Disclaimer: Sam and Dean aren't mine, the OC is. We clear? Good.
Drabble Challenge Word: "Ditch"
Word Count: 100 words. *Give the Word Count a cookie.*
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.
Spoiler Alert: Teen!Chester fic. Dean is seventeen years old, Sam is thirteen. SNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSN
Her name was Lori and she was smoking hot. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a bod that wouldn't quit…
… And after Dean dropped Sam off, she was his.
"What are we doing at the library?"
"Told ya, babe. Picking up my little bro."
He stared at her. "Excuse me?"
"Let the little nerd walk." She slid closer to him. "Get your priorities straight."
The stare had morphed into a glare. "They are." He reached over, opened the door. "Get your skank ass out."
Sam found his brother leaning against the Impala.
"Let's go get some ice cream, Sammy."