Disclaimer: I do not own Dean, Sam, or John Winchester. Nor do I own the Impala or John's kick ass truck.
Chapter six
"Dean let's go! You're going to be late!"
"Yeah, I'm coming!"
"Sam, you're sure you don't need anything?"
"Dean I'm fine, just go. Dad's getting pissed."
"I don't like leaving you here."
"Dean, dad's coming right back."
"Yeah, but he has to you know…"work"."
"Dean just go."
"I'm goin'. I'll call during fifth period."
"Whatever."
"DEAN! NOW!"
"Yeah! See ya later Sammy." Dean walks out of the room Sam was in.
"It's SAM!"
"Yeah, yeah!"
John drives Dean to school in the Impala as a kind of tease.
"Dad, about the car-"
"Dean, you can have the keys next week."
"But Sam was the one who got in trouble for fighting. I got sent out 'cause my teacher is a dick."
"You're rubbing off on him. He never got in trouble for fighting before. You're the one the one the school usually has trouble with."
"So, you're saying if it weren't for me Sam would be the perfect kid?"
"No Dean. It's just…Sam looks up to you. He's seen you fight enough, so he just picked it up."
"So…since he looks up to me, I get in trouble?"
"Yup."
"But dad, that not fair."
"Well, Sam has burses all over his body, that punishment enough. He'll be feeling that for more than a week."
"But dad-"
"And you're not five, so quit acting like you are."
"Yes, sir."
"Alright, out. Get to class."
"You're staying at the motel right?"
"Yes. Sam will be fine Dean. Go."
Dean walks into his English class and get glared at by Mr. Warren. He just smiles at his English teacher, and goes to his seat behind AJ.
"He just loves you."
"Yeah, and I'm not even the one who tackled him. I just kind of told him that he was fat."
"Ha, good."
"Mr. Connors, Ms. Donnelly. Please bring your conversation to a close."
"It's closed." Dean looked just as serious as Mr. Warren.
"Should we lock it up too, sir?"
"Ms. Donnelly, your sarcasm does not amuse me."
"Aw, sad."
The whole class started to laugh.
"Alright, that's enough! Let's get back to Hamlet. You two-" Mr. Warren walked over to AJ and Dean with a copy of the play. "Missed the start of Shakespeare's greatest play."
"Yeah, but you see, I already read Romeo and Juliet my freshman year."
"We are not reading Romeo and Juliet we started Hamlet."
"Okay, but just to let you know, most people say Romeo and Juliet is his greatest play. For future reference."
Mr. Warren clears his throat. "I would like you all to just pick up where you left off and continue to read."
The rest of the periods before lunch seemed to drag out. Finally fourth period ended and Dean went to lunch.
"Where's Sam?"
"He stayed home to day."
"Not because of Tyler?"
"Yes and no. Sam could care less about Tyler, but after school yesterday Tyler did a pretty good number on him."
"Oh my god! Is he alright?"
"He's fine, my dad thought it would just be better if Sam stayed home today, give him some recovery time. Plus, if he came today, when everything is still fresh, with people bumping into him he'd be in a lot of pain."
And right on time, Tyler walks up with a splint on his nose.
"Hey AJ. So, you going to the dance on Friday?"
"Do you ever stop being a creep?"
"Hey dumbass, isn't there a second grader somewhere who needs to take your lunch money?"
"Huh. So how is your greeky brother by the way?"
"Oh you know what!"
"Dean jumps up and over the table to go after Tyler, but AJ holds him back.
"YOU CAUGHT HIM OFF GUARD WITH HIS HANDS FULL OF BOOKS YOU DICK! YOU WERE LUCKY HIS HANDS WERE FULL!"
"Aw, why. Would he have hurt me?"
"Yeah, way worse than what you did to him! You're also lucky he was on the ground!"
"Why's that?"
"HEY! What's the problem?"
"Nothing Mr. Brooks."
"Stone, I told you to keep out of trouble!" the bell rings. "Now get to class!"
Dean grabs his notebook and walks up to Tyler and whispers in his ear.
"Because I would have killed you. You touch him again, I will."
Chapter six end