November 10
His name is Sam.
He came in today when I was in the back room, but I could see him on the monitors. Im a little ashamed to say I got excited. The dude just ordered a cake from me, maybe he needed something else. I waited for a second to find out what he was doing, but he just wandered around like a lost puppy.
I went out and greeted him and there was that damn smile again and I swear to you I melted a little bit. He didn't really want anything but we talked for a few minutes. He knew my name, so I asked his.
It's Sam. That's such a nice name.
Sam bought a few pies and told me he would definitely be back for more. I cant tell if he's talking about me or the pie. But who eats three pies in a day, besides me? I don't know anyone. Maybe his brother likes pie, too.
November 16
Sam finally came in again today. I was starting to miss the kid, honestly. Hes a friendly paying customer, what can I say? I think I acted a little too excited- I knocked over a chocolate display and my boss handed my ass to me on a silver platter. At least Sam spared me some humiliation by helping me clean it up.
It was later in the day when he showed up, and I guess maybe he showed up earlier. I picked up the closing shift today, and he told me he came in here earlier but I wasn't there and that's so soppy and cute but I felt weirdly flattered. He went out of his way to come and see me just for the sake of seeing me. Who wouldn't adore that?
It was a ghost town in the shop today too, so I had all the time in the world to sit and chat. I found out his favorite candy are those roll ups with sour sugar on them. I pulled some fresh ones from the back. The way he packs them away like a squirrel was amusing to say the least.
His brother's name is Dean. "Sam and Dean Winchester" he said. I told him Winchester was a funny last name, and he agreed with me.
He said Novak wasn't any better.
November 17
I keep forgetting that people can use google.
Sam stormed in today while I was in the middle of a sale and asked if I really was a Novak, and I had to tell him to come see me around back so he didn't disturb the other customers.
He wasn't angry or anything. I mean, why would he be? We just met. I guess he was more surprised. He asked me why I was working at a bakery/confectionery instead of with the rest of my entire family (save Lucifer, but he didn't need to know that) at the business.
I told him it was because I have a different passion, but that's only partially true. He nodded and told me that it was the same way with his father, but I don't think he really understood. That's alright, he doesn't need to. Not yet.
He asked about my family, but I wasn't sure how to reply. I asked him what he wanted to know, and he asked about siblings. I didn't mean to laugh, really. I didn't. but it was hilarious.
I told him I had thirteen siblings, give or take. He looked surprised, but I explained that most were half-siblings or cousins, but dad would tell us that we're all still siblings. Sam thought that was heartwarming.
He doesn't know I ran away when I was a teenager. He doesn't need to know that yet, either.
November 20
Sam bought me pizza on my break. We sat in the back room and ate in silence. It's become a regular thing. He comes to see me a few times a week, we talk, laugh, and then he leaves. I'd ask his number but im not sure how interested in me he is. Plus, hes still a great friend.
He decided to tell me about his family. His mother died in a house fire, and his dad went AWOL a few years back. He didn't seem sad about it. He said his Uncle Bobby (Who owns the place where I go to get my car fixed, go figure) was a great father to them.
He told me he has two brothers. Dean is the one whose birthday is in January. Adam is the other ones name, but they don't talk much. Adam showed up, he told me, right after their dad disappeared.
Sam talked about so many people, and I just listened. I wanted to interrupt and make jokes, or ask questions, but if there was one person whose opinion I even remotely cared about, it would be his. So I let him talk. Names flew every where and I didn't catch all of them
He came from a huge family, even if they weren't all related. It made me a little happy.
A little jealous.
November 21
Sam asked for my number today.
It was cute, because he seemed both confident and confused and nervous all at once. His funny colored eyes twitched a lot
I'm starting to notice a lot of really small things about him that I like. He pulls a ton of different hilarious faces and sometimes I have to catch myself before laughing at him. He can also be pretty clumsy, but that's okay too.
Hes a health nut, I learned. He does like candy sometimes but he mainly eats his fruits and veggies. Not that it's a problem.
Im almost completely convinced hes queer now, but a guy can only hope haha.
Im still waiting for him to call or text me. I hope he does before I see him tomorrow, if he even comes.
November 24
Sam told me he would like me to come to a small thanksgiving gathering they were having. I felt bad for saying no, but he kept pestering me about it. He told me that he felt guilty for leaving me all alone on thanksgiving, and I asked him why. He didn't answer.
My family didn't celebrate holidays. I know what thanksgiving entails, but am I supposed to bring something?
Apparently Sam told Dean about me, because Sam told me that Dean requested for me to bring three pies. This makes me smile.
Reading back on these journal entries makes me feel like a fifteen year old girl.
November 28
I have had a long week.
Sam came in with Dean on Tuesday. His brother is handsome too, though not as tall. I like Sam's hair better, though. Dean thanked me for the pies, and requested pumpkin, apple, and pecan for thanksgiving. They asked that if I have any ideas or requests to let them know and they'll be glad to accommodate.
It's like they've taken me under their wing so quickly. It's weirdly comfortable, too. Sometimes I wonder what the hell im doing. Like, is this a relationship we've got going on? Is he just really awesome and super friendly? Either way, im okay with that.
Sam picked me up after work at 1pm. I was nervous at first, because I didn't know how to act in someone elses car. But he played some music and smiled and glanced at me a lot, so I calmed down quickly.
He warned me that we were heading out of the city for thanksgiving. He also told me he hoped I packed a bag. I had, because Dean had told me to when I first met him, but I wasn't sure why until we pulled up to this beautiful house out in the more suburban area of the town.
I met Bobby Singer, Ellen Harvelle, Ash Miles, and Charlie Bradbury. They seemed nice enough. I learned that this was Ellen's house, that she shared with her daughter Jo, who was over at her own boyfriends house. Ash lived there with them, because Ellen thought of him as her son.
I helped in the kitchen, mostly, with Ellen and Charlie. They seemed really excited to meet me, so I wasn't sure what Sam was whispering about me behind my back but at least it was all of the good and none of the bad.
No one said grace when we sat down, and I quietly thanked them for that. Not out loud. Religion was huge with dad, so I remained faithless since I left.
My seat was conveniently next to Sam's, in between him and Charlie. I sat back and listened to them all tell stories and laugh. Sometimes I laughed too.
But honestly it was all becoming overwhelming. I missed my brothers for the first time in years. I had to excuse myself to go cry in the bathroom.
Sam caught me after dessert and told me he was sorry if they were making me uncomfortable, and offered to take me home. I didn't want to seem ungrateful, so I told him I was fine. We watched a few movies before Bobby and Ellen both went to sleep. Ash was the next to go, then Dean. Charlie, Sam and I stayed up well past when we were supposed to, but it was nice.
No talk of family, just the three of us and a bowl of candy.
Charlie went to sleep before I did, so Sam and I were left alone in the room.
He asked me if I was gay, and I told him 'sort of'. Which is the truth.
I think he understood, because he didn't move away from me or say "oh" like he was disappointed. He had this goofy sideways grin on his face and In all honesty, I wanted to kiss him.
I told him I was tired, and before I went to sleep he hugged me. I hugged him back of course. He smelled good, like pinecones and shampoo.
Im going to go to sleep now. The guest room is cozy.
My life has changed so much already.