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This chapter is a Sam/Jessica pairing.
Chapter 2 "Jessie's Girl by Rick Springfield"
Sam watched the girl who seemed to be attached to the dude's arm. Her blonde hair swayed back and forth as she twitched her head and laughed at a joke her boyfriend said. Her plump, shining lips drew his attention and he almost drooled as he stared.
Someone turned the music louder and Sam winced; he was afraid his eardrums would burst. Somebody else turned the lights down lower and Sam sighed as his view of the girl became substantially worse. Now he could only see her outline...although that wasn't bad either. He took another sip of his beer{he didn't know where it came from, probably one of the older college kids} and tilted his head, admiring her slight yet busty frame.
He wouldn't say that he was obsessed with the girl...well, yeah he was. He watched her in class, when she walked down the halls, and now at this party. Parties weren't really his thing, and he didn't want to come because he was a little behind on his papers, but the chance of seeing her outweighed the need to complete his essays. The only thing that ruined it was the boyfriend; she was always with that damned guy.
Sam knew it wasn't nice, but he wished she would break up with him and notice Sam. But she only had eyes for HIM.
A nearby chair seemed to call his name as he grew a little light-headed from the beer, and Sam slumped into it, wishing, and not for the first time, that Dean were here. Sam had missed Dean terribly since he ran away to go to school. He was sure Dean could develop some insane plan to get Sam together with the girl. But Dean wasn't here.
Sam took another swig from his beer can and decided to leave. Being here was depressing, and he was afraid his head would soon explode from the volume of the music, which seemed like it got even louder, if that was possible. It was impossible to even hear himself think. He stood, finished his beer and tossed it into the trash nearby, willing himself not to look back at the girl's outline. He wanted her so badly it felt like a sickness.
The sweet, cool breeze of the night felt good on his face after the heat and the smell of sweat and beer inside. He took a deep breath and started walking back to the dorms, trying to decide which paper to work on first when a strange sound met his ears. It was surprising he could still hear anything after the music, but he followed the sniffling sounds to a bench under some trees nearby. Being a hunter, it was in his nature to help someone in trouble, even if it didn't have to do with hunting.
"Hello?" he called softly and the sniffling stopped immediately. Sam saw the outline of a girl sitting on the bench, hurriedly wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her lacy blouse. Her face was hidden in the shadows, so Sam couldn't tell who it was, but he assumed it was someone from the college. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah." the girl said, her voice stuffy from crying. She stood up and moved over so that she was standing in the circle of light the nearby streetlight was throwing off. Perhaps she was afraid Sam was going to kidnap or rape her or something. Sam's heart jumped in his chest when he realized who it was. The Girl.
"I'm sorry. It's my boyfriend." she said quickly and moved back to go inside.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you. I go to the college, too. You're in a few of my classes." Sam said casually, although his heart was beating a million times faster then it should be.
The girl's face relaxed as she took a closer look at him and an expression of recognition crossed her features. "Yes, you're Sam, right?"
Sam's stomach did a flip-flop. She knew his name? She knew his NAME!
"How did you know?" Sam asked, trying to keep his composure despite on the inside it felt like all his organs were rearranging themselves.
"You answer a lot of questions in class." she smiled. "I'm Jessica, by the way. Everybody calls me Jess, though."
"Are you going back to the party?" Sam asked, thinking maybe he would go back if she was going back. They could have a few beers together, talk and who knows what might happen after that?
"No." Jessica's pretty face looked even sexier as she scowled. "My boyfriend..he's a jerk. I just broke up with him. I don't even want to see him right now."
"Really?"
"You sound surprised." Jessica said, glancing at him with a curious expression.
Sam colored, and he was glad it was dark out so Jessica couldn't see his face. "It's just that I've seen you walking with him, and you seem so happy."
"Yeah, in public, we do okay, but in private, we fight nonstop. I kept trying to fix it, but he's just so..crude. I couldn't take it anymore. He's always bragging about how hot I am, like I'm his property. Tonight he asked his friends if they wanted to squeeze my ass to see if it's firmer then their girlfriends' asses."
"Wow. I see why you broke up with him." Sam said, although he was wishing that he was one of those friends right now as he admired how her shorts hugged her ass nicely.
"Yeah." she sighed and shook her head. "So anyway, Sam. I'll see you around then." Jessica smiled at him. "I gotta go study for a test anyway." She headed down the street, away from the party, and Sam watched her hips as they swayed. She glanced back at him and waved, and he waved back, his heart pumping wildly. Perhaps there was a chance for him after all.
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