''Oh come on, Dean. Not again. You cannot be serious. This is not what you want!''

''It is.''

''So...you're not regretting anything you did these past two weeks?''

''Nope.''

While they spoke, Dean didn't look at Seth and Roman. Instead, he kept his eyes on the cute brunette that was obviously flirting with him. He smiled at her before taking another sip of his beer, then slammed the bottle on the table and walked over to her.

Roman and Seth were looking at the two figures in the bar, disgusted and kind of impressed at the same time. ''You know, I really wish I knew what he tells all these women...'' Seth's eyes wandered over the brunette's body as she leaned closer to Dean and started playing with her hair.

''Dude, I don't even want to know.'' Roman sighed when he saw Dean putting his arm around the woman and leaving with her. Dean shot the two of them a quick smile and nodded towards their direction.

''I just can't believe it. That must have been like three sentences and he's leaving with her.'' Seth just sat there in disbelieve. He had always been a charmer to the ladies, but it took him longer to impress them. Maybe it was because he didn't want to just randomly bang anyone that was willing.

''That's the...6th? Or 7th? I lost count.'' Roman looked deep in thought when he tried to figure out with how many women Dean had sex since his break-up with Jess.

''It's the 9th! At least I only know of 9. It's been two fucking weeks! I know he's had a tough time, but that's just too much! He'll regret it later on.''

''Did he talk to Jess? Every time I start with the forbidden topic of her, he just leaves. Do you know anything?'' Roman knew that Seth and Dean were a lot closer to each other than he was due to their time in the Indies.

''From what I've heard, he tried calling her the next two days or so. He gave her like 100 calls in these two days until she finally answered. But don't ask me what they discussed, I have no idea. But you can guess, it didn't go as he had hoped.''

''Ms. Mayer? Ms. Mayer! Are you still with us?!'' The voice of her professor snapped her out of her thoughts. Again.

''Yeah? I'm sorry, I was just thinking...''

''Well, would you please like to share your thoughts if they are on the discussion at hand?'' The cocky tone of his voice made her cringe and she thought about something smart to reply as she looked at the notes in front of her, yet her brain wasn't in the mood of working. ''I'm really sorry, I kind of zoned out.''

''You need to stay focused, otherwise I do not see a way how you will be able to pass the final exam to this course.'' A stern look fell upon her. She just nodded to show she understood. Her mind, however, didn't even even pay attention to what the professor just said and shifted back to Dean. She knew she had been harsh to him when they broke up. She didn't want to be, but there were a lot of things she recently did that she didn't want. Like breaking up with him in the first place. She let out a sigh and then felt someone poke their elbow into her side. Someone was trying to get her attention. She turned her head and her eyes narrowed at the familiar. Not HIM again. Peter was giving her his sick, twisted smile and gave her a little piece of paper before turning his head back to the front of the seminar room. She blankly stared at the little note, unwilling to read what it said. She already knew what was on it. He would ask her out AGAIN. And she would tell him no AGAIN. He would then leave her alone until their next course together and just repeat everything. He had done that before she was with Dean and he's doing it now that they broke up. She was wondering how he actually knew of it, but things spread quickly at a small university. Especially when her best friends were also friends with him. She took the little note without reading it, tore it apart in the middle, stood up and put it in the trash bin. Just then her course was over.

When she was on her way back to her place, Peter walked towards and grabbed her arm, his voice whispering into her ear. ''You know, that asshole wasn't good enough for you anyways. You really should go out with me. You'll love to be treated like a lady.''

Her eyes narrowed dangerously and her voice was trembling when she answered. ''First of all, don't ever talk like that about him. Don't talk about him at all. You don't know anything about him. He is the greatest person that ever walked on this earth.'' She struggled herself free from his grip and quickly moved away from him, getting her bag.

He just stood there and smiled. ''Then why did you leave him in the first place? I bet he was a loser in bed.''

His comment was too much. As she wanted to leave the room she paused herself and walked up to Peter again. A small smile graced her lips and she slapped him straight in the face. As he stood there in shock, his hand placed on the red cheeck, she moved to the door, turning back to him once again. ''You know, no matter how hard you try, you will never be even half the man he is.'' Then she turned on her heel and left Peter there, completely dumbfounded and furious.