Heya, I was up to 3 in the morning typing my fanfiction yesterday and i've realised it's gonna be quite a long one, so i'll hopefully be adding multiple chapters every few days. I'm off school for a week so it's easier to get time to upload them but once im back and getting coursework dumped on me again and i have trial exams coming up so i'll be back to having to put my fanfic on hold. Great...i hate damn year 11 lol
Anyways, thanks for reading it and reviewing, glad its getting picked up. Also, i got a reiview mentioning my use of the word Fag to describe a cigarette and i would just liek to say i didn't personally think that would offend anyone, i live in the UK and that is like our common day slang for cigarettes, like we hear it all the time so it's just my natural speech but i have gone back on my pages (that are yet to come) and changed it, so if the word cigarettes or cigs seem repetive then thats why.
Cheers all xxxx
Oh and if you see that anywhere it says Dean is 18, just ignore that. He is still 20, i changed his age last minute so i may have not corrected all my errors. Thanks a munch bunch xxxx
Enjoy
"So, what do you say, Dad's not gonna be home for a few days. How about a different take out each night? Maybe even call some of the local girls round" Dean winked as he took out a bottle of beer from the fridge and sat on the sofa, flicking the TV on.
"Does Dad know your drinking his beers?" Sam said, looking up from his book.
"No, and he's not gonna find out, is he Sammy?"
Look at Dean, drinking underage. See, being more like Dean will probably make Dad like you more.
"No, I guess not.."
"Exactly" Dean smiled "So,dinner?"
"Er, how about some of the food Dad actually left us?"
"What are you kidding me? I'm a growing boy, I need my food."
"Dean, your 20, I think you've stopped growing"
"Nah, cos that means that one day you will be taller than me, and we all know thats not gonna happen" Dean laughed, picking up the phone "Hey, I'd like a large Meatfeast pizza" Sam sighed looking down at his book but not reading the words.
I think Layla might actually be starting to like me. Well, now that I'm actually doing something with the rest of the gang. I can't believe I even hesitated, this is something I can do at school with them that I'm actually included in rather than just hearing about it. Dean won't even find out, it's just a phase, and anyway we'll probably be on the move again in a few months...
"Earth to geek boy" Dean said, waving a hand in front of Sam's face.
"er.. what?" Sam snapped his book closed as he came out of his train of thought.
"I said pizzas here, unless you just want the taller, good looking people to eat it, in which case I've already had a slice" Dean winked. Sam continued to be quiet, he didn't want to leave. "Sam? You okay kiddo?"
"When do you think we'll be leaving?" Sam said quietly, fiddling with the tattered cover of his book.
"Not sure, a few months maybe, why? Are you being bullied? Cos if you are -"
"No, I'm not being bullied, don't worry about it"
"Okay Sam but- ohhhhhhh Layla!" Dean smiled "Aw Sammy, you sly dog" Sometimes Sam didn't give Dean enough credit about his intelligence, well his social intelligence anyways.
"No, not Layla... just...er..." Sam struggled to defend himself "Fine"
"Ha ha, that's my boy, little Sammy finally bagged himself a babe."
"She's not my 'babe' we're not even going out... I just...like her"
"You and me are from two different worlds brother. Well, better hurry up, pizzas getting cold"
"'kay" Sam sat up and walked over to the kitchen, Dean was already at his seat, leaning over the pizza box whilst stuffing a slice into his mouth. He sighed, grabbing himself a plate and dropped a slice onto it.
"So, how you settling into school?"
"Dean, I've been at school for a month now, bit late to be asking that question isn't it?"
"I don't know, we barely get time to talk anymore since that demon started showing up again and you and Dad always...well you know"
"Yeah.." If only Dean knew why he never wanted to go on hunts, it wasn't just because he was being stubborn, he just wanted to be a normal teenager, he didn't see why that was so much to ask "Well, schools...great" Sam smiled, reflecting on his productive day.
"Great? Wow, then what am I missing?"
"Erm.. a brain, common sense, manners.."
"Oi, shut your cake hole"
"Okay, jerk"
"Bitch...So, why is this school so great, doesn't seem like it with the way you've been moping around all the time"
"I don't know, today was better I guess"
"Really what happened?"
I did something you and Dad would hate. I finally got to do something normal for once. I finally got accepted into my group. Layla finally noticed me as Sam, the kid who wasn't afraid to try a cigarette, not just Sam, the kid whose Dad never lets him go anywhere.
"I don't know, I just think my friends finally...accepted me"
"What? You pass their test?"
"Test?" Sam said looking up from his second slice of pizza.
"You know with the beer drinking contest and chugging a whole keg...man you need to go to some more parties"
"Well I would if Dad-"
"Forget I said anything" Dean stuffed his fourth slice into his mouth.
"I'm going to our room" Sam sighed as he put the last of his pizza into the bin and put his plate into the sink.
"Sam, I didn't mean-"
"What?" He was truly puzzled.
"Well, aren't going off in your usual huff?"
"No" Sam laughed "I've got homework to do"
"Oh right..." Dean's face turned red "I knew that"
