Let Me In Sam Winchester

Oh thank you for the lovely reviews I got and all the hits and alerts that this story has gotten! I love you all! A mega thank you goes out to Shawn who let me use his name and information! I make him mean in my story but he is the complete oppsite! I hope my updating speed will be as fast as this because my darn muse is not letting this one go! Enough of me my muse is telling me... On with the story!

Chapter 2- Shawn the Wall!

Sam knocked on the door to his new homeroom and opened the door. He knew his brother was on the upper level of Vista Water Junior High but he suddenly felt so alone. He really hated being the new kid. The usual looks and questions were always asked and Sam never had a clear answer for them. He held a note in his hand he had received at the front office. His dad had turned in their previous school records and the classes were assigned to them. Now he was here entering his new homeroom class.

"Hi. Are you lost?" The teacher was holding a book and seemed to have been reading to the class. Sam stepped forward and handed the teacher a note. "Samuel Winchester. You just moved here?"

"Yes ma'am." Sam answered.

"Ma'am. That's new. Well you can call me Mrs. Chantel. Take a seat Samuel." Mrs. Chantel pointed to an empty chair and began her lecture once again. Sam almost dragged his bag to his seat and set it on the desk. The chairs had attached tables to them and the table size was just big enough for a notebook. His bag was massive on the desk.

"Where do you think he's going? Camping?" A chubby kid behind him spoke the kid on his right. The blonde kid laughed and spoke back at the chubby kid.

"He's probably homeless and carries his home in his pack."

"Guys don't be mean." A girl that was in front of Sam turned around and pushed her glasses up as she spoke to the homeroom bullies.

"Shut up four eyes." The chubby kid behind Sam made a ball of paper and threw it at the girl with glasses.

"Hey, don't be such an asshole." Sam replied a bit too loud for the room. Mrs. Chantel stopped her lecture and walked towards the group around Sam.

"Who said that?" Mrs. Chantel had her arms crossed and waited for an answer. The chubby kid and the blonde both pointed at Sam. "Well Samuel?"

"I said it." The girl spoke up. "I'm sorry Mrs. Chantel." The girl looked down and Mrs. Chantel shook her head.

"Is that the truth Kathy?" The girl, Kathy nodded. "Ok. I will see you after class. Now I want everyone to do a creative writing exercise. Quietly."

"Yes Mrs. Chantel." The whole class spoke and started to write their paper. Sam looked inside his bag and took out his supplies. He leaned forward and whispered to Kathy.

"Why did you do that?"

"I know what's it like to be the new kid. And Shawn the Wall is really an ass." Kathy made Sam giggle with that comment.

"Anything you wish to add Samuel?" Mrs. Chantel asked.

"I.. um.. Go by Sam." Sam replied but knew that was a mistake. Mrs. Chantel nods and smiles at him.

"Well Sam. Your homework for tonight is 100 lines that will say My name is Sam and I will not interrupt creative writing time which is meant to be done quietly. Got that Sam?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Good. Now everyone write." Mrs. Chantel took a seat at her desk and watched the class.

Sam wrote a fake adventure of his family heading towards Disneyworld for their family vacation. It was not so much of a lie. They were near Disneyworld and it was a fake vacation but his Dad and Dean were there for a hunt. Once again, Sam was stuck waiting in the car because no one trusted him on the field. He wrote how he met Mickey and rode on all the rides. Clearly the only ride he got while there in Florida was Dean putting quarters in the massage bed. He smiled at that memory. Even that event was made fun by his big brother. The bell rang and Sam started to gather his things.

"Move Samuel!" Shawn pushed Sam out of his way and turned in his paper on Mrs. Chantel's desk. Sam closed his eyes and kept calm while he lifted his bag over his shoulder. He turned in his paper and walked out of the class. The hall was full of kids walking towards their next class and nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt someone grab him from behind.

"Hey Squirt! How was your first class?" Dean ruffled Sam's hair.

"It was ok. How was your's?" Sam lied and looked at his class schedule. Math. Yay.

"Was the only dude in home ec. It is perfect! I love to eat and love to be surrounded by hot girls. Like those." Dean pointed out a group of girls gossiping near the lockers. "Hello Ladies." Dean grinned at them as the girls all giggled.

"Thought we were on a job" Sam rolled his eyes at his older brother.

