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They had reached LA, Sam was grumpy, because he refused to sit in the back seat anymore, until it was cleaned, so when he wasn't driving, he was sleeping in the passenger seat, which for someone of his height was not very pleasant.
Dean was happy, and so was Alexz, well at least they were before they hit the traffic of LA. Alexz was driving, because she knew how to get to where they were going, but at the moment they were stuck in a traffic jam.
They eventually made it to the huge place where the fashion show would take place. When they walked in all Sam saw were tall girls, that looked like they all had eating disorders. Hell maybe they do. He thought as he walked by a blonde girl that was almost as tall as him.
Alexz was surrounded by people that wanted to know Sam and Dean, and were asking her all sorts of questions about where she was, and about the show which would take place tomorrow.
Sam could tell that Dean felt out of place, and was trying to not look at all of the girls that were walking around practically naked. Alexz noticed that Sam and Dean felt uncomfortable, so she told her assistant to get them fitted for tuxes. Sam could tell that Dean wasn't reacting well. "What? We have to wear penguin suites?"
"Dean, it's a formal event, to not wear a tux would be like not wearing a tux to the funeral of say . . . the president."
"But . . . " Dean trailed off, knowing that she was right.
Sam laughed, yet again at his brother, but before he could make a comment on it, he and Dean were being pulled away from Alexz, and towards a door that 'fittings' on it by Jessica, Alexz's assistant.
When they entered the room, all they saw were tuxes hanging everywhere. They heard the door shut, as Jessica walked out of the room, so Sam and Dean started walking around looking for a person.
They had just about given up, when a guy with bleach-blonde hair stood up and asked "What are you two doing in here?"
Sam answered "We're friends of Alexz, she told us to come here and get fitted for tuxes."
"Okay, if you're friends of Alexz, like you say, you'll know the answer to this question."
Sam was now unsure. "Okay."
"Where is Alexz ticklish?"
Dean answered almost immediately "On her lower back."
"Okay, so you are friends of Alexz, follow me."
Dean and Sam exchanged glances, the guy that was fitting them was wearing a very tight button up shirt, and what looked like girls' jeans. The way he talked was a lot like Jack from Will and Grace.
Dean knew he was gay, and wasn't exactly comfortable that he was going to be measured by this man. When they reached the back of the room the man turned around and looked at them "You two are very tall aren't you?"
Dean looked at his brother and then back at the man, and said "What's your name?" as politely as he could.
"Everyone just calls me Jeff."
"Okay, I'm Dean, and this is my brother Sam."
"So, Dean, I guess you're the one dating Alexz then, right?"
"Yea, I guess."
"You two need to take off your jackets."
Sam and Dean took off their jackets, and Jeff walked over to Sam with a measuring tape. "Hm . . . okay." he finished with Sam and walked over to Dean. He finished quickly, and then walked over to where he would find tuxes in their sizes.
Sam and Dean emerged from the room, carrying the tuxes over their arms. Alexz ran up to them and kissed Dean quickly and asked "So, do you like Jeff?"
"What?"
"Didn't he tell you? He's my best friend."
"Oh." Dean said.
"Is it okay that I seated you two next to him for the show?"
Sam laughed yet again at the fact that Dean said that he would be fine sitting next to Jeff. As soon as Alexz was called away on more work to do yet again he turned to Sam and said "You are so sitting next to him."
"I thought you said you liked him." Sam joked.
"Dude, shut up."
When the day was over, which was at six a.m., they all drove back to Alexz's apartment. Dean walked over to Alexz's bedroom, and looked around "nice place." he said. Alexz told Sam that the second room was through hers. Great, now I have to worry about walking in on Dean and Alexz when I want to go to the washroom or something.
Sam didn't complain, and just shut the door behind him. He heard Dean and Alexz laying down on her bed, and then Dean snoring. He wondered why the snoring didn't bother Alexz, Sam had had to share several rooms with Dean, and the snoring bothered him.
In what seemed like five minutes to Dean, Alexz was waking him up gently and saying that they had to get ready for the show, and that the limo was picking them up in about two hours. "What, two hours? I don't have to get up yet." Dean complained.
"You should really have a shower Dean."
"Why, I smell fine."
The talking had woken Sam up, so he walked out of the room. "What time is it?"
"Five." Alexz replied.
Sam said that he would have the first shower, and while he was showering Alexz and Dean were sitting in her kitchen drinking coffee. Dean noticed Alexz pouring vodka into her coffee.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Dean asked, but not in a mean way.
"Well, you will need some too, once you see what these things are like."
"How bad are they?"
"Did you think today was bad?"
"Terrible."
"Times that by about one hundred and that is what tonight is going to be like."
Dean grabbed the bottle, and poured some into his coffee, and just sat there looking at Alexz. "What are you looking at?" She asked.
"My girlfriend."
