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Author's Note: thanks for the reviews you guys oh and if any of you know of really good SamOC stoires let me know. I'm in the mood to see Sammy get some lovin lol

How's this one?

Mel's POV

"How's this one?" I asked coming out in my fourth outfit of the night.

"Nope." Gramps and Dean said instantly.

"It looks fine Mel. Don't change again. He'll be here soon anyway."

"Thanks Dad. I'll be right back, I need my jewelry."

I ran into my room and put on all my jewelry and put my switch blade in my back pocket. I heard the doorbell ring so I jetted into the living room before any of my family could get it but damn my father and his long legs. He was already inviting Kevin in.

"Hey Kevin." I said while grabbing my coat and some cash my Uncle had sitting on the end table.

"Hey!" He whispered.

"Safety in money." I whispered back.

"That's in numbers you little sneak."

"Love you too, Uncle Dean. Kevin ready to go?"

I grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the house. We went to the movies and half way through it I was bored out of my mind. Maybe this is why I didn't date because of the instant boredom. I knew it wasn't Kevin, he was a really cool guy.

I had met Kevin about a week ago in a book store. We were both looking at things in the psychology section. Turns out he goes to the all boys' school about three blocks away from mine. His parents are extremely rich but he's not a snob at all. He's actually pretty down to earth.

But I was bored anyway. I excused myself to go the bathroom and sat down on one of the benches in there. I pulled out my phone and dialed my house. Uncle Dean answered on the second ring.

"Why are you answering my house phone?"

"Because Cassie is working late and I have nothing to do."

"So you're torturing my father?"

"Pretty much and my father. Why are you calling anyway? Did you something happen?"

"If something had happened do you think I would have had a two minute conversation about why you're at my house and answering my phone?"

"Probably not. So why are you calling?"

"Can I talk to my father please?"

"Fine, be that way." He was grouchy tonight but handed the phone over anyway.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dad."

"Hey sweetheart, what's up?"

"I'm bored."

"You're on a date."

"Thanks captain obvious. I'm still bored. The movie sucks and it's only been an hour."

"So where are you right now?"

"Sitting on a bench, in the bathroom."

"Go back into the theater finish your date and I promise I'll have something fun waiting for you at home."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You're awesome! See you in a bit."

I hung up and went back into the theater. The night dragged on for another hour but finally he dropped me off with nothing more then a small goodnight kiss which was all I really needed. I walked into the house and sighed.

"That bad huh?"

I looked at my Gramps and smiled, "He's a good guy; it was just a slow night."

"Untreatable. Your dad's in the kitchen."

"Thanks…where's Uncle Dean?"

"Went home about ten minutes ago and now I'm heading out. Goodnight kiddo."

He kissed my cheek and walked out the door. I took off my coat and shoes and walked into the kitchen. My Dad was putting ice cream in two bowls and on the kitchen table were every ice cream topping known to man.

"Did I ever tell you, you're awesome?"

"Yup, and you get to pick what movie we watch."

"The Outsiders!"

"I figured as much, afterwards I'll tell you about the new hunt Dean found for us to go on."

"Sweet!"

It turns out the night didn't suck as much as I thought it would. My dad could always make me smile just a little bit wider.

"By the way your telekinesis training with Missouri starts up again tomorrow."

He also knows just how to make that smile disappear in seconds.