Melissa had stopped talking to Dean after the incident in the cafeteria, she wouldn't even look at him. He thought he did something wrong but he didn't, he had done everything right and that's what scared her, Dean had made her laugh for the first time in a long time. She had spent so much time and worked so hard to build up that wall and Dean just waltzed in and tore it down. She couldn't let him in. Her heart couldn't take anymore pain and that's why she shut everyone out. She wasn't always like that, but if you had been though what she had then you would do the same.
Dean had been thinking about what he was going to say to Melissa. He didn't mean to make her feel so vulnerable. 'Why I am so worried about it anyway?' He thought. Maybe he liked her. No, he'd be leaving soon and he just couldn't do that. Maybe he should just leave her alone, but he couldn't. He didn't understand why he was so interested in her. Could it be the way her bright blue eyes just trapped him and made him feel like he could tell her anything or maybe it was- 'Stop!' Dean scolded himself. God he sounded like such a girl. What had she done to him? He had only met her a few days ago and yet he couldn't seem to get her off his mind. He didn't know why he had stopped flirting with other girls either and only thought about her.
The bell had rung interrupting them both from their thoughts.
"Melissa, Dean I need to speak to you both." Mrs. Smith, their physics teacher, said.
They both waited until the class emptied and proceeded to the front of the classroom and stood before her desk.
"Dean you're aware that finals are coming up, yes?" Mrs. Smith asked.
"Yeah, it's on the board." Dean shrugged, clearly not caring.
"Well you are very behind at this point and it is very likely you will fail this test. But I don't want that Dean. So that's why I would like Melissa to tutor you, she gets straight A's and you'll be in good hands." Mrs. Smith declared.
"Wait what?" Melissa chimed in. After all her efforts to ignore Dean this happened!
"Melissa without your help Dean could fail his final. But I won't force you to do it." Mrs. Smith responded. Dean just looked to Melissa.
"Okay, I'll do it." Melissa sighed. She may have built up a wall but that didn't mean she was heartless, as much as she hated to admit it she couldn't just let him fail. Dean was just glad she said yes, of course he didn't really care about the studying part of it but it meant that he would get to spend time with her.
"Thank you, Melissa." Mrs. Smith smiled, "I'll write you both a pass to your next class, so you won't be counted tardy." She handed them their passes and they headed off to class.
The bell rung signaling the end of the school day, when Melissa realized she hadn't made study arrangements with Dean. She rushed out of the school in hopes to catch him before he left, when she got a glimpse of him about to get into his 67' Impala, she sped up and called his name. Dean turned around upon hearing his name called and smiled when he saw it was Melissa, she had now caught up to him.
"I forgot to give you my number." She panted, while pulling a pen from her bag.
"Okay." Dean smiled as she gently took his hand and wrote her number on his palm.
"Just don't call after seven." Melissa said sternly, as she put her pen back in her bag.
"All right. Where do you want to meet up at?"
She hadn't thought about that. "How about the library?"
"That's good. What time?"
"4 o'clock?" Melissa asked
"Sure, see you then." Dean agreed.
"Well, I better get going so I'll see you tomorrow." And with that she walked off, just as Sammy approached.
"Who was that?" Sam asked.
"Melissa, she going to help me study for finals." Dean said smiling as he watched her walk away until she was out of sight.
"Oh." Sam smiled knowingly, tossing his bag in the backseat. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, come on Sammy, and quit looking at me like that"
"Like what?" Sam smiled wider.
"Smart ass." Dean huffed, as they got in the car and drove to their motel room.
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