Hi, y'all! This is my first fanfic. This is a Wessa fanfic having a little bit of Supernatural (TV series) references because I simply love it :)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character names mentioned in the story.

Hope y'all like it :)

Chapter 1

"It was the Heat of The Moment

Telling me what your heart meant

The heat of the moment shone in your eyeeeeees!"

Damn! Tessa thought as she switched her alarm off. It's a Tuesday; slow, mundane, and boring Tuesday. Tuesdays had the longest classes with subjects like Calculus II, Applied Statistics AP and P.E. Also, it would be a slow day at the ART Cafe. Ugh! Tessa despised, no scratch that, loathed Tuesdays just like Sam Winchester.

She pulled herself up and dragged her feet to the sink. The cold water startled her to alertness and quickly enough, she brushed her teeth and she changed into a red plaid flowing dress, teamed up with a black leather jacket and black ankle boots. Tessa stared at her reflection for two whole minutes before deciding to free her long brown hair. It was an everyday dilemma of what to do with her disobedient hair. She pinched her cheeks a little; a hack that her best friend Sophie had taught her and my oh my, it did wonders to her usual pale complexion. She was pretty sure that if she was born in the 17th century and wore a long white dress with her unkempt hair and intense grey eyes, people would mistake her for a ghost. She was strapping on her all-black leather watch when-

Ping! Ping!

Tessa smiled to herself as she heard the arrival of two new messages on her phone. thunderstruckdean3012 was at it again. She opened her phone and logged into her email, casgirl2801 and smiled at the two unread messages: Hey, You up?

Normally, Tessa wasn't the type to chat with strangers, let alone, online, but this person was amusing. Tessa had met thunderstruckdean3012 in the chatroom at school. Her school, Idris Academy was a little strange. With its old Gothic architecture combined with sprawling grounds and fantastic gardens, it almost looked like a castle. It reminded her Hogwarts. Idris Academy was the most liberal to its students which made them listen to school authorities. Reverse psychology has its perks. The chatroom, on the only corridor to the library from the cafeteria, was a pleasant room with long aisles of tables with computers, free to be used by any student for almost all purposes.

Tessa remembered the one day Sophie was absent from school on a Wednesday; a day which had free hours between the first and last hour. She had been bored out of her mind and decided to head to the chatroom on an impulse. She had decided to create a temporary account and was thinking of the next step when Ping!

Tessa looked at her screen in surprise. She checked her inbox to see that she had already received a message from someone named thunderstruckdean3012.

( thunderstruckdean3012 = T; casgirl2801 = C)

T: That's the lamest screen name I've seen so far.

Tessa felt indignant at the welcoming message.

C: Well, hi to you too. And I don't see anything wrong with my screen name. But, if we are starting on a judgmental tone, I believe you have been struck in the head with thunder just like your screen name.

T: Looks like you're a Supernatural fan like me.

C: *rolling eyes * Duh, silly.

Tessa couldn't help but snort at the lameness of her message but hey, Mr thunderstruckdean3012 had started it. She wasn't sure if the person was a guy or a girl but judging from the "warm" welcome note, she guessed that it could be a snarky sarcastic guy.

As she stood chuckling at the first memory, she glanced at her watch and realized that she had been staring at her phone for a solid 10 minutes. "Oh crap! I'm gonna be late!" Tessa yelled to herself.

Just as she was grabbing her backpack, she heard the unmistakable sound of her neighbour's stereo. It was a pity that their houses were just a fence away from each other. She could never understand William Herondale's ritual of playing 'Thunderstruck' by AC|DC loudly every damn morning at 7. Though Tessa loved AC|DC and all the old bands, not a day goes by without her thinking of strangling William Owen Herondale's neck. How long can a person listen to one song every damn day of their life!?

As Tessa went down for breakfast, she couldn't help but think of William Herondale. He was good looking all right. With sharp cheekbones, a well-shaped jawline, ruffled jet black hair and blue eyes, the girls were just fawning over him all the time. Tessa could never understand the girls' at her school; except Sophie. Sophie was her best friend and the only friend she hung out with. Being an introvert, she liked to stick with her books, series and Sophie. William Herondale was a complete extrovert who loved to socialise mainly with the opposite sex. The typical playboy with no heart is what she thought of him.

Not that he'd beat Dean Winchester in looks. Those eyes, as green as a blade of grass in the spring, that whole athletic figure and his absolute love for food. Tessa thoroughly approved. She's been obsessed with green-eyed guys ever since she started watching Supernatural. Her fashion choices evolved simply by watching her favourite series. Who knew simple plaid and a decent leather jacket could make one look so cool?

"Good morning, sweetie", Mrs Gray chirped. Tessa jumped at her mother's voice. Elizabeth Gray was one of those people who looked like she fit into any situation. She was lean with a good athletic figure, a thick mop of long blond hair which was now a loose bun and steel-blue eyes which always shined bright. She was always full of passion in everything she did always advising her daughter with the golden mantra "Quality Before Quantity".

"Hellooooo pumpkin? Earth to Tessa!", Mrs Gray laughed. "Um, hey mom, I mean, good morning mom," said Tessa, half-heartedly. "What's with the long face? Ah. I know. It's a Tuesday, isn't it? I can always tell the day of the week from your facial expressions, pumpkin!" Mrs Gray giggled. Tessa gave a half-hearted scowl and then joined with her mother's laugh.

"Tessie, would you wake your brother on your way out?" "Mmmmmmmure mom," Tessa replied as she stuffed her face with the last piece of toast. She dashed into her elder brother, Nate's room and screamed at the top of her voice, "Naaaattteeee! Look, Jessamine Lovelace is here!" Nate awoke with a start and Tessa dashed to the front door before Nate could come behind her. She could hear her mom's voice playfully screaming at Nate. She snickered in delight at the thought of leaking Nate's secret.

Tessa ran to the garage and unlocked her bicycle lock. She was a beauty, with shining steel rims and looked exceptional with the matte black finish that she had proudly added last summer. She named her bicycle 'Baby' in honour of Dean Winchester. She was sure that he would approve. She quickly took Baby out and drove to school, sighing just on thinking about the long day ahead.

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