Dean groaned as the alarm on the bedside table started schrieking first thing in the morning.
The bed shifted as Brianna rolled out of bed and crossed the hallway to the bathroom.
Dean rolled into the warm place where she had been laying.
Bri smirked as she walked back into her room and found him lying there.
Getting ready, she got downstairs before the kitchen phone woke up Sam.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Brianna, you're leaving for school right?" Bobby asked.
"Yes, Sir."
"Sam and Dean?"
"Fast asleep."
"Okay, good." There was shuffling in the background. "Sorry I can't be there for the first day of school, Bri."
"No, I know how it is, Bobby." She said, grabbing a pack of pop tarts out of the cabinet. "Somebody has to kill the things that go bump in the night."
"Yeah. See you in a couple of days."
"Okay, love you Dad." She set the phone back on the wall.
She grabbed her backpack and rushed off to catch the bus.
"Brian!"
Brianna stopped, turning to see Jake running up to her in the hallway. "What?"
The boy nodded. "Did you see who you have for homeroom?"
"Yeah, MR. Washington
"Shit, I've got MS Gray."
"Well then, I guess I'll see you at lunch." Bri said, stopping at a locker.
He leaned against he locker next to her, "Can I come over tonight?"
"No." She answered, not looking at her.
"Is it because of that wanna-be tough guy on your porch yesterday?"
She rolled her eyes. "Why does it matter?"
"Who are those guys at your house?"
"Friends of my Dad's." She answered, "Well, kids of a friend."
"That car was still here this morning, are they staying?"
"It's not any of your business, Jake. They're going to be here for another few days." She zipped her bag and walked away from him down the hallway.