A few minutes later Sam emerged from the bathroom with a towel covering him, looking for his tux. "Sam, you can't put the tux on before drying you hair." Alexz said as he picked up the tux.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Can I style your hair?"
"Are you serious?"
"Yea." Alexz said as she walked over to Sam, and started pushing him into her room.
Dean laughed at the look on his little brothers face as Alexz pushed him into the bedroom and shutting the door, Alexz only briefly stopped and told Dean that towels were under the counter. Dean decided that he should have a shower, so he got up and shut the bathroom door behind him.
"Alexz, no, you know what Dean will say when he sees my hair like this."
Alexz laughed, and said "It looks nice."
They looked in the mirror and laughed, Sam's hair had so much gel in it that it was impossible to bend.
"You see, your hair is nice to do this to, Dean would never let me style his hair, and it's too short to do this to."
"There is a reason Dean wouldn't let you do this to him."
Dean walked in and laughed at Sam. "Dude, your hair is very . . . styled." he said looking at Alexz, and not wanting to offend her.
"Thanks." Sam replied sarcastically.
Alexz spent the last hour and a half getting ready, not letting Dean or Sam see her while she was getting ready.
"How long does it take to get ready?" Dean asked Sam.
"Whenever Jess and I went out she always took forever to get ready too. I think all girls take forever to get ready."
"Whatever." Dean said and took another sip of his drink.
"Are you drinking?" Sam asked.
"Yea, Alexz too."
Sam felt left out. "We would have included you, but the only times that I've seen you drink, you wind up puking your guts out."
Sam felt better after the explanation. And within a few minutes Alexz stepped out of her room. Dean stood up when he saw her. "Wow." was all Dean said. Alexz was wearing a long black dress that reached her toes, and you could barely see her platform boot underneath. The dress was fitted at the top, and was strapless, and had laces, it looked like a gothic corset, except the back only had laces, and no back, and the back dipped so low you could see a tattoo of a butterfly with what looked like roses. Sam also noticed that she had another tattoo on her shoulder, a fairy.
Sam started noticing how pretty she was, and thought back to when he saw her and Dean in Dean's car. He couldn't take the feelings he was having so he grabbed Dean's drink that he left on the table and finished the almost full drink within seconds. Dean never noticed though, because he was too busy looking at Alexz, but Alexz noticed.
Soon they were all sitting in the limo, Alexz had so much eyeshadow on that when it was dark, it looked like she had black eyes. Dean kept leaning over and telling Alexz how beautiful she looked, and in what seemed like an eternity to Sam they arrived at the building.
Dean stepped out of the limo, and onto the red carpet, Alexz following him, and then Sam. Holy shit, there's a red carpet and everything. Alexz was right when she said that we wouldn't fit in without wearing tuxes. Sam thought to himself.
They walked down the carpet all together. Reporters stopped Alexz to ask her questions about Dean and Sam. Dean was smiling, but Sam could tell that he hated this every bit as much as he did. Alexz on the other hand was smiling and laughing and shaking hands, but Sam noticed it was a fake smile.
Once they made it into the building, Alexz led Sam and Dean over to where they would be sitting. She said that she had to go backstage and check on everything, but she would probably be able to sit with them in the middle of the show.
In about fifteen minutes the show started with a band playing, Dean knew he had heard their music before on Alexz's tape, but he didn't know the name of the band until they introduced themselves as Hawthorne Heights.
"Ohio Is For Lovers"
Hey there,
I know it's hard to feel like I don't care at all.
Where you are and how you feel.
With these lights off as these wheels
keep rolling on and on. (and on and on and on...)
Slow things down or speed them up.
Not enough or way too much. (and on and on and on...)
How are you when I'm gone?
Chorus:
And I can't make it on my own.
(And I can't make it on my own.)
Because my heart is in Ohio.
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)
So I can fall asleep tonight, or die.
Because you kill me.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.
Spare me just three last words.
"I love you" is all she heard.
I'll wait for you, but I can't wait forever.
x2
Chorus:
And I can't make it on my own.
(And I can't make it on my own.)
Because my heart is in Ohio.
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)
So I can fall asleep tonight, or die.
Because you kill me.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.
(YOU...KILL...ME...WELL)
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
My final breath is gone
So I can fall asleep tonight
Chorus:
And I can't make it on my own.
(And I can't make it on my own.)
Because my heart is in Ohio.
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)
So I can fall asleep tonight, or die.Because you kill me.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.
(YOU...KILL...ME...WELL)
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.
to fade
After the song ended and the band walked off stage Alexz walked on stage, and introduced herself, and told everyone about the new line that she was introducing today. The crowd clapped and just as she walked off stage the models started walking out wearing things that looked like the stuff Alexz had been wearing around Sam and Dean. Jeff walked over and sat down beside Dean.
The show seemed to be going well until Pete walked in the doors.