"Oh.. examinations I will give those girls." Dean clapped his hands together and rubbed them together. "Full body exams.."

"Gross dean." Sam shook his head. Girls were icky!

"Keep thinking like that. I don't want you looking at girls until your dad's age."

"That's beyond time." Sam joked and saw his class list. They were at the door. "My class is here."

"Cool. See you later little brother." Dean messed Sam's hair once more and took the stairs up back to his upper level floor. Sam combed his hair back the way he liked it and entered his next class.

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Classes seemed to pass by quick. Two classes later it was time for Lunch. He gathered his things and headed towards the cafeteria. He grabbed a tray and picked up his food. He turned to find a place to sit but everyone at the tables seemed to have them assigned already. They were divided by class and by groups.

Sam kept walking with his tray and saw Dean with a group in leather jackets and girls at their sides. Two girls were talking to Dean and Dean was loving each second. Sam knew Dean needed his own space right now, he didn't need a little brat by is side while talking to the girls. Sam decided maybe he could eat in the library. He started to turn around when someone called his name. He turned to see Kathy waving him towards her table. Kathy was sitting with two girls and one boy in front of her while all their bags and books covered the other half of the table.

"Hi Sam. Want to sit with us? We were reading the new Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle comic!" Kathy moved her books to make room for Sam's tray. Sam smiled and went to the group. "This is Michelle, Jal and Tony. Everyone this is Sam." Everyone nodded at him and also move their bags to make room for Sam. Michelle was reading the comic and moved her hair from her face each second. She had it part in the middle and half of it seemed to always go in her face. Jal kept a musical instrument case near her while trying to read the comic as well. Tony was pointing out the story line and explain to the girls how cool it was. Tony wore glasses two sizes too big for his face.

"Hi." Sam sat his tray down and looked at the comic book Tony had opened. "What's a Ninja Turtle?" Sam asked. He never heard of such a thing.

"Thought you said he was cool!" Tony complained to Kathy who was rewarded with a kick to the leg. "Ow! It was just a joke."

"He called Shawn the Wall an ass!" Kathy defended her new friend and saw the others jaw drop.

"You did what?" Michelle wanted to hear this again.

"Really?" Jal asked while Tony was still in shock.

"Yup. He did." Kathy lifted her head high and placed an arm around Sam. Sam looked at his food and felt a bit embarrassed by the fuss they were making.

"And you are still alive to tell the tale!" Tony finally spoke.

"Its no big deal. He was acting like one." Sam began to eat. The kids had forgotten about their comic and stared at their new school hero. Sam learned about Shawn the Wall from the others. He was held back a year and repeated the 4th grade. Kathy knew Shawn in 5th grade and were friends for awhile until this year. 6th Grade made Shawn different. Now in 6th being in a different school with older kids made Shawn the Wall fit in and the bully in him grew. The Wall part of his name came from the first kid Shawn bullied. The kid ran into Shawn to fit him but when he hit Shawn, fell back and passed out. When the kid woke up, he said if he hit a wall. The kid according to Kathy and Jal moved away because he was scared. Tony said because his dad of that kid got a better job but the two girls denied it and called it a rumor. Sam laughed at the small bickering of his new friends. Sam was disappointed that the only class the group shared was homeroom and PE. Tony had been placed in an advance science class with some of the upper classmen while the others had the same classes but just at different times. The bell rung and everyone started to pack up.

"What do these babies have?" Tony tried to grab his comic away from Shawn but was too late. Shawn held the comic and went through it without care.

"Give that back!" Sam spoke up as he made his way around the table to face Shawn.

"Tony said I could have it. Right Tone?" Tony looked down to the floor. He hated being bullied and when he gave in into it, they usually don't beat him up. "See." Shawn started to turn around but felt Sam tug on his coat. Sam was going to ask for it again when Shawn turned around quickly and pushed Sam down. Someone yelled out the word Fight and the kids started to gather around them. Sam stood up and grabbed his bag once again.

"I don't want to fight you. Just give him his comic back, please." Sam asked nicely.

"Oh since you asked nicely." Shawn took the comic and ripped it in half. He threw the pieces at Tony and started to laugh. Tony looked at his comic on the floor and left the cafeteria. Jal grabbed the pieces and followed Tony out the door.

"Such an asshole." Sam whispered.

"Oh yea? Well this ass is going to beat your ass right.. " Shawn made a fist and pulled his arm back, ready to hit Sam. Sam closed his eyes waiting for the impact. A gasp and a chocking sound made Sam wonder what was going on. He cracked an eye open and saw someone holding Shawn back. Dean had watched Sam from afar and saw how he quickly Sam was making friends. But when one of them yelled the word fight, he quickly made it towards the small group. Dean didn't interfere until he had to and when he saw that arm of the fat kid go back, he knew he had to do something. Dean quickly grabbed the kid in a headlock.

"We have a problem here lard boy?" Dean held the boy in place.

"Mind your own business!" Shawn wiggled to get free, it was getting harder to breathe.

"Well you see it is my business now. Sam there is my little brother and you were about to take a swing at him and I don't like it when assholes like you threaten my little brother like that. So think it through next time you decide to pick on him because it will be me you will be dealing with. Alright sweetheart." Dean gave him one quick squeeze before letting Shawn go and pushing him away from Sam.

"This isn't over Winchester." Shawn coughed and rubbed his neck.

"Is there a problem here boys?" A staff from the cafeteria came over and was ready to break up any fight that occurred.

"Na, no problem. Just getting to know my new best friend here." Dean smiled. Shawn nodded his head as well as Sam.

"I suggest you all head to class." The staff member crossed his arms and looked at all of them. Dean saluted the staff member and walked Sammy out of the cafeteria.

"Dean… you didn't have to." Sam whispered. "I can take care of myself."

"You handled yourself well but what bullies need is a good ass kicking sometimes. I know you can take him!" Dean punched the air in front of him and laughed. "You are good at the old one two…"

"I don't want to be known as the kid that beat up another kid. Even if he deserves it. "

"You have to defend yourself Sammy."

"IF he would of hit me, then I would of defended myself. If I were to beat him up, then I will just be like him. "

"Sam…"

"I'm going to be late. Please just let it go. I can handle this." Sam walked away from his brother and walked towards his next class.

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The last two classes went by quickly and Sam was glad when the last bell rang. He took out the bus schedule and rushed towards the bus that was going to take him home. What a first day. He met some cool kids and he has a new bully after him. The buses were lined up in front of the school and was half way there when Shawn the Wall shouted at him.

"WINCHESTER!" Shawn yelled. He cracked his knuckles and started to run after him. Sam quickly looked at the bus number on his sheet and began to ran towards the bus. "GET BACK HERE!" Shawn yelled but was slowing down. Shawn wasn't in the best shape and Sam was. Sam entered the bus and took a seat. He looked out the window and saw Shawn catch his breath but didn't follow him any further. Sam sighed as he knew he was safe. The bus started and drove away from the school. Sam looked towards the back and saw a group of leather wearing teens in the back. Sam took a breathe and knew Dean was somewhere with the group.

The ride lasted a good 30 minutes to do other stops and the scenery was distracting Sam. The homes were all the same. Same lawn decors and same house structures. He felt the bus stop and looked up to see a group in leather jackets exit. This was their stop! Sam gathered his bag and exited the bus. The bus took off and Sam started to look around. Even though the homes were the same, something was wrong in this block.

"Dean… is this our stop?" Sam yelled at Dean and quickly caught up with the group. Dean turned around and looked at Sam. Sam took a step back as Dean turned around to look at him.

"Excuse me?"

"You're.. Not Dean. I… " Sam was so stupid. Stupid stupid! He looked like Dean from behind but.. It wasn't Dean. The guy returned back to his group and started to walk away from the kid. Sam grabbed onto his shoulder strap and looked around for anything familiar of where he was. He was too mad in the morning at his dad to notice anything around him during the ride to school. Now he was lost. It was getting cloudy and Sammy knew his dad was going to get mad at him for getting lost on his first day. He didn't remember the address or the phone number of the new home. He had to call uncle bobby. Sam saw a park a few blocks away and knew there was probably a pay phone there. God he hope so. He tried to control his emotions. He had to be like Dean. Brave. Not scared. He felt his lip tremble a bit as he began the walk towards the park.

Brave. Be brave. Brave...

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OoooOOOoo.. Was that any good? Bad? Whats going to happen to Sammy? Will he reach the park? oooo!...Review please and let me know what ya think! I would so love you and share cookies with you if we ever meet! Cookies. Yum. Should I hold a puppy too? Cant resist a puppies for reviews! Come on, the puppies are cute!