Hey! So I do know own anythings except Adelaïde and Garrett.

This is my first story, so please be nice. Here let's start!

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I almost jump out of the passenger seat before the car stop. I was angry, sad and lost. My IPod was screaming the music I was listening. I knew that one of my two assholes brothers was following near behind me, but I wasn't freaking care that I was scaring the Hell out of them. I was totally, completely, definitively pissed at them. We're lost in the middle of nowhere and the cherry on the cake: my car was at Bobby's house to get fix. I can escape form my brothers. Damn, I so fucking hate our job!

I enter in the local bar, called Nicky's. Greeaaaat an underage, hormonal students place. I step a little more into the place and all the eyes snap into my direction, yeah like I love the attention. Hear the sarcasm in my voice? Listen well you may find it! Anyways, I could hear the voices talking of me behind my back, I could also hear the whistles form the boys. But who said I did care for a bunch of underage students in the middle of nowhere. So who said that I did care for someone else that my brothers? Not me! I didn't fucking care what the world think of me.

I find my way to the jux-box, took off my IPod and pick up "Zerospace' from Kidney Thieves. God, I loooove this song. My hips start moving with the blast of the music, I can tell by the arm around me that it's Sam, my second asshole oldest brother. I lead him on the dance floor, where everyone let us dance. I mead, sure as Hell I'm mad at him, but I can help myself when we dance together. Like I can help myself to sleep with Dean every time I have the chance to do!

Now I bet you think it's some kind of disgusting that I sleep with my older brother, but to tell you the truth, they aren't my real brothers. My real older brother let our mom send me away with them. Dean isn't my brother so I can do whatever I want with him... Well except all we do, because I'm underage. Yeah, yeah I hate the people like me, I never know why. Maybe it's because since I'm 12 years old I barely spend time with some person who have the same age as me. I mean, Dean's near 30 years old, Sam's 26 years old, Garrett's 24 years old, Bobby's past 50, he didn't what to tell me his age, Helen's 45 years old and Jo's something like 23-24 years old last time I've see her.

The song was end before I can tell it. Sam led me to the table our "brother" takes for us.

"You didn't like all the attention, huh, lil'bit?" He winked at me. I roll my eyes to answer him. Like I will let him own me. I'm not Sam!

My eyes scan the place to find a boy next to a pool table. He was looking like a fucking mamma's boy or a daddy's, never mind! I send a look to Dean and point him the pool table. He looks back at me with a devilish smile. I bet Azazel will be proud of this! Sam glances at me with a warning look. Huh, such a pussy little Sammy! I don't care I want kick some ass at pool and earn money from little daddy's boys!

"Let's have fun, living dead boy!"

"Hell yeah, silent scream!" Dean shouts me back.

I walk directly to the pool table, with Dean following my track like a dog. Cool, the over-protecting brother mood. I'm tired of this, I miss my real brother. He wasn't that over protecting with me, at least last time I've look in my memories... God I miss him so much... Hell don't you dare start this now, girl! You're gonna kick some ass at pool and take away the money.

The guy look back at me and I recognize that look. It was the same look that Dean got, when he want to get in a girl pants. It was all predators, like if I was a piece of meat. Oh boy, you got it so wrong. Actually, I am the predator for your money, not your cock. I stop in front of the guy and look up at him.

"Yo, I bet you 150$, that you can't beat me and my brother at pool." I smirk at him, pointing Dean behind me. I hear Sam chuckle and I smile at myself.

"Deal." I hear him answer. If my smile could get wider, he was.

It took us almost 20 minutes to beat the shit out of the boy, who tell us is name was Aaron or something like that. I don't remember his name, I mean it's not like I'll stay there any longer. Plus I don't like screw fuzzy head. I prefer my boy with short brown hair, blue eyes, like one of my old friend. Anyway, we kick is ass out and took him about 400$, because he was always coming back saying that he wanted a revenge. But, hey, no one can beat me and Dean!

I was walking back to the pool tables when I see two newbie standing beside my big brother, a blond and a brown guy. They were looking more and more familiar to me each time I took a step to where they were. Two others guy came stand near to the blond and brown guys, a black haired boy and a long-ish haired boy.

"OH. MY. CRAPY. FREAKING. GOD!" I nearly scream in Dean ear. "We are leaving Dean. Come on, Sam."

"WHAT?! No, me and those boys were about to kick that Abbot ass! We can't leave now, Kyle!" He was practically begging me to stay there.

"We are leaving. NOW!" I shot him dead glance, practically dragging Sam off.

"No need to be that..."

"Cut it off Garwin! We are leaving Dean." They were all looking at me, four with full of surprise eyes and two with understanding look.

Dean nearly push me out of the bar. We speed up to the Impala, but I stop dead in my tracks. My bike, my baby, we can't leave her here all alone. I've probably talk out loud, because Sam look at me with a eyebrow frown and Dean with a glad expression.

"It's a freaking bike, Ada. We have to leave, now. You tell it yourself." Sam was looking at me with his hand open in front of me.

"But, it's my baby, Sam." I was pouting at him, puppy eyeing him.

"FINE!" He screams at me, was he pitching my keys.

I was about to jumps on my bike when a hand falls on my shoulder yanking me back. I open my eyes, which I didn't know I have closed, to see four angry- confused boys standing in front of me. I was so in deep shit. I've screwed up the entire thing.

"Who the hell are you, girl?" The black haired boy asks me.

"None of your business, Danvers. Leave my little sister alone." Dean was now behind them pointing a gun at them, Sam near beside him with a loaded gun too.

"Woah, woah, woah, we'll leave her alone after she answer why she know Reid." The Danvers boy answers to my brother.

I walk up to Dean, take his gun away and push him off.

"Leave it alone. I can handle myself." He was about to say something, but I place my hand on his mouth. "Better that you, living dead." He frowns at me, before mocking me.

I turn back to stand in front of the four hometown boys.

"My name is Adelaïde Hope Danvers..." I whisper, hoping to don't have to say it again.

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The first chapter... Reviews please like I said it's my first of all!