"So that's all" Dean said talking to Sam.

"Yea that's everything" Sam says quickly.

"Ok, well then I will get to it right away"

"No wait, there's one more thing!"

"Um alright, shoot!"

"How do you talk to girls?"

"What!?"

The very fact that Sam was asking him in the first place astounded Dean greatly. So after a brief moment of awkward silence, Sam broke it suddenly.

"Please! I'm kind of in need right now." Sam pleaded.

"Um… ok. What's the deal?" Dean asked

Sam looked over seeing that the girl was looking at him again he quickly grabbed a random magazine off the table and put it in front of his face pretending to read it.

"Ok let's say, metaphorically, that there was a girl."

"Uh huh….."

"And she was kinda pretty."

"Kinda?" Dean said with a smirk that Sam through some brotherly connection knew was on his face.

"Ok, really pretty! And perhaps she kept looking at me, I kept looking at her, and we both kept making eye contact and quickly disconnecting that eye contact."

"Ok first of all, keep that eye contact. And next, what angle is she sitting from you? "

Sam sat there at the table completely dumbfounded! How in the world would that help at all! As soon as he looked up at the magazine he realized what he was holding. "Sweet Tips for Dating Makeup". He quickly threw back on the table once again in the open without defense. Sam gave a heavy sigh.

"What does the angle of her from me have to do with anything?"

"Well, I wanted to know if she has seen your face yet, because if she has you are in trouble."

"As you can see by the lack of my laughter… I'm not amused"

"Ok, I see your urgency. So hers what you do, go up to her…and be just like me!"

"Alright this was a mistake, I'm going in!"

"Good luck soldier!" Dean said saluting.

As Dean hung up he looked up and declared "His done for!"

Sam looked up at the girl ahead of him and stood up bracing himself for the task ahead. He began to walk towards her slowly. "I'm going to regret this I just know it!" Sam thought to himself. As soon as he got there the first thing he thought was "It works for Dean why not me?" He placed his hand on the table right on top some loose paper.

"Hey there!" Sam said with an attempt to a flirty smile. But before she could reply the papers under his hands slipped, causing him to fall over and face planted the floor. Attracting several looks, and shushes. The girl stood up quickly and looked at dean to see if she could help.

"Wow, I'm ok, I'm ok, thank you though." Sam said standing up. "I'm uh, Sam by the way."

All that was given was a shy smile, which made an awkward moment a lot more awkward.

"I uh was over there reading, well of course I was reading it's a library hehe. But any way, I saw you and I was kinda of like, she looks nice, and decided to come over and talk to you. So yea, that's why I'm here…..talking….to you"

The silence from the girl was overpowering. After a moment Sam finally said something.

"Sonooo what's your name?" Sam asked awkwardly.

Still nothing, she almost seemed petrified of Sam.

"Are you ok? You don't look too good."

"Uhhh"

"Um, am I making you uncomfortable? Cause I can leave."

"NO! DON'T GO!" The girl abruptly shouting gaining the shushes of everyone in the building.

This sudden outburst caught Sam of guard.

"Oh, I uh , wont then. Any particular reason, I mean just asking."

"Ok I think you really cute; I've been watching you a lot, ever since you got to this school. I have been trying to find a way to talk to you ever since. So I followed you here and have been watching you and now you're here and I have nothing to tell you."

"Oh, well, I guess I kinda…. Didn't see that coming."

"Oh no now I made you feel uncomfortable, way to go Lora. I'm so sorry! I'll just leave now. Bye!"

Before Sam could say anything else Lora had ran out of the library right past John. John saw her speed by, and quickly retraced her steps to Sam's blank face. John walked up to Sam and placed his hand on his sons shoulder.

"You uh, want to talk about it?" John asked concerned.

"I will never, understand women!"

"Amen son, amen! Let's get going and good job on the research buddy, it really helped."

Sam and John walked out the library and began to talk to one another, while Lora watched from a distance….creepily.

(A.N)(Jolan) Hey everyone what's up! Well this was my first go at a story by myself, and I'm nervous that Panthon has already set the standards for our stories to high, and thus you will all be disappointed. She just has a way of making our stories come together on page. But I hope you like this! So please review.

Thanks