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Room 511, Friday Evening
Dean was checking himself out in the mirror, making sure all the creases in his suit were smooth and his tie was straight and his hair was appropriately slicked. In other words, all the stuff his mother would have done had he been at home. He was pretty satisfied, although he had to admit he wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to be looking ( Read more... ) -
Room 511, Saturday Morning
Dean was curled up on his bed, or at least as curled-up as he could get, staring at the wall. Depressing music flooded the room from his stereo, and he clutched a picture of Rory, the edges wet and ragged from his sweaty hands. He was hopeless. Behind in classes (he hadn't even managed to remember to go get the work he missed from Mr. Winchester ( Read more... ) -
Room 511, Early Wednesday Afternoon
Dean lugged his suitcase into the room with a grunt, tossing it down on his bed and immediately starting to unpack. He was definitely glad that he'd gotten to see his family and everything, even if his cousin's wedding had been ridiculously boring, but he really hadn't planned on being kept away from school for so long. Dean had a whole week and ( Read more... ) -
Room 511, Saturday Afternoon
Dean had had another fairly uneventful week. Well, by Fandom standards anyway. History on Monday resulted in the formulation of a study group, which was good, because right now Dean was struggling through his scribbled notes (the ones that didn't say "SAND: YES PLZ!!!!") and it wasn't looking too good. Literature on Tuesday had been much better ( Read more... ) -
Room 511, Friday Night
Dean was pretty intent on keeping things low-key after his first week of class. World History on Monday had been fun even if he wasn't a master notetaker, plus he shared the class with Sam, Lyra, and Evie, which was an added bonus. Tuesday was Literature in Action, and though there wasn't much action yet, Dean was definitely looking forward to it ( Read more... ) -
Room 511, Sunday Night
Dean had received his schedule earlier and was still celebrating getting into all the classes he wanted. It was his last night of freedom, and part of him thought he should be out being social, but part of him thought just hanging in his room with the door propped open, relaxing, was the best bet. It was nice not to be constantly shocked by ( Read more... ) -
Room 511, Monday Afternoon/Evening
Dean had certainly had an interesting first day at Fandom High. If "interesting" was even the right word to use, which he doubted. More like "freakish" or "crazy", and yeah, maybe "exciting", too. Almost everyone he'd seen had thought he was someone else somehow, whether because he was named Dean or because he looked like Sam ( Read more... ) -
Arrival
Dean stood in front of the dorms, room assignment in hand, head spinning. He'd only said goodbye to his parents and his little sister earlier that morning, but Stars Hollow and everyone there already felt a lifetime away. Weapons check was part of the sign-up process? There were co-ed dorm rooms? And not only did they exist, but he was actually ( Read more... ) -
Voicemail
"Hi, this is Dean! You know what to do and when to do it."
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