A/N: Please listen to "Everything's Magic" by Angels and Airwaves for this chapter! Yet another fun, Winchester breakfast for you. John and Renee's not date will be in the next chapter. Thanks!

"And do you ever feel like you're alone?/And do you ever wish you'd be unknown?/I can say that I have./I can say that I have…"

Flynn walked into the kitchen, his mom and dad already making breakfast. He watched as the two of them worked in harmony together, just enjoying each others' company. Flynn grabbed is camera that was hanging around his neck and began to take pictures. Flynn was an introvert but it gave him time to make observations. He guessed that was why he liked photography.

He loved getting candid shots of his parents.

He smiled, as he got another good shot. He took a couple more. They were just so in love. He had seen pictures of them before, and he recognized that look in his father's eyes. His father looked at his mother with such love and admiration He took another picture with the two of them looking at each other, sharing a secretive smile, and then another one of them, his father's hand placed on the small of his mother's back as he moved by her to get plates from the cabinet. He was about to take another one when-

"Flynn, you scared me!" Meredith jumped, hearing the click of her son's camera go off.

"Sorry, Mom. You know how I get carried away with this thing," Flynn replied, motioning to his camera.

"Yeah, well don't sneak up on us like that," Dean added, light heartedly.

"It's fine. Why don't you come sit?" Meredith suggested.

"Sure. It'll probably be nice to enjoy some peace and quiet before the rest of them get in here," Flynn chuckled, sitting down at the kitchen table and fixing himself a bowl of cereal while his parents finished up the scrambled eggs and bacon.

Dean laughed, "Speaking of, isn't it about time to rally the troops?"

"Do we have to?" Flynn groaned.

"Flynn!" Meredith said.

"Sorry, Mom. It's just… nice," Flynn shrugged.

"Flynn, I know your brothers and sisters are… rambunctious, but they are you brothers and sisters," Meredith reminded.

"I know, I know," Flynn replied. He loved his siblings but sometimes they could be such a headache. And then when the all got together, the cousins and then the Walsh family, it was about ten times more hectic. He loved his family, he did, but sometimes Flynn just needed some time to himself, which was hard to find in a house of six.

He set his camera next to him on the kitchen table. He couldn't wait to develop the pictures he had taken, at his school. They had a dark room that was used as for an open studio during lunch and afterschool on most days. He loved taking candid shots of his family because he always seemed to capture the subtlethings that everyone overlooked. He loved the subtle looks of love from his parents that he'd find, and the quietness of his sister that was always so rare, John's vulnerability that was never obvious, and Jude's kind eyes.

Flynn grabbed the open cheerio box on the table and grabbed a handful of cheerios before beginning to eat them.

"Flynn, try not to use all the hot water next time," Victoria grumbled coming into the kitchen and sitting down, across from Flynn.

"Well, good morning to you too, grumpy. Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," Flynn snickered.

"Well, if your shower had turned cold halfway through, you'd probably be pretty grumpy too," Victoria snapped.

"You suck!" Victoria groaned, throwing a cheerio that had fallen on the table at Flynn.

"Hey!" Flynn exclaimed, throwing another cheerio back at his sister.

"Stop it!" Victoria laughed, dodging the cheerio.

"You started it!" Flynn laughed.

"Ooh, right here," John said, coming into the kitchen. Victoria, knowing what he was saying, threw a cheerio at him and John caught it in his mouth. "I worked all summer long to be able to do that!"

"Wow, what a man!" Jude teased. He patted his brother on the shoulder once before walking past him and to the kitchen area where his parents were. "Do you guys need any help?"

"Well, good morning to you too, Jude," John replied, sarcastically.

"No, we're fine," Dean said.

"We're finished here," Meredith added.

"Sweet. Breakfast," John said to himself.

"And do you ever feel things here aren't right?/And do you ever feel the time slip by?/And I can say that I have./And I can say that I have…"

"Hey, you," a voice said. John shut his locker to find Jamie leaning against the locker and smiling a flirty smile at him.

"What's up?" John asked back, a small smile on his face.

"What do you think about coming over tonight?" Jamie asked, cocking her head to the side, flirtatiously.

"Tonight? Uh… I can't do tonight," John replied.

"Why not?" Jamie asked.

"I just got a thing…" John shrugged, trying to come up with an answer. He couldn't tell her that he was going out with Renee. Jamie would think something of it. Hell, John was thinking something of it, even if it was a "not-date". John didn't want to lose Jamie, or at least the fun that they had. "Family thing."

"Oh, okay. You're pretty close with your family," Jamie observed.

"Yeah, I am," John stated.

"Huh. Well, walk me to class?" she asked, hiding her disappointment.

"Why not?" John asked. He tucked his text book underneath his arm and the two of them headed to Jamie's first period class.

"Hey. Is your brother still seeing that bimbo?" Haley asked, meeting up with Victoria and Flynn as they stood in the hall, since class wouldn't start for five more minutes.

"Unfortunately," Victoria sighed.

"Who? Jamie Callahan?" Flynn asked.

"Unfortunately," both Victoria and Haley said simultaneously.

