on the girl next to him. That is, until she made a comment on his trench coat.

"You know, with a trench coat on, you look like a young, black haired Castiel."

That made Dwight look over at her questioningly. "Really?" he inquired. He looked down at his coat. It does look like Castiel's, he thought. He smiled slightly. "Thanks."

"No problem."

Dwight opened his room door and let Jaylien walk in, noticing that she carefully stepped over the salt line, and followed her in. "Nice room, I can tell which side belongs to you." She walked over to his bed and sat down. She then looked over at him and smiled. "So, we going to watch it on your laptop or the TV?"

"My laptop," Dwight answered, pointing to the laptop on the desk next to the bed. "Todd got mad at me the last time I took over the TV to watch Netflix."

Jaylien giggled. "Well, then come on. I don't bite." She then added, "But I will kill you if you're not human." She smirked and scooted over on Dwight's bed as he grabbed his laptop and sat down next to her.

"Want to start at the first episode?"

"Yeah, I was kind of hoping you would say that."

They smiled at each other and sat back against the headboard, setting the laptop half on Dwight and half on Jaylien. Dwight logged into his Netflix account and pulled up Supernatural, finding the first episode of season one and pressing play. They settled back and watched the screen as Dean and Sam Winchester wrestled in Sam's living room.

A/N: Well, that's chapter 1...hope you guys liked it. I'll try to post the next chapter as soon as possible. Plaese R&R! Love to all of you who Follow/Favorite me. It makes me really happy. :D

Jaylien: Please tell her if you like the story, it'll make her really happy. *walks off to go watch Supernatural with Dwight*