"I wanted to tell you," Dean defended himself honestly. "And I tried to make myself do it multiple times, but I couldn't get it out."
Charlie began to feel a little bad for her friend, but not quite bad enough to stop yelling at him.
"Yeah, well I still deserved to know before I showed up at school and found out from the people who are making fun of you," Charlie hissed at him.
"I know," Dean said. "I know that I should have told you and you deserved better than this."
"Damn right," Charlie replied. "Now whose ass do I have to kick for all the douchey jokes that I heard today?"
"Um.." Dean said awkwardly, not sure if she was serious or not.
"Come on Winchester," She said. "My time's valuable."
Dean had to crack a smile at that.
"Well the main dick is a guy named Balthazar," Dean said. "But what are you going to do about it? And besides I already beat the shit out of him once when he tried to start a fight with Adam."
"