"Hey Brooke," Sam said. He was standing in front of the bathroom mirror. He thought about telling Brooke how he felt today, and he was a little nervous.
"Soooo Brooke-"
"Listen Brooke-"
"I've, uh, been thinking, Brooke-"
"Sammy!" Dean said, knocking on the bathroom door. Sam jumped 10 feet in the air. "What the hell are you doing in there?"
"Umm using the bathroom?" Sam said.
"Who are you talking to?"
"No one."
Sam swallowed the large lump in his throat. He knew Dean was still on the other side of the door.
"Can I have some privacy?"
"Yeah, sorry," Dean said, walking away. Sam relaxed when he heard the footsteps.
Sam finished getting ready and left the bathroom. He walked out to the living room where he found Dean, lying on the couch.
"Hey Dean?"
"What's up?"
"Is Kelly coming over?"
"Unfortunately. Why?"
"Can you two, like⦠Not be here when Brooke's here?"
"Why?" Dean asked, suddenly becoming very interested in the conversation.
"I-I-I just w-wanted-"
"You want me to leave you and Brooke here alone?" Dean asked. Sam's mouth got dry and he shuffled his feet. Dean rose and stood next to his brother. "Sammy I don't think that's a good idea."
"We're not gonna do anything!"
"I know but-"
"But what?"
"What about Bobby's rule?" Dean said quickly, nothing else coming to mind. "Huh? You always wanna follow your stupid rules."
"I won't tell if you won't."
Dean was speechless.
"Please Dean," Sam pleaded.
"What's in it for me?"
"Anything! I'll shut up about school, I'll clean our room, I'll wash Baby. Whatever, just please."
Dean thought about it. He knew it would be a bad idea and he knew Bobby would be upset that he left two 13 year olds alone. But he also knew his brother. Sam just wanted to be alone with a girl he liked, though he'd never admit it, and Dean got that. Hell, watching Sam squirm right here, right now, made him remember his first crush.
"Alright. I won't tell if you won't."
Dean sat at a table in the back corner of a coffee shop. He called Kelly and offered to meet her in town to study.
"So sorry I'm late!" Kelly said, walking over to the table. "I got into a screaming match about a dress with my dad."
"A dress?"
"Yeah. I bought it for a party this weekend and he's convinced it's too short. I'm like 'Dad, I'm almost 18, leave me alone'."
"Yeah I know what that's like," Dean laughed. "What party?"
"Do you know a Joshua Hicks?"
"Can't say I do."
"Well, it's his annual birthday bash. His parents run away to the beach house so he can have the mansion. What happens there isn't really my kind of scene, but I've known him since 6th grade, so I like to show up and say hi."
"That's cool."
"Hey! Why don't you come with me?"
"Yeah, I'm not much of a party person either."
"Oh come on! I hate going by myself. I always feel like I suck the fun out of it."
"Is this supposed to make me feel sorry for you?" Dean teased.
"I'm really lame. It's really sad," Kelly teased back. Dean threw his head back laughing.
"Well this I have to witness because you are just a delight."
"So is that a yes?"
"Yes I will go with you."
"Yay! It's a date! Well, not a date but you know."
"I can't believe I'm saying this," Dean said, changing the subject, "but can we hit these books yet?"
Sam and Brooke sat on the couch drinking sodas. They had finished their project and we're just hanging out until she had to leave.
"Anyway," Brooke said, "she realized how stupid she was acting and I forgave her."
"That's great."
"Yeah. We're best friends. No boy is going to ruin that."
"Does this mean we can eat in the cafeteria again?"
"Yes it does."
"Oh thank God because it was freezing the other day!"
"Right? Autumn is upon us."
Sam took a deep breath. This was it. Time to tell her.
"Hey Brooke?"
"Yeah?"
He wanted to say something but everything he had rehearsed earlier disappeared.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Brooke suddenly cried out. Sam realized he had suddenly leaned in and tried to kiss her.
"Um." was all he could say.
"I should go," she said, gathering her things. She ran over to the front door.
"Wait Brooke," Sam said following her.
"You know Sam, I suspected that you liked me, but I never thought-"
"I'm so sorry! Really! I don't know what I was thinking!"
"See you around Sam," Brooke said, walking out the door.
"Honey, I'm home!" Dean said, walking in through the front door. He noticed how dark and quiet the house was. "Sammy?"
He walked through all the rooms downstairs and decided to make his way upstairs.
"Sam!"
Upstairs was empty too. Dean found the bedroom door closed.
"Sammy?" he asked, knocking on the door. "Are you two in there?"
No answer.
"Come on Sam, I'm cool but I'm not that cool."
Still no answer.
"Sa-"
"She's not in here," Sam snapped, throwing open the bedroom door. Dean was caught off guard. Sam turned around and sat back down on the edge of his bed.
"Did something happen?" Dean asked, entering the bedroom slowly.
"What makes you say that?"
"You're hiding. You always hide when something's wrong."
"I tried to kiss her," Sam said quietly.
"Why?" Dean asked, matching his tone. He sat on the edge of the bed next to Sam.
"Because I like her."
"Dude, I know," Dean joked. Sam looked up with him with sad eyes. Dean's heart broke. Now was not the time. "What happened after that?"
"She left."
"Did she say anything?"
"She said she suspected I liked her. She didn't sound happy."
"Dude you probably scared her."
"What?"
"Yeah. Kissing's scary when you're 13. Any kind of romance when you're 13 is scary."
"But lots of kids at school are in relationships."
"Yeah but how much action are they getting?"
"Ew!" Sam cried, shocked that his brother would say such a thing.
"What? It's true!" Dean said, defending himself. "I was 13 once, I couldn't get anywhere!"
Sam giggled at the image of his brother getting rejected. Dean smiled.
"Listen to me," Dean said, "Brooke seems like a really nice girl. Give it some time and I'm sure things will go back to the way they were."
"I don't know Dean. I mean, I humiliated myself."
"Yeah, get used to it," Dean said. He stood up and patted Sam on the shoulder. "You're gonna be okay kid."
"Thanks Dean."
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