It was Monday October 9;

"Mfmm..." Blare whimpered into Dean's kiss. Dean pinned her to the lockers. He smiled approvingly.

"Nn..." Dean parted to breath. He panted, looking down at the red faced girl below him. He rested his hand on her cheek, kissing her again. His left hand held her waist, his right hand held her face. He didn't want to part from her. He pulled away to breath again. They were both out of breath. His arms wrapped around her waist as her arms wrapped arouns his neck. His hand lowered, holding her by the butt. He bit his lip harshly. He leaned back to kiss her. She chuckled slyly. She pulled away. The room got slightly distorted. Dean looked around confusedly. "Hey, you see this, right?" Dean hesitates, he looked down. Blare was gone. "Huh? Hey! I'm the only one who gets to ditch after kissing!" Dean called, looking around. The room seemed to be falling apart. He hesitantly stepped back. He was over come by nervousness.

"What if I want to run away?" Blare hummed slyly, her arms wrapping around him from behind. She rubbed on him.

"Wha- B-Blare?" Dean blushed, surprised at his shyness. He usually didn't have a problem when it came to this.

"I wanna run away with you~" Blare insisted.

"Ah-ah... B-Blare..." Dean whimpered, blushing with the feeling he was getting. He bit his lip and whimpered. He couldn't hold it.

"Wake up..." Blare ordered.

"Huh?" Dean asked confusedly.

"Wake up!" Blare ordered. The dream slowly faded.

"Dean, wake up! You're going to be late for school!" Dean's mom, Marry, repeated impatiently. She shook him more harshly.

"Huh?" Dean asked lazily, he tiredly looked around. His head was pounding after the decision to drink the night before. He winced.

"You have school, get up. And put that away." Marry motioned downward. Dean covered himself quickly. His mom scoffed and walked out.

Dean sighed, laying back. He winced with the light shinning in his room. He closed his window and sighed heavily. That was a hell of a dream... He pondered. He closed his eyes and thought about it. He swallowed nervously at the thought. The pain in his head was kind of ruining his feelings, though.

"Dean! School!" Marry screamed impatiently. Dean sighed heavily.

"Guess I'm not getting my kick." He mumbled, standing. He walked over to his closet, lazily yawning. He found a muscle shirt to wear, some tight jeans, and a pair of boots. He put on a long sleeveless-trench-coat-thing. He stared at himself in the mirror and smirked. He winced again, though. He really needed something for the hangover. Dean brushed back his hair and out on body spray. He put on deodorant after. He sniffed himself and decided it was good enough.

Dean fumbled down the stairs, grabbing his stuff as he went. He grabbed a piece of already made toast and ate it.

"Here." Marry handed him something.

"You are my hero." Dean informed, chugging it. He gagged with the sour taste after setting it down. Marry snickered.

"That's what you get for having a hangover. Now get to school." She instructed.

"Later, Mom." Dean waved and walked out.

"Bye bubba!" Aris called. Max and Bonnie yelled after her. Dean peered in the door. He waved to his siblings. Aris was the youngest at only six, Max was thirteen; he was the middle child, and Bonnie was eight. Dean was the oldest at seventeen.

"Later." Dean waved. He closed the door and faced the world. He winced with the harsh light as he walked. He sighed heavily as he waited at the bus stop. He tried not to think about the dream.

"Nnn..." Blare lazily snored. It wasn't a loud snore; more of a soft, gentle one. She was sprawled on her bed tiredly. Zeek and Adam exchanged a look.

"On three?" Zeek whispered. Adam nodded.

"One..." They whispered. "Two..." Their voices raised slightly. "Three!" They yelled. Zeek jumped up and down on Blare's bed while Adam yelled. Blare fumbled and fell from her bed.

"What the fuck?!" She yelled panickedly. Zeek and Adam laughed. Blare gave them an annoyed look. "Get out of my room!" She whined.

"Get up!" Zeek mocked her whining tone.

"Fuck off!" Blare mocked his tone.

"Now kids." Adam laughed. They sighed in unison.

"Yes, Dad." The twins whined. Adam laughed.

"Come on Zeek, let's finish breakfast." Adam waved his son after him. They left the room so Blare could change. Blare sighed. She yawned lazily. She crawled into her bed. She couldn't fall back to sleep, no matter how hard she tried. She gave in.

Blare wandered over to her closet. She sifted through it until she found a nice pair of fading jeans with a tear low towards her knee, a loose zip-up hoodie that was black, and a lose gray long sleeve. She pushed up her shirt's sleeves and hid within her hoodie. She slid on tennishoes and grabbed her bag. Blare grabbed her hat, phone, and wallet. She lazily brushed her hair and put on her hat. She put on deodorant and body spray. She lazily walked off to eat.

