Roman pushed Dean gently off the stairs "yea? You sure about that pretty boy?"

Dean tripped on the last step misstepping along the gravel under him. "Pretty boy! Listen you fucking hulk o man. I was handling it."

Roman moved closer to get into Dean's face smiling showing impressively white teeth "You were not handling it. Handling it means that you are not under the weight of a creep. And it means that you don't have to look like hopeless lost princess. Pretty boy."

Dean snarled putting his face closer to Romans touching his nose to his. "You wanna go fat ass?"

Roman shoved the younger man back making him going him stumble back a few feet. Growling between his teeth "I'm a fat ass. Dumbass."

Dean smiled moving closer to put his finger on Roman's chest "Chubby mic chub cheeks."

Roman moved extremely closer to Dean putting his hand tightly on Dean's ass whispering in his ear "your cheeks seem nice and chubby to. Pretty boy."

Extremely embarrassed Dean moved back shoving a laughing Roman away from him. Turning to go back to the benches to grab the rest of his smokes only to find the pack smashed and torn to the ground. Reaching down to pick up what looked like the last surviving cigarette Dean turned it around to find a note on it.

Dear my little one. I see as if we are to be interrupted by a beast of a man. Don't worry little one. Don't you worry one bit. I see you around. For I am always watching you from the shadow saving you from the poisons of this world. Like this devils, you smoke. I have saved you from them. You are much too pretty to be smelling of such disgrace. Roses are red, Violets are blue, Don't worry Dean I am coming to save you. Love- Your Savior.

Shivers ran up Dean spine. As he felt a heavy weight on his and shoulder, turning he saw Roman's chest pushed up against his back and his chin on his shoulder reading the note Bray left him. Clearing his throat Dean tried to get Roman's attention away from the note. "Yo Roman man you're kinda leaning into me. It's weird as fuck man."

Roman let out a deep sigh taking his weight off of Dean's back. Talking in a calm cool voice "That's creepy as fuck man. What's this dude's damage? Did you two use to date or something?"

Shaking Roman off of Dean crumpled up the note throwing it in between the benches. "No the guys just obsessive as hell. His whole fucking family is creepy than shit. His little brother is just as creepy but in a totally different sense. He has his own fucking cronies that are silent creepy like him. I'm not fucking sure they even go to class. They usually stalk around the bathrooms and library creeping everyone the fuck out. He goes around preaching about shit, devils, and somebody called sister Abigail."

Roman raised his eyebrows at him. "Is that really it? I mean how come he isn't obsessed with another person? Why you?"

Dean jumped down from the benches walking off. "Why are you so concerned about me? Don't you have better things to do than come around here wondering why, who, what, where? I mean I barely fucking know you. Why the fuck are you down here anyways? Nothing else better to do than to play superman? I'm not a little fucking kid. In fact I'm taller than you. So just fuck off ok!"

"AMBROSE!" The almighty Gym teacher/ football teacher Mr. Johnson yelled at Dean from the gym's entrance. "Get yourself and Mr. Reigns over here right now!"

Dean grumbled moving slower to the open gym door. He felt arms pick him up from behind. When he looked up he saw Roman smiling. Feeling the wind from Roman running to the gym door. He finally put Dean down gently. As Dean nudged him whispering "fucking show off."

"What was that Ambrose?" Coach Johnson stared down Dean. "We don't speak that way on my campus Buttercup Ambrose." He turned to Roman looking down onto the tattooed man. "And what are you doing Reigns with the white trash of the school. You are much better than that. You shouldn't let your senior year be let down by standing around with a jabroni."

Dean stepped closer to the couch getting directly in his face sneering "You don't know me. You don't get to say what I am. I know I don't have anything I know I don't have anywhere to go. I know what my momma does. But that does not mean you can come over here and just come at me. I don't care who you are. I am Dean Ambrose. The only person who knows me is me. You can say everything terrible fucking thing you can think of. But you do not know me." He brushed past the couch heading back for the open air. Ignoring Johnson's yelling to get him back in front of him right now. Dean headed straight to the cafeteria it was lunch and he didn't want to run into anyone else that would piss him off worse today.

As he entered the cafeteria he saw Axel, and Sami his two good friends sitting at a table off in the corner neither one having lunch because the public school system and the prison system have the same meal plan. Dean sat down across from them exhausted and craving a smoke."Either of you two got a smoke and lighter?"

Sami slide a lighter across the table to Dean "What happened to you this morning? Didn't see you in first, third, or fifth today. Plus when was the last time you were caught without a lighter and a pack of cigarettes."

"Hilarious. I don't see you interrogating Axe why he was in the office this morning. Why does he get a free pass but I have to be questioned?" Dean took the lighter off the table putting in his pocket not wanting to get it confiscated.

"He already told me earlier in third period. His boyfriend walked him all the way to the class. Jacob had a friend with him to show him around campus. He was pretty darn cute. With that tattoo peeking out from under that shirt." Sami motioned to the spot on his arm to coordinate with Roman's tattoo position.

Dean watched Sami's boyfriend Randy wrap his arms around his waist kissing him. Dean moved his head to the side of the two a bit watching people come in and out of the cafeteria. Mostly loners came in they liked it because of the silence and the fear from everyone. He let his eyes wonder around in tell very familiar bodies caught his eye. He had left Roman with coach Johnson to cool down. The younger classmen watched as the senior entered the cafeteria with his friend by his side heading straight for their little table in the back.

Jacob picked up Axel so he could sit his smaller boyfriend down his lap and Randy could sit next to Sami without anyone getting in the way. That left Roman with sitting right next to Dean. Awkwardly Roman sat down clearing his throat keeping a cool voice. "Hi.'

Authors Note

I wanna thank my wonderful boyfriend helping me out on proof reading and making sure all the characters stay in character. I also wanna thank everyone that has followed and faved the story. Or if you're just passing by and read it. Thank you so much all of you. Please comment what you like what you hate what you hope in the future.