[Dean is more or less. ]
Dean stood and cracked his neck when the bell rang. He leaned against the wall and waited for the herd to move out as they did every day when school ended. He didn't mind waiting an extra minute or two to leave and avoid the commotion of his class mates. He noticed the stragglers in glass. Though one caught his attention more than the others. A girl who seemed more timid or reserved than others. The one that seemed to be annoyed when he came in and the teacher started yelling. He dismissed her for now and started out to his Impala.









