Sammy feels like he is being followed, but every time he turns around, nobody is there.
It began 6 months ago after he went to his older brother, Deans flower shop.
"Dean these white roses are absolutely beautiful!" Sammy gushes.
"Thanks Sammy! I wasn't sure they were going to take after the late frost we had, but I am so happy they did." Dean says. "How has school been?"
Sammy shuffles his feet and the apples of his cheeks turn rosy. Dean notices, "Oh my god! Did you meet someone?!" Dean's eyes are blown and he throws his arms around his brother's shoulders and jumps up and down, "Sammy! Tell me all about him!"
"Deeeaaaannn!" Sammy ducks his head in embarrassment, "Stop! You are embarrassing me!"
"No tell me all about it! I'm going to leave the shop with Anita then we are going to the coffee shop across the street to talk!" Dean runs off into the shop before Sam can stop him. He deflates a little and when he looks across the street he makes awkward eye contact with a man with dirty blonde hair and dark eyes. Sam blushes and looks away. He can't help but feel like this man is taking off his dress with his eyes.
Dean comes running back with his hot pink patent-leather purse. He pulls Sammy across the street, "C'mon Sammy!"
After they order they take a seat on the outside patio, and Sammy can't help but notice how close the hot blonde is to him. He ducks his head as he blushes just in case he can read minds.
"So spill!" Deans insists as he sits in his wicker chair and bounces. Sammy's brother is smiling so widely he can't help but to do just that.
"Sooo… his name is Kasper and he is the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome." Sammy starts. He hears from the table across from them a growl and when he looks over he doesn't see a dog. Dean and Sammy shoot questioning glances at each other and then the conversation continues after Dean waves it off.
"We met in my Chemistry class when we were paired together last week for a project involving water sanitation and well…" Sam trails off and is his brother is looking at him with puppy-dog eyes, "I think I like him Dean and I think he likes me back. He always compliments me on the way my dresses and bags coordinate!"
Deans squeals, "I wish I had someone who did that for me!"
"I'm sure you will Dean! Then you will leave me here all alone forever!" Sam mock cries and falls all over the table. Deans laughs and pushes his brother.
Sammy smiles at the memory.
But that still doesn't answer his question about the weird feelings he has been having lately. No matter where he goes he can't help but feel like someone is watching over him. Even is the shower. At first he thought it was just Kasper because he was always running into him at school, but after a while Kasper became terrified of Sammy and has left him alone ever since. He even transferred out of Sammy's Chemistry class even though the class was going to end in a couple months.
Sammy sighs and flops back down on the blanket he has laying under the tree at the park. Dean was supposed to meet him for an end-of-summer picnic, but had to cancel because he had to cover his flowers for an upcoming storm they were supposed to get. Hence, he was all alone with too much food. He tried to contact some other friends to hang out, but everyone was busy.
Sammy groaned and rolled over onto his front.
"Watch out!" Sammy looked up just in time to see a football coming right at him, so he closed his eyes and waits for the impact. When it never came he peaked up over his crossed arms to see a man blocking out the sun and holding a football.
"Hey! Watch out where you are throwing your shit next time! You might hit an angel!
Sammy giggled and the man turned to look at him. They made eye contact and Sammy felt the air leave his lungs. It's that guy!
I am so sorry for the late late late update. I felt like nobody was really interested in this story so I kind of gave up a little bit, and then with school I really gave up on it. I have decided to update this story and I will continue to do so. I am not going to ever abandoned this! I don't care if it isn't popular - I like it!
Reviews are always appreciated and I would like to dedicate this story to the French Guest Reviewer I had that inspired me to continue writing!