The next day Dean and Sam's mornings both went smoothly, it wasn't until lunch that anything strange happened.

When Dean entered the cafeteria Sam and Jess hadn't shown up yet.

He noticed that the table was weirdly silent as he sat down.

"What?" Dean asked, wondering why they were all so distracted.

"Look," Anna said pointing towards the side of the lunch room that was owned by the popular kids.

Dean turned around to see Gabe and Balthazar standing up, heatedly arguing.

"I wonder what's getting their panties in a knot," Pam commented, while grabbing a handful of fries off of Dean's plate.

"I have a bad feeling that I might know," Dean responded quietly.

"What does that mean?" Cas asked.

Dean didn't get a chance to answer, before a loud scream spread across the entire room.

"Fine, I'm done dealing with your shit today! You don't own me, dumbass!" Gabe shouted dramatically.

He stormed away before his cousin had the chance to answer.

Gabe went straight to Dean's table and asked, "Is the offer still good? Because I really feel like punching myself in the face... And then slamming his through a wall."

All eyes at the table were on Dean as he answered, "Sure, sit down."

When Jess and Sam finally showed up, they gave him two entirely different looks at the sight of Gabe. Sam smirked and raised an eyebrow at Dean, while Jess gave him a disapproving shake of her head.

"Why is he here?" She asked as she sat down.

"Because I told him he could be," Dean responded.

"Yeah, but why?" Jess asked.

Sam cut in with the sarcastic answer, "Well clearly just to piss you off."

"She's a judgy one," Gabe commented, earning him a glare.

"You're related to Chief Dickbag," Jess retorted. "I'll be as judgy as I want to someone like you."

"So you're just going to hate me because of the people I talk to?" Gabe asked. "Funny, because I thought you hated us for judging everyone else without knowing anything about them... Yeah, you aren't a hypocrite at all... Miss Ex-Cheerleader."

"Hold on a second," Dean interrupted. "You were a cheerleader? Somehow you don't seem like the cheery type."

"Thanks," She told Dean, before turning back to Gabe. "Yeah, maybe I used to be a cheerleader, but I quit because I couldn't stand being around those bitches all the time... I missed being allowed to eat my fat-ass food without being yelled at for not eating a salad instead. And being aloud to have a mind of my own without the bobble-heads glaring at me for it. Besides they were trying to make me drop Sam, and no way in hell I was leaving my best friend behind for them." With that Jess and Sam high-fived.

"Whose side are you on Sammy?" Dean asked.

Sam rolled his eyes and answered, "I didn't know there were sides."

"You'd have to ask Miss Cheerleader," Dean said with a smirk.

"Hey," Jess said slapping Dean in the arm, then stealing a huge handful of fries.

"Might wanna watch your weight if you plan on fitting into that little skirt," Dean taunted.

Pamela grabbed the plate from in front of Dean with a shrug and the excuse, "She got more than me."

"What about me? Don't I get any of my food?" Dean asked.

"Guess you shouldn't have called me fat," Jess replied.

"Guess you shouldn't have proved him right," Sam told her.

Jess and Sam then had an extremely mature slappy-fight while sticking their tongues out at each other.

"Does that happen a lot?" Gabe asked, seeming amused as the two continued to fight.

"You'd be surprised," Chuck responded.

"Should we stop them... Or...?" Gabe asked.

"I got this," Dean said, before sliding Sam and Jessica's plates to where he was sitting.

"Hey!" Sam and Jessica said, stopping in perfect unison.

Dean put on his best pout and said, "But my arm's broken."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Sam asked reaching for his food.

"You're supposed to feel bad and give me pity food," Dean said, moving Sam's food further away from it's owner.

"That's stupid," Jess told him.

"In that case.." Dean said with a grin, before grabbing a fistful of fries and stuffing it into his mouth. He barely even chewed before swallowing, then did the same thing to Jess's plate while Sam stole his own back.

"Here," Dean said, giving Jess her plate back after swallowing the second chunk of fries.

"That was quite attractive, by the way," Sam said sarcastically. "Especially when half of the food was hanging out of your mouth."

"I try," Dean said with a childish grin. "I'm going to buy more food."

When Adam spotted Dean in line to buy food, he instantly rushed over. Dean was just paying for his new plate of fries when Adam reached him.

"Dean, I forgot my money at home," Adam told him. "Can I borrow some?"

Dean sighed, he had just spent the rest of the money he had with him on the fries.

"Here," Dean said, handing his little brother the plate of fries and cursing at him mentally.

"Thanks, Dean," Adam said, surprising his brother by hugging him then running off.

When Dean returned to the table empty-handed, Sam asked, "What happened to more food?"

Dean shrugged and lied, "I changed my mind, I'm not that hungry."

Sam gave him a confused look, but dropped the subject.

"Dude, you weren't kidding about a pile of candy being your lunch," Dean said to Gabe, changing the topic.

"I never joke about candy," Gabe said with a serious face.

"Right.." Jess said.

Sam leaned over and whispered to her, "You can bitch about him to me later, but try and act nice to him now."

"Which one?" Jess asked.

Sam frowned at her then whispered to her, "I can find pictures of cheerleader Jess very easily."

Jess scowled at him, but nodded her head, "I liked you better back when it was just you and me."

Sam rolled his eyes at her.

Gabe looked between the pair, then with a smirk asked Jess, "Do you really hate me that much?"

As Jess went to open her mouth, Sam nudged her with his elbow to remind her that she has to play nice.

She sighed, then answered, "I don't hate you, I just have no reason to like you."

"That's playing nice?" Sam asked critically.

"Hold on.. Let me try again," Jess replied."Hey Gabey, let's be bestest friends and braid each other's hair." With that Jess got up and left.

"What's with her?" Dean asked.

"I have no idea," Sam said, leaving to follow her.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked, grabbing her arm as he finally caught up with her.

"What's wrong?" Jess repeated. "At the start of the year it was us, Anna, Cas, and Chuck. We were our own little group of weirdos. I liked it that way. But now there's Dean, and Pam, and Ash, and for some reason Gabe. And yeah, I'm happy for you and Dean. But now you're hanging out with him all the time and I miss hanging out alone with you. And hanging out with you in general, we used to hang out daily. And there's all these new people in the middle of the table so I barely even get to talk to Anna and Cas anymore... And if Gabe is anything like his cousin, then I don't want him anywhere near us!"

Sam pulled Jess into a hug, then told her, "Then you're coming over after school today. And sleeping over, okay?"

"Okay," Jess responded.

"And if it helps, from what I've heard Gabe isn't like Balthazar," Sam told her. "In fact I saw him bitch out Balthazar in the hallway yesterday."

"I like him better already," Jess said with a smirk.

"So do you want to go back in?" Sam asked.

"Sure," Jess responded.

Sam left one arm wrapped around her shoulders as they walked back into the cafeteria.

When they reached their table once again, the rest of Sam's food had 'mysteriously' disappeared.

A/N: Please read and review! Sorry for the wait, but thanks for reading :)

And thanks to all the reviewers of last chapter: PrettyGirlyFan, LeighAnnWallace, cold kagome, EbonyDagger, kissacazador, ImpalaAngel13, Gravind Divine, and EvilAngelTeamGabe!