she fell in love in the first place

[triskeles]

	For the life of me, I cannot remember What made us think that we were wise And we'd never compromise For the life of me, I cannot believe We'd ever die for these sins We were merely freshmen

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lol what is being prepared for class

[ajackettoobig]

Want to know what Dean didn't give two shits about? School. School sucked and he hated it. Sammy could go to all the classes he wanted to, whatever. But Dean would've preferred if his dad didn't enroll him in whatever school in whatever town they were going to be in for a short period of time.

If they were just driving through, there really wasn't a point. That wasn't the case this time, since he and Sam were supposed to stay here the entire semester. That didn't change Dean's motivation to do well in school at all.

That had been obvious most days, since he tended to fall asleep in class when he wasn't being a thorn in the teacher's side. Today wasn't a day he could just fall asleep during, though. It was a goddamn test day. Guess who hadn't studied? This guy. He knew he was going to bomb it, but whatever.

He'd at least put his name on the test. Speaking of- "Hey, do you got a pencil?" He asked, tapping the shoulder of the girl in front of him.

[necrobrat]

To be honest, Anita was a little surprised that he was going to stay awake during the test at all. They hadn't spoken directly yet, and she'd been very careful not to let him catch her looking at him during the first two weeks of school, though she wasn't exactly sure how successful she'd been. Even more surprising, however, was the fact that he was tapping her on the shoulder at all -- meaning it took an effort not to jump a foot out of her seat because she was startled before turning around to look over her shoulder.

"Sure," she managed fairly effortlessly, looking down just long enough to pull a spare out of the front pocket of her bag before turning in her seat to hand it to him. God, she hoped she wasn't blushing. How stupid would that have been? She was supposed to be better than that. She settled for smiling and mentally crossing her fingers in hopes that her cheeks wouldn't turn red and make her look like an idiot.

"Here. Keep it. You don't have any, right?" Seeing as he didn't carry a bag... or books, or anything at all.

[ajackettoobig]

Dean didn't really know or care what this girl thought of him, or what she was trying to do. Sure, she was cute, but he wasn't really into geeky girls. That's what he was assuming she was, just by this little bit of conversation they were having. Maybe it was the way she pointed out that he didn't have pencils. Whatever. Either way? Likely the type of girl who'd want him to meet her parents before he even got to touch sideboob.

So not worth his time.

"Oh, gee thanks. I'll treasure it forever." He'd lose it before the day was over.

[necrobrat]

Sarcasm. At least he spoke her language. She smiled thinly, glad for the opportunity to gloss over being awkward. As odd as it sounded, it would have been more difficult if he had actually sounded grateful. Sarcasm, on the other hand, was right up her alley.

"I'm just saying, it might not be the only test you have to write your name on and sleep through today."