Hey guys :) Not sure what I think of this one. It's fluff and very OC based, but this is about Jack and making friends. Thanks for all of your support we have over eight thousand views, that's amazing :). Thank you all and I hope you guys enjoy. Enjoy -Lola

Sam had been giving Jack money to go out for the past few weeks and he had been making some friends. There was a place called Dairy Queen where kids his age seemed to flock to. It was kind of awkward at first, but he slowly made a group of friends. He went there almost every day and Sam couldn't be more thrilled. Jack was doing normal teenage stuff.

Jack was at Dairy Queen sitting in one of the booths as he waited for his friends to come. His friend group consisted of four girls and two other guys not including himself. The six of them went to the local high school and were in Art Club together. There was Sara who dressed in all black and wore too much lipstick, Raylee who wore flower crowns all the time, Charlotte who went by Charlie and had green eyes like Dean and black hair like Cas, and the girl who he thought was the prettiest girl in the whole word: Rose.

Rose had long blonde hair that went down to the middle of her back and a slim figure. She had pretty hazel eyes which were a lot like Sam's but not exactly, they had more green in them. She was smart and funny and loved to draw things that weren't 'real'. She had even drawn a picture of Jack with wings one time and it made him smile, because if she only knew.

None of Jack's friends knew what he really was or what his parents did. Not like they would believe him anyway. They thought Jack lived with his Dad, Castiel, and his Uncles Sam and Dean who he had come to refer to as father figures as well. Cas was a traveling salesman, Sam worked in research, and Dean was a mechanic, at least that's what he told his friends. None of his friends had ever been to the Bunker, and Jack knew they could never come. Dean had told him that it was better that people didn't know what was out there, it made their job as hunters easier. Jack wasn't so sure though, if he was on the opposite end of this he would like to know.

Jack looked up as two guys came over to him. The two boys were Fred and George Barely who were twins. Fred and George did everything together, they reminded Jack a lot of Sam and Dean. The two of them were like a well-oiled machine. They were Asian with dark black hair and small, dark, eyes. Jack thought they were really cool, they were the first friends Jack had made here. They let him sit with them when he came into Dairy Queen the first time.

"Hey Jack," Fred greeted Jack with a grin as he took a seat from across him and George followed suit. "What's up?"

"Not much," Jack said with a shrug of his shoulders. "What's up with you guys? Did you have school today?"

George smirked, his black eyes twinkled with mischief. "We did, but we made the most of being stuck in that prison, didn't we Fred?"

"We did George," Fred shot back with a smirk to his identical twin. Jack had learned to tell Fred and George apart with little things. For example, George talked with his hands more than Fred did.

"What did you guys do?" Jack asked them in amusement. Fred and George always came back with a wild story that never failed to make Jack laugh.

Jack often wished he could go to normal school and make friends that way, but he knew it wasn't possible. Sam was a great teacher, but it was often very lonely having to learn on his own with just Sam. It's not that Jack wasn't grateful, it was just that he wanted it all. How could he not though? In a life where he had so little but yet had so much, it was hard not to wish for something different. Jack was luckier than most though, he had parents who loved him. His parents loved him more than anything in the world and constantly made sacrifices for him.

Fred and George told Jack some wild story about how they got detention for taking all the toilet seats out of the teachers' bathrooms and displaying them throughout the school in random spots. Jack laughed at all the right parts and winced at the right ones too. He couldn't help but think about if he tried to do that with Dean. He shuddered, Dean would tan his hide.

"What nonsense story are they spitting at you, now?" Rose asked as she came up with the three girls behind her.

Rose was very hardened, and Jack guessed that's what attracted him to her. She was not afraid to let everyone know how she was feeling but she was also very sweet. She had been nothing but nice to Jack and was very funny. She always made him laugh, and sometimes he needed that. It was stressful living in a home where you had to be racing off to save the world all the time.

"Oh, don't listen to Rosie. She's just jealous she didn't think of it." Fred called to Jack with a wink as the girls shoved their way into the booth.

Rose ended up next to Jack, and Jack couldn't help the feeling of his palms sweating. He could feel his heart rate increasing in rapid movements, he thought this was what Dean called a crush? He wasn't sure, but he could feel a fluttering in his stomach in nervousness. He liked having friends, but it was hard for the Nephilim to remember that if he got too close he could put them in danger. He didn't want anyone to get hurt, and the life he lived often got people hurt.

"Jealous? Please, I've never been jealous of you." Rose shot back with a roll of her hazel eyes before turning to Jack with a big smile. "How are you, Jack?"

"I'm…" Jack was trying to find a creative response but couldn't. Being around made him nervous but it was the good kind of nervous, not the monster kind of nervous. "Good. How are you?"

Rose chucked at Jack's awkwardness, she found him adorable. "I'm good, thank you for asking. I'm even better now that Fred and George have shut up about that ridiculous story." She sent the twins a look, but they seemed to be doing their twin thing where they plotted in their heads.

After a while, and a lot of bickering among Rose and the twins, people began to leave one by one until it was just Jack and Rose left. Rose had moved to sit across from Jack, so they could talk better. He had bought her a milkshake with the money Sam gave him and she was sipping on it with a smile.

"So, Jack," Rose said looking over at him. "Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Jack frowned at that question, the future wasn't really something Jack liked to think about. The future was really undefined for Jack. He would be lucky if he lived to see the day he turned thirty. He really didn't know how to answer that, so he tried to think of what Dean and Sam would say. "I'm going to become a mechanic," Jack blurted out, it was the first thing that came to his head. "Like Dean. What about you?"

Rose looked at him funny for a second before shrugging. "I don't really know. Something with art, maybe? I'm really not sure." Rose smiled at him calmly. "I just want to enjoy the present. You know, go to dances, enjoy spending time with my friends, that type of thing."

Jack didn't have the luxury of enjoying the present. His family was always trying to stop something from killing everyone. "That's cool," Jack said, he looked at Rose and sighed. Dean had told him how to get girls, and Sam had told him Dean was an ass. He decided to try to get Rose, it never hurt to ask right? "I really like you Rose."

Rose looked at him oddly. "I really like you too, Jack." She laughed a little as she took another sip of her milkshake.

"No," Jack said shaking his head as he tried to find the words. This was hard for the Nephilim to explain. Life was complicated in Jack's head. "I mean like really, really like you. Not in the friend way," He said searching for her reaction.

Rose had her poker face on, she gave nothing away. "Oh?" She said dumbly as she pushed her milkshake aside. "What makes you think that?"

Jack frowned, he didn't understand her questions. He decided to appease her for now. "I feel all tingly when you're around me. My heart rate speeds up. I think you're very funny, pretty, and smart. I like that you don't take any…crap." Jack struggled to find the word 'crap' for a second there but he had found it.

Rose smiled gently at Jack. "I really like you too, Jack." Rose said, and Jack's heart swelled up like a balloon. He knew relationships weren't a good idea, but he could try right? There was nothing wrong with trying. "How about we go get dinner on Saturday? Just you and me?"

Jack grinned and nodded his head. "I would like that." Jack informed her, he just hoped that none of his Dads found a case by then. He also couldn't exactly tell them. They were more of a one-night stand kind of people. They had to be. A hunter's life got people killed.

Rose leaned across and pressed a kiss to his cheek and a piece of paper on the table. "There's my number and email. Contact me whenever you want." Rose got up and threw her milkshake away before looking at Jack one last time. "Thanks for the milkshake," she called as she walked out.