Okay, I'm heading off to school now, and won't be around a computer for a week or so. But here's chapter one in my newest story!

Leave lots of reviews and I'll have another chapter ready for when I finally have internet access again!

Oh, and I own nothing-welcome to college :P

~wwsadd

Chapter One: Buy me a Drink?

"Where do you think you're going?" I spun around, and smirked at my one and only girl-friend.

She was a year older than me, but we'd been friends since forever, and we were the only two girls on campus that didn't seem to think they should bleach their hair blonde and spend half their day in a tanning bed. Maybe because we knew we were cool without it.

"Same place you're going." I said, turning back to face my mirror. I finished with the black eyeliner, added some green eye shadow that matched my eyes, and threw all my makeup back in a drawer.

"Riiiiight. Your brother is going to flip serious shit, Andie." I shrugged, yanking my waves of long black hair back into a messy bun, and slipping on black flip-flops.

"So not my problem. I'm not going tonight to hang out with my brother anyway." I reminded her. "I'm sick of all of 'em. They can kiss my ass." I said, stuffing some cash, my phone, and my room key in the pocket of my jeans.

"Oh, is that so?" She asked, heading into the hallway so I could shut off the light and pull the door closed.

"Yes. Everyone seems to love my brother to death… they miss the part where he's the world's biggest pain in the ass." I reminded her. She laughed, rolling her eyes and leading the way down the stairs.

We climbed in her Escalade. We always took turns driving, much to my displeasure. "You know he just feels the need to scare off all the boys because you're too pretty, and you've got that whole 'act-first, think-later' mentality thing going." She said mildly, turning up the sound on the radio.

She had a point. I liked to have fun, and lots of it. But someone had to even out my "perfect" older brother. I was more than up to the task.

"He's only a year older than me! He's not my father." I grumbled. The dark haired girl next to me had nothing to say to that. She thought my father was dead—everyone did. But it was a stupid lie.

We pulled up at the side of the raging party a few minutes later. I hopped out, inhaling the scent of burning driftwood and sea. I grinned down at my outfit. Time to raise a little hell.

I left Kate with some of her "cool" junior friends. Because of my brother and his friends, everyone knew who I was, but I had few friends my own age, which was fine by me, most of the people I went to school with annoyed the hell out of me.

Sauntering over to the makeshift bar, I leaned over to whisper in the kid's ear. His face turned red as I giggled, and he handed me a plastic red cup. I kissed him swiftly on the cheek and turned back toward the fire. Time for the real fun to start.

******

The fire was dancing, throwing flames high up into the sky. I laughed, draining what was in the plastic red cup that someone had handed me. What a way to celebrate my sophomore year. Too bad classes started again on Monday… I wanted Winter Break to last forever.

The night was clear, the large bonfire throwing enough heat to chase away the January chill.

And even better? My brother and his stupid friends hadn't even shown up yet. I didn't really even remember why I was mad at them… I'd forgotten three plastic red cups ago.

People were dancing, and I moved along in time to the beat, surprised when someone's hands landed on my hips. No one around here got that close to me… oh yeah! That's why I was mad.

I turned, leaning into the person. He must be new in town… worked just fine for me! I let my hands slide up his very toned chest and land on his shoulders. He had the deepest hazel eyes I'd ever seen. And his light, shaggy hair was tousled carelessly.

It was official; I'd never seen him in Ipswich before. "What's a pretty girl like you doin' dancin' all by yourself?" He asked, the firelight dancing off the metal of a small ring in his ear. He definitely seemed like the Casanova type.

I snickered, while mentally thanking whatever higher power was out there that I held my liquor so well. "Apparently you haven't met my overbearing older brother." I said, cocking my head to one side and smiling my most dazzling smile at him.

He smirked. "Is that so?" I nodded, pouting. His hands pulled my hips closer to his, as they swayed in time to the blaring music. "I'll take my chances." He said with a wink.

I laughed. "Finally! Someone who isn't a complete and total pansy!" I said dramatically, adding an eye roll so he'd know I was kidding. "I'm Andie Danvers, I'm a sophomore at Spenser. You must be new."

He let go of me as the song ended. Offering me his hand to shake, he leaned in to talk over the next song that was screaming from the large speakers. "Dean Winchester. I just moved here. I'll be starting, well, ending my junior year on Monday." He told me.

His lips were so close to my ear that I was getting goosebumps down the back of my neck… the good kind. He definitely didn't look like the typical Spenser stereotype, and I was all the more drawn to him for it.

"My brother and his annoying friends are juniors too." I warned him.

"Hmmm…what if I'd rather hang out with you?" He asked, and I could hear the note of a joke in his voice.

I grinned. He might be a player, but boy was he attractive… and he didn't seem to be sidetracked by my family. The way I saw it, all be it through a haze of Rum and Coke, it couldn't hurt to have a little fun.

"Well, maybe that can be arranged." I said, pulling him by the front of his shirt deeper into the crowd of dancers.

******
Inevitably, however, the cops got called a couple hours later. "Do you have a ride back to school?" I asked, as we all scattered.

I headed toward the Escalade. He let go of my hand when we hit the cover of the trees, veering to the right. "Yeah, I'll catch you later Andie!" He called with a wink and a smirk. A couple people turned to stare at him. I couldn't help but be impressed by his car. '67 Impala, classic.

I threw myself in the passenger side as Kate took off. "Did the boys ever show up?" I asked, as she swerved to beat the rush and sped back onto the highway, shooting gravel everywhere.

She shook her head, looking disappointed. "They promised they'd be here and they bailed. Again, shocker." She said, apparently in a huff.

I sighed. "Sucks for you, rocks for me." I said, giggling.

She rolled her eyes. "You're still gonna get it later." I shrugged.

"Trust me, tonight was worth it." I told her, thinking of the way the mysterious boy's eyes sparkled in the firelight, like he was in on a joke no one else got.

"Well, we'll see who's laughing tomorrow." She bit back, imagining no doubt, the way Caleb and his friends were gonna freak out. Oooh, goody.