"I don't know, you guys. I mean, I don't see anything wrong with her," Flynn shrugged.

"Yeah, well, that's because, like John, you're thinking with your downstairs brain. Yeah, she's pretty, but John could do so much better! I mean, I tried talking to the girl over the summer, you know, because she was dating John… wow it was hard to hold a conversation with her," Victoria said.

"Oh my God, I remembered that. Well, that and she treated us like we were two years old. She's not the brightest crayon in the box," Haley agreed.

"To be honest, I don't think they do much talking," Flynn chuckled.

"Okay, thanks, Flynn. We all know they're fun buddies," Victoria said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"Alright, fine. If he can do better, who do you think John should be with?"Flynn asked.

Victoria shrugged, "I don't know. Someone who has a brain, that's for sure."

"Victoria, she's not that bad," Haley reminded.

"I guess…" Victoria trailed off.

"Hey, you guys. Are you ready for yet another crazy family gathering?" Renee asked, approaching the three. Victoria looked at her friend. Renee was so classy and she was just as pretty, if not, even prettier than Jamie Callahan.

"Of course," Flynn replied.

"I don't know. I'm not quite sure I'm ready for another game of football like last year," Haley piped up.

"Sorry, us Winchesters go hard," Flynn shrugged.

"Yeah, we do!" Victoria said back, fist bumping her brother. Both Renee and Haley just laughed at the twins' little exchange.

"Hey, I'm going to get to class but I'll see you guys Sunday," Renee said.

"You too," Haley said back.

"Renee," Victoria said, once Renee was gone.

"What do you mean?" Flynn asked back.

"Renee is the kind of girl John should be going for," Victoria answered.

"Uh oh. I know that look in your eyes. No playing matchmaker this time, okay?"Haley requested.

"I wasn't!" Victoria defended, although the thought had crossed her mind. She tried so hard to fight the impulse of coming up with a plan.

"Besides, Vi, they haven't been close since middle school," Flynn added.

"Yeah, but they used to be attached at the hip, which means it could happen again," Victoria replied.

"Promise me you won't do anything? I mean, how can we be sure that they'd even want it? For all we know, they were just best friends. Like your mom and Ethan. There was never anything there and they were practically attached at the hip too," Haley persuaded.

"Yeah, alright. I promise," Victoria replied. She knew that Haley was wrong about John and Renee just seeing each other as best friends. She always knew that there was something there between those two but she had promised Haley she wouldn't do anything. "Alright, I'm going to get to bio. I'll see you guys later."

"Yeah, you too," Haley said back.

"No meddling, Vi," Flynn reminded.

"I know," Victoria nodded. It was going to take all of her strength to resist meddling.

"So hear this please/And watch as your heart speeds up endlessly/And look for the stars as the sun goes down/Each breath that you take has a thunderous sound/Everything, everything's magic…"

Victoria parted ways with her brother and cousin before heading to biology class. She took her seat next to Tyler, only a couple of minutes till class started.

"Hey," Tyler smiled, as she sat down next to him.

"Hey, what's up?" Victoria asked back.

"Not much. What about you?" Tyler asked back.

"Not much. I'm just glad it's Friday and I can go home and sleep," Victoria said.

Tyler laughed, "Yeah, I get that. I miss sleeping in on the weekends but ever since the move, we've been busy unpacking and getting settled."

"I honestly couldn't imagine that. It just seems so… unsettling, which is weird because my dad used to be in a new town practically every month. It was because his dad, my grandfather was always traveling for work. Salesman, you know?"Victoria replied.

"Now, I couldn't imagine that!" Tyler exclaimed.

"It sounds pretty awful. They stayed for several months here during his junior year, but then it was back on the road," Victoria continued.

"Your dad sounds like an interesting guy," Tyler started.

"Oh, hah. I guess, in a way, he is," Victoria giggled.

"No, really," Tyler said.

"I don't know. He fixes up cars and teaches auto shop here…" Victoria said,giving Tyler a weird look.

"Oh yeah? I'm taking that class next semester," Tyler said back.

"Huh, well, people seem to like it. If you like cars and classic rock music, than you'll probably love the class," Victoria said.

"Two things I like very much," Tyler nodded, with a small laugh.

"I think my dad would like you," Victoria observed.

"I guess it'd be kinda cool to meet him. He seems pretty cool. Your who family does, actually. I mean, you guys just kind of took me and my sister under your wings. It kinda sucks being the new kid but you guys made it a little easier," Tyler replied.

"Oh, it's no problem. My family loves meeting new people," Victoria chuckled.

"Your family is great," Tyler said. Victoria couldn't stop smiling. He liked her family… that was definitely a plus. Anyone who could handle and actually like her giant, crazy, insane family was definitely going to have a keep her interest. She hadn't know Tyler for more than five days, but she knew that she was already developing a little crush on him.

"You-," Victoria started.

"Alright, class. Let's start at the beginning of chapter eight, where we left off yesterday. Williams, will you start us off?" the teacher asked, cutting Victoria off, just when she was about to say something. The student that the teacher had called on began reading the passage but Victoria tore out a piece of notebook paper. She scribbled on it before handing it to Tyler.

Victoria: You really like my family?

Tyler: Yeah, why?

Victoria: I mean, they're a little crazy.

Tyler: Crazy is good.

Victoria: So we're having this thing on Sunday. My brother and our family friend Renee's birthdays are really close, so after a while, we decided to have a joint birthday party for the two of them, just with the family. You could come, if you wanted… only if you wanted to though!

Tyler: Yeah, that sounds great.

Victoria: Really?

Tyler: Really. Why so surprised?

Victoria: No reason.

Victoria folded up the note, shoving it into her pocket before the teacher could notice that they were passing notes. She had this warm, fuzzy feeling beginning to surface. She looked down and smiled to herself.

"Just sit back and hold on, but hold on tight/Prepare for the best and the fastest ride/And reach out your hand, and I'll make you mine/Everything, everything's magic…"

Jude waiting for someone to open the door. He figured he wouldn't have to call before he came over, just because that's how they always used to do things: impromptu.

"Hold on, Mom. I've got it," Jude heard someone inside say. He recognized that voice and chuckled to himself. He had missed his friend a whole lot. The door opened and Jude smiled as soon as he saw his old friend.

"Dude! What the hell are you doing here, man? How are you?" the man asked, pulling Jude in for a manly hug.

"It's good to see you too, Andre," Jude chuckled, hugging his old friend back.

"I mean, not that I'm complaining or anything. Your mom just said that you'd be in Peru for a while. I didn't know you'd be back at all this summer," Andre said.

"Yeah, sorry, man. I've been doing a lot during the summer," Jude said.

"No shit! It was this summer, then the last," Andre started.

"Yeah, I know, I know. And then the other one before that. Yeah, yeah, I get it. I'm never home anymore. What's up, man? How are you doing?" Jude asked, curiously.

"I'm good. Going back to school after Labor Day. How about you? Is it back to school for you too?" Andre asked.

Jude sighed, "Yeah. It's nice to have this week off, though."

"Oh, a week. I've been home the whole summer. Look at you, working and all that," Andre teased.

"Hey, I don't need to remind you about that research internship you had over at Yale last summer, do I?"

"Yeah, yeah, so we've both been working a lot. Who would've thought?" Andre laughed.

Jude laughed too, "Yeah, well us two class clowns… I think deep down inside we liked school."

"That was because of your mom! We could screw around in any other class but the minute we hit junior year, whooo, your mom kicked our asses. I remember after the first two weeks, going home and saying, "Mom, Mrs. Winchester doesn't mess around. I might actually have to do some of the reading now." And, knowing my mom, she was happy 'bout that," Andre reminisced.

"Oh, I remember that year! Damn, that was a hard year," Jude sighed.

"Well, looks like it paid off. You're going to be some big hotshot doctor," Andre pointed out.

"Me? Uh, you're going to be some big professor at Yale or something. Just remember us little people when you're off making research breakthroughs and teaching the children of the future," Jude teased, going a little overboard on the 'children of the future' part.

"Shut up, man!" Andre said, nudging his friend playfully.

"Hey!" Jude said, shoving him back.

"Andre, who's at the door? Come back inside. You're going to let all of the hot air out!" Andre's mother called, from inside the house.

"Hey, you wanna come inside or something? I'm sure my mom would love to see you," Andre asked.

"Yeah, sure," Jude shrugged.

"Just a warning: She's probably going to ask you tons of question so get ready for like… a full interview," Andre said.

Jude chuckled, "I think I'm up to it."

"Alright, big hotshot doctor," Andre joked.

"Same to you, professor," Jude said back. The two boys exchanged laughter before Jude followed Andre into the cool, air conditioned house of his childhood friend.

"And do you ever lay awake at night?/And do you ever tell yourself don't try?/Don't try to let yourself down/Don't try to let yourself down…"

Zzzzz!

Renee's eyes widened as her backpack vibrated once. She looked around, thankful that no one had noticed and pulled out her phone. Her last class of the day was a European studies class and she sat in the back of the class, so she knew that the teacher wouldn't catch her if she answered her cell phone. Renee reached down, pulling out her phone and placing it stealthily in her lap. She checked it. It was a text from John.

John: Can't wait for our date today.

Renee looked around before texting back: I thought we agreed that it wasn't a date.

John: Fine, our not date. Still, I can't wait.

Renee: What are you doing, texting in class?

John: The real question is, what're you doing, texting in class? ;)

Renee: I'm in Euro. We don't do anything in here.

John: Ah. I'm in math.

Renee: Well, maybe if you put the phone down, you wouldn't need tutoring.

John: Maybe I want tutoring ;).

Renee: Goodbye, John.

Renee rolled her eyes, but she couldn't fight the little smile on her face that was forming. She shoved her phone into her pocket of her shorts and smoothed out her white, chiffon blouse. John Winchester was sometimes just too much. Anyone who used two winky faces in a conversation was too much. She couldn't help but think about his "I can't wait". Stop it, Renee. He's a born womanizer. He knows what to say, she thought to herself, but it still didn't stop her from being excited either.

"And do you ever see yourself in love?/And do you ever take a chance, my love?/Because you know that I will./Because you know that I will…"