I woke up that next morning and went downstairs to get some breakfast that my Mother Theresa Russo was cooking. Mom was a great cook, but somehow that morning I couldn't eat a bite. I was feeling really guilty because of what I said to Justin last night, and feeling worried that he would tell my parents about Dean. My father Jerry Russo would be angry with me that I'm dating a older guy, and for not telling the family.
I stared at Justin from across the room, I didn't touch my food, I just waited on him to say something. He always had been a tattle tale. Justin sat down in front of me at the table and didn't even look at me as he poured syrup onto his pancakes."So children, what's going on? You're not speaking to each other. Did Alex do something again?" Mom asked. I frowned. Justin looked at Mom and Dad.
"No, I'm just tired. " Justin lied. That was not the truth."I'm not hungry, Mom. I'm going to go get ready for school." I said. I got up and went upstairs to get ready.
I was fixing my hair when I saw Justin walk by my room. When I finished I put everything up and I went to talk to Justin. I had to apologize to him because I felt bad, and he might tell Mom and Dad about Dean.
"Justin, I'm sorry about what I said to you last night. I didn't mean it, I just got mad. I just don't want Mom and Dad to find out about Dean. Not yet anyway. So please forgive me." I said. I tried to give him puppy dog eyes, it usually works on Justin and Max.
"Apology accepted. I won't tell them, but Alex you will have to sooner or later." Justin said.
"I know, and I'm going to. When I turn eighteen. I will tell them that I just met him, and if it would be okay to date him. Everything's going to work out." I said. Justin laughed at me."Does your plans ever work out? You better hope that nothing comes out in the wash." Justin smiled and walked into his room. He was right. My plans never do work out, I always get in trouble. Maybe not this time.
It was hard keeping a secret like this from my best friend Harper. If I would tell her, she would just make me tell my parents. It's best if she doesn't know. I was at my locker when Harper walked up to me all cheerful."What's up?" I asked."I'm dating Zeke!" Harper smiled dreamingly.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so happy for you! " I smiled and hugged Harper. Zeke and Harper are like the perfect couple, they really belong together, just like Dean and me.
"Thanks Alex! So are you dating anyone?" Harper smiled. I wanted to tell her so bad, but I didn't."No, I really wish I had a boyfriend though." I lied. Harper laughed.
"You'll have one, you always have boyfriends." Harper grinned. She said she had to go meet Zeke before class, she waved and walked away. The bell rang and I went to art class.
The school day was over and it was time to go home. I couldn't help but notice two tall men talking to the principal Mr. Laritate. I finally realized that it was Dean and his brother Sam."So wasn't there a recent strange death at your school Mr. Laritate?" Dean asked. Mr. Laritate looked nervous but he replied.
"Yes, a student…uh fell on a saw that was running in wood shop." Mr. Laritate said. I frowned, she remembered that day. Everyone was scared and running around, and that guy's guts were everywhere and she couldn't get the image out of her mind."How did that happen? Did anyone push him into the saw?" Sam asked."No, he just seemed to fall, that's what I heard. Why are you asking me these questions, I thought they cleaned up the investigation a long time ago?" Mr. Laritate asked."We're just checking again." Dean said."Did Alan Peterson have any enemies?" Sam asked. "No, he was a good student, everyone liked him. " Mr. Laritate said."Can we go check out the wood shop class? That would be helpful for our investigation." Sam said. Mr. Laritate nodded and gestured them to follow him. I moved out of eyesight and hid behind a door and watched them follow the principal down the hall.
I knew that Dean and Sam were not detectives, Dean told me that he was a construction worker, he was lying to me. Also, what kind of questions was those? Strange deaths? Enemies? I have to get to the bottom of this. I walked down the hallway making sure no one was watching and I walked down to wood shop and I stood by the door and listened. The classroom door had the "Crime scene, do not enter" taped across the door. It was really odd to see something like that at our school. No one wanted anyone to come in, it was a mess after what happened. I could see Dean walking around and checking things out. Sam pointed at the saw that Alan fell on. It was bloody. I felt like I was going to pass out by just looking at it from the door."This is what killed Alan." Sam said. Dean laughed."This is what he got killed with, this isn't what killed him." Dean said."So what do you think it is?" Sam asked Dean."I don't know, witch, demon, evil sprit ?" Dean said."I'll check for hex bags." Sam said. Witches, demons? Evil Ghosts? Who were they? What were hex bags? Sam made a noise and picked up something behind a desk."Bingo! This is one powerful hex bag. There's a witch in town." Sam said."Figures." Dean said. I was so creeped out and confused, I felt a hand fall on my shoulder. I jumped and turned around to see Mr. Laritate."Alex Russo, what do you think you're doing? Stop eavesdropping on these men and go home." He said. I awkwardly walked off and was wondering if Sam and Dean heard the principal say my name. I would have some explaining to do then. They would too.