"Sammy! Move your ass! We gotta get there before the girls do!" Dean said, running up the stairs.
Sam threw open his dresser drawer and started rummaging through it. He took his shirt off and put on another.
"Dude, that's like the fifth shirt you've tried on," Dean said, leaning in the doorway.
"Fourth," Sam corrected.
"We're just going to the movies. How dressed up do you need to be?"
"I just wanna look nice for Brooke."
"She already likes you Sammy. I don't know why, but she does."
"I feel like I need to make a good first impression."
"You already have Sammy!" Dean said, trying not to laugh. "Besides, girls don't care what you wear. It's all about how you treat her."
Sam missed a button on his shirt and started fiddling with it. Darn button ups.
"Here," Dean said, stepping into the room and picking up one of the shirts on Sam's bed. One that didn't have buttons. "Wear this one and the one pair of jeans that don't have a hole in them."
"Thanks," Sam mumbled, taking the shirt from him.
"Now if I could just get you to get your hair out of your face," Dean said, ruffling Sam's hair. Sam smacked his hand away. Dean smirked and left the room as Sam finished getting ready.
Dean parked the car outside the movie theater and the boys walked up to the front of the building.
"I'll get the tickets, you stay here and wait for the girls?" Dean suggested. Sam nodded. "Remember to greet her mom when she drops her off."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Sam scoffed.
"Hey Sam!" Kelly said, walking over to him. "Where's Dean?"
"Getting the tickets."
"So, are you excited?"
"For what?"
"Your date silly!" Kelly said, laughing.
"Oh! Um, yeah, I think so."
"Well for what's it's worth, I think you look very handsome. Brooke will love it."
"Dean said that girls don't care what guys wear."
"I see. And what else did Dean say about girls?" Kelly asked, raising her voice as Dean walked back over.
"Hey you're here!" Dean said. "What'd I say about girls?"
"Nothing!" Sam said. Lucky for him, Brooke pulled up with her mom, so he ran off to meet her.
"How was your appointment?" Dean asked Kelly.
"It was fine."
"You know, that doesn't exactly sound convincing," he teased.
"They took some blood so I'm a little tired."
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah, just a checkup you know?"
Dean put his arm around Kelly and kissed the top of her head. The two of them watched as Sam went over to meet Brooke's mom.
Brooke's mom parked in a space close to the front of the theater. Sam walked over and met them in the lot.
"Hey Sam," Brooke said as he walked up. "This is my mom, Allison. Mom, this is Sam Winchester."
"Nice to meet you Mrs. Hannah," Sam said, sticking his hand out.
"Oh, look at that, a little gentleman!" Mrs. Hannah said, taking Sam's hand and shaking it. Sam couldn't help but smile at her compliment. Brooke couldn't help but smile too, and Sam noticed it.
"So I will be back at ten to pick you up," Mrs. Hannah said, breaking the eye contact Sam and Brooke were making with each other. Sam panicked. How long had she been talking and he had zoned out?
"Bye Mom!" Brooke said.
"Bye Mrs. Hannah," Sam added.
"Bye Sam. Nice meeting you. Have fun you two."
Sam and Brooke waved as Brooke's mom got in the car and drove off. As they walked back to the theater, Sam reached down and grazed Brooke's hand. Brooke giggled and grabbed it. They held hands for two seconds, until Sam remembered that Dean was there, and he quickly pulled away.
"I saw that," Dean whispered in his ear as his brother tried to sneak by. Sam elbowed him in the side, then prayed Brooke didn't see it. And she didn't. She was too busy chatting with Kelly.
They all went inside the theater. Dean found some seats in the back. He followed Kelly's lead down the row, then turned around to see Sam and Brooke behind them.
"Uh huh, hell no, no way," Dean said.
"What?" Sam asked innocently.
"Go find your own seats."
"Where?"
"Anywhere but here," Dean said, all but physically pushing the kids away. Sam and Brooke turned around and sat a couple rows down.
"So… This is fun," Sam said nervously, trying to start conversation.
"I'm happy we were able to this," Brooke added.
"Nervous?" Sam asked.
"No, you?"
"No of course not! You?"
Brooke couldn't help but laugh. Sam put his hand on his face to tried to hide the embarrassment. Luckily, the theater was starting to get dark so Brooke couldn't see the red on his face.
"I think you already asked me that," Brooke whispered in his ear as the previews started to play.
"Okay so maybe I am a little is that such a bad thing?" Sam rambled.
"No. I think it's cute."
Brooke leaned in and kissed Sam on the cheek, who was now very grateful for the dark theater.
When the movie was over, the four teens walked out to the parking lot.
"There's my mom," Brooke said, pointing to a parked car. "I had fun tonight."
"Me too," Sam said.
"Walk her to the car," Dean said, pushing Sam towards Brooke, who was already walking away.
"Uh, Brooke wait!" Sam said, running after her.
"Thank you for tonight," Kelly told Dean when they were alone. "I really needed it."
"Thank you for coming. It would have been really awkward being alone with a couple 13 year olds."
Dean walked her out to her car and then walked over to where he parked. He started the car and drove over to Brooke's mom's car. He pulled up next to it and honked the horn, startling the two.
"Yo Sammy let's go," he said, rolling down the window.
"Goodnight Brooke," Sam said quickly, getting into the car.
"Goodnight Brooke," Dean sang, teasing Sam.
He waited until Brooke got in her mom's car and waited for them to drive off before he started the car again and drove home.
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