{Set in
ateenage_dream. Ruby is
bloodinmyear and used without permission but much love, Lana as referenced is
horsewoman_lana, Bela is
blckmagc_woman and mine to use, and Sam is an NPC. New verse in which they're all in highschool. It's crack and for fun, and I haven't been able to write lately, so I needed to try and write something light and fun.}
"Dude. Don't talk to me." Dean was leaned against his locked and staring over Sam's head to watch the group of cheerleaders down the hall. It wasn't a game day so they weren't in their uniforms, but they were all wearing really tight jeans, and Dean liked it.
Sam rolled his eyes and hitched his book bag up on his shoulders. "You're such a perv."
"And you're a freak," Dean rolled his eyes. "Maybe if you spent less time being a nerd you'd get what an awesome sight this is."
Sam looked over his shoulder and sighed, then he shrugged as he turned back to his brother. "Ruby told the entire school you have-"
Dean's eyes narrowed. "Yeah, I know. Shut up."
"I have to go to class. Are you driving me home today? Remember, Mom said-"
"I know, Sammy." Dean finally looked his brother in the eye. "I'll see ya after school, okay?"
Sam smiled slightly and nodded. "Okay. See ya." Then he hurried off down the hall.
Dean didn't watch him go, his eyes were already back on the cheerleaders and their jeans. Ruby must have sensed him because she glanced over her shoulder at him and smirked, then gave a slight nod of her head to invite him over. He smirked and stood up before making his way over. He leaned against the locker beside Ruby and faced the girls.
"Ladies," he said. Yeah, the cheerleaders were a pain in the ass and full of themselves, but they were hot. And Dean had been under half their shirts and some of their skirts. It was awesome. Ruby turned a bit to open the circle up to Dean. Oh Ruby. She annoyed him most of all, but he also wanted her most of all. Captain of the squad she was easily the hottest and bitchiest of all the cheerleaders.
She tucked her blond hair behind her ear and looked up at Dean with a sweet lie of a smile. "Dean Winchester, have you met the new exchange student?" She waved her hand to a hot brunette who stood on her other side. Dean's brows went up slightly. She was really hot. She easily gave Ruby a run for her money. "Dean, this is Bela Talbot. She's from England and she's living with Lana Lang for the rest of the school year."
Bela tilted her head slightly to look Dean over, then glanced at Ruby. "Is this the one with the..." She raised her brows suggestively.
"No," Dean snapped while Ruby laughed. He glared at her. "Keep your fuckin' mouth shut," he grumbled.
"Oh Dean, such language in front of our newest cheerleader," Ruby chided.
"Wait, she's a cheerleader?" Dean pointed at Bela.
"I'm surprised, too," Bela answered for Ruby. "Ruby here talked me into it. She claims it will look good on my transcript."
Dean smirked and stepped in front of Ruby, almost pushing her out of the way. "There are better things to make you look good here, sweetheart," he said to Bela.
She smirked back and shook her head. "You're right. He is a laugh," Bela chuckled to Ruby.
Ruby laughed as well. "I know, right? But he's harmless." She reached out and patted Dean's cheek. He glared at her.
"I should be off," Bela said with an apologetic smile to Ruby. She barely glanced at Dean. "Pleasure," she said dryly. Then she started off down the hall. Dean turned to watch her go, and watched her ass move under the skirt she wore. His chin may have been on the ground.
"I know what my homework's gonna be," Dean said, his eyes still on the new girl.
Ruby stepped closer as her voice dropped. "Not if I get there first."
Dean looked down at the blond and raised his brow. "Since when are you into chicks?"
She shrugged. "You don't know everything about me Dean."
"And what makes you think she'd go for you over me?"
Ruby laughed. "Have you seen you? Have you seen me? Please, it's not even a contest."
His eyes narrowed and he turned into her. "Which reminds me." He stepped close to her, causing her to back up against the locker. There was just barely space between their bodies as he looked down at her. "Stop spreadin' rumors about me."
The rest of the squad had moved on, so only the two stood there. "What rumors?" She looked up at him innocently.
"You know what rumors."
"I'm only trying to help the other girls out," she shrugged. "Hey, don't be so hard on yourself, bucko." She leaned up, letting her curves brush against him, and she whispered, "Some girls like it."
"Like you?" He murmured down on her, his smirk returning.
"Not particularly, no."
He rolled his eyes. He hated the way she was always playing with him like that. "Whatever. You were all over me at Ollie's part over the summer. Your hand down my pants...I had hickeys for over a week..."
"Mmm, that was fun," she said with a little smile. "But I seem to remember before it got too far, I moved on to 'bigger and better'."
He shoved her back into the locker lightly and stepped away. "Go to hell."
"Go take a cold shower."
"Bitch."
"Whore," she smirked.
He shook his head and started to go, but turned back. "And my dick isn't crooked," he hissed, before finishing storming off.
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