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Author's Note: thanks for all the reviews. Be happy the next chapter will have Christmas Eve dinner dun dun dun

Supernatural

Pool, Boys, and Attitudes

"I'll be here at 11 exactly, so make sure your ass is out here got it?"

"Uh-huh…" I said looking out the window absently.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"What? Oh, nothing just um…nervous I guess."

"Nervous? About what, you've been to plenty of party's right?" He asked glancing at Kate who was waving emphatically at the door.

"Of course, it's just… I haven't been to a party since I've been an empath. What if I have a freak out or something?"

"You won't have a freak out your doing great with the whole walls thing. You'll be fine and if your not you have my cell number."

"Yeah, I guess so…Alright I'll see you later."

I was about to get out but he grabbed my arm.

"Is something else bothering you?"

I wanted to scream yes; yes I don't want to meet your girlfriend. I don't want anything to change everything's perfect the way it is besides the whole hunting/empath nonsense.

"I'm fine Uncle Dean."

"Liar."

I smirked, "Yup, see you later."

I jumped out of the car and ran up to the door to meet Kate. She pulled me into the room and I immediately put up my walls.

"Jesus, they're dipping into the pot already?" I said upon smelling that crap.

"Oh yeah, it's been out for two hours now. Come on there's a pool table in the back room and a couple of really hot guys."

I laughed, "There are no hot guys at our school."

"They don't go to our school they go to Bates."

"Bates the reform school? How they do know Stinky Pete?"

"How the hell should I know? Come on!"

She pulled me into the back room and my breath immediately caught when I laid my eyes on one of the boys. He was tall, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and muscular but not scary muscular.

"Who's that?" I whispered to Kate.

"That is Jess and he's a senior. He's supposed to be an awesome pool player."

"Let's just see about that, shall we?"

She smiled and handed me a cup, "Its beer mixed with vodka your favorite."

I cringed, "You know what? I think I'm going sober tonight?" I said handing the cup back to her.

She was shocked, "You're kidding right?"

"No, I think I'm good tonight." I turned towards the hot guy, "Hey, I hear you're a good pool player."

He smiled, "What's it to ya?"

"I'll take you on. Nine ball. Twenty bucks a ball."

"You're kidding? You're what 15?" He and his friends laughed.

"16 and a half actually and if you're too scared then I'll just go find something else to do."

"Whoa, man she's calling you out." One his friends slurred.

"It's a deal. You can break."

I smirked and grabbed a stick, walking around the table. He came up behind me and positioned on hand on mine and the other on my hip.

"Want me to teach you how to shoot?" He whispered in my ear.

"No thanks Tarzan, I think I'll manage."

I pushed his hands away and broke sending the one and two ball straight for pockets. I looked up at him and smiled. I cleaned the game up in less than ten minutes and collected his money from on top of the table.

"Congrats you just got beaten by a Winchester. Her family are some of the best pool and dart players around." Kate said proudly.

"Winchester? As in the rifle?" He asked.

"As in the rifle, quite a magnificent gun too. Perfect in every way…kinda like me."

I smiled, pocketed his money, and headed over to the dart board. He came up behind me and put his hands on my hips again.

"You have a first name?"

"Mel, Mel Winchester."

"Well, hello Mel Winchester I'm…"

I interrupted, "Jess, a senior at Bates Reform School. I know."

"Been keeping tags on me?"

I laughed, "You wish pretty boy. My friend over there just happens to be the biggest gossip in town."

"I see…you want to get out of here?"

My smiled faded and I continued to throw the darts. Being a Dean Winchester's niece my first reaction was to say hell yes. But also being a Sam Winchester's daughter you have to process the situation.

"Actually, my Uncle is supposed to pick me up here later and if he found out I left with a strange guy…"

This time he interrupted me, "You'd be dead."

I chuckled and turned to face him, "Not me tiger, you. He would kill you before he ever laid a hand on me."

"I see, do you at least want to go into another room?"

"Yeah, why not?"

After making out with Jess, Kate came in to tell me it was two minutes to eleven. I kissed Jess one more time before I headed out the door. He ran out after me and grabbed my wrist.

"Wait Mel, can we hang out again?"

I gave him my sympathetic eyes, "Listen Jess, you're a good guy and a great kisser but I'm not looking for anything more than a hook up. I'm 16 ya know? I'm not ready for anything serious. I got to run, see ya."

I pulled out of his grasp and headed to my Uncles car which had just pulled up. I got in and he started to drive. It was extremely weird because we had never in our lives had an uncomfortable silence. But that's exactly what this was…uncomfortable.

"Who was the guy?" I saw that coming.

"A bad pool player and a good kisser," I said casually.

"How much you make off him?"

"180."

He chuckled, "Nice. Nine ball?"

"Yep."

"Good girl… is he your boyfriend now?"

"Yeah right, I'm sixteen I don't want a boyfriend."

"Hah, I'm in my thirties and I don't want a girlfriend."

"Than what's Cassie?" I asked bitterly.

He didn't pick up on my tone, "Cassie's…different." He smiled and it made me want to vomit.

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"You got a problem?"

"Nope, not at all."

"Oh really, is that why you've had an attitude with me ever since I dropped you off?"

"Just don't feel like talking."

"Don't feel like talking or don't feel like talking to me?"

We pulled up to the house so I jetted out of the car and walked in before responding to his question.

"Hey dad."

"Hey, did you have fun?" He said putting down his book.

"I beat some dumbass senior out of 180 dollars."

"What did I tell you about hustling?"

"Not to do it for less than 200?" I tried using my cute smile.

He frowned, "Not to hustle people older than you. You could get hurt…Hey, wait a second, where's your Uncle?"

"In the car, I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning. Kate and I are going Christmas shopping tomorrow."

"Alright, goodnight darlin'," He kissed my cheek and went to look out the window probably to see if Dean was there.

I went into my room and pulled up a loose floorboard. I pulled out a book that looked like a diary but when you opened it the middle of it was cut out and had a wad of cash in it. I added my money and put it back in place. Christmas Eve is on Sunday…that's four days till I meet this Cassie person and four days to decide if I should be nice or not. What do to, what to do? As if I didn't know. I smirked and climbed into bed thinking of bitchy remarks and snide comments.