"Thanks Dad!" Zeek called as he stumbled to the door. "See you after school, have a good day!" He cheered.

"Thanks Dad, later." Blare lazily waved. She followed Zeek to the bus stop where Dean and a few others were waiting.

Dean was playing tonsil tennis with his new girlfriend for the week. If it lasted that long. Blare tuned out, listening to music as she read. She lazily texted her friends. She softly sighed as the bus arrived.

She greeted the bus driver and sat in the front seat for once. She ignored her brother ad he obnoxiously passed. Dean and Dalyla, his girl friend for the week, followed. Blare rested her head on the chilled window. She silently approved of the fall season that was slowly trying to turn winter. Blare sighed gently.

Brass the Ass: YOYOYOYOYO YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT I GOT
Blare Glares: Another new video game?
Brass the Ass: Yeah! How'd you now?
Blare Glares: Know*
Ann the Man: Lol, Brass, learn how to spell.
Mannie Needs a Tannie: Lol Brass you're a loser.
Brass the Ass: Lol at least I don't need a Tannie.
Mannie Needs a Tannie: OMG YOU GAVE ME THIS NICKNAME
Brass the Ass: Lol true.
Blare Glares: Y'all text so much, it's killing me.
Mannie Needs a Tannie: Ha RIP.
Ann the Man: At school, catch ya on the flip side.
Blare Glares: Later.
Brass the Ass: G'bye.
Mannie Needs a Tannie: See ya.

Blare sighed gently, lifting her said to see the gray and black painted building. The school's logo; a wolf clawed at the edges of the building. It waited impatiently for the students to arrive. North Lake High was plastered on huge boards, a billboard with school updates and a sign close to the ground. The outdoors were covered with cars, soft flourishing grass, crunchy leaves, and tired students. Trees were scattered, losing leaves waiting to be climbed. The building was new, luring. It was frustrating since it was a school, but it was luring.

The bus pulled to a stop in the large round about specific for them. Kids stood and filed out. Blare was the first off. She dropped down the stairs and carefully walked off towards her friend.

"Hm?" Dean noticed Blare's phone. He smirked amusedly and snatched it. "Yo, look what I found." Dean laughed to Zeek. He motioned Blare's phone around.

"Hah!" Zeek snatched her phone. He snickered and opened it.

Blare Glares sent a photo.

"Found your phone." Brass held up his phone to show the panicked Blare. There was a picture of Zeek and Dean posing, both with an amused expression.

Blare Glares: Look who left their phone on the bus~

"Oh, those bastards!" Blare stomped her foot angrily. "Grr... Gimme that!" She snatched Brass' phone.

Brass the Ass: YOU BASTARDS, GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE YOU PIG! GRRR YOU'RE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!!!
Blare Glares: HA MAKE ME~
Brass the Ass: YOU- GRRR!!!

"Let's go!" Blare slammed her hand on Brass' chest as she passes him the phone. She stormed forward. She was running towards where she knew her brother would be. "You jerk!" Blare yelled, seeing Zeek with her phone.

"uh-oh! Run!" Zeek yelled, running off with Dean. They were laughing as Blare chased them. They were passing her phone around.

"Don't you dare break it you assholes!" She screamed. They continued laughing. Zeek waved her phone teasingly. He ran into a pole. He fell on his butt. Dean fell over laughing. Blare snatched her phone and stuffed it in her pocket. "You're jerks." She hissed. Zeek and Dean laughed. Blare kicked Zeek in the arm frustratedly. Zeek grinned innocently up at her. Ann nearly died at his cute expression. Zeek stood, dusting himself off carefully. Dean stood, wiping off his arms and back. Blare sighed frustratedly. "You two are so annoying." She glared over his shoulder as she walked off. Zeek grinned and waved.

"'Love you too, sis." He waved, closing his eyes. Blare smiled amusedly and rolled her eyes. Dean snickered amusedly.

"Later~!" He waved and winked. Blare walked off more casually.

"Your brother is so cute!" Ann whimpered, hugging Blare tightly. Blare blinked as she was lifted off her feet. "Ahhhh! Why can't you be that cute?" Ann huffed, giving her an annoyed look. Blare gasped dramatically. Brass and Mannie were fallen over from laughing.

"I am twenty times as cute as he is!" Blare whined dramatically. She and Ann began bickering back and forth. Brass and Mannie snickered. Brass held them apart as they yelled. The bell rang, pausing their arguing. Blare and Ann faced away from one another, crossing their arms. They pouted.

"Alright you two, time for class." Brass laughed, rubbing their heads affectionately. Blare grinned innocently at the affection. Ann giggled.

"Okay, okay." Ann giggled happily. "Let's go. I'll see you later, Blare." She waved.

"See you after choir~" Blare waved and walked off. The other kids walked off the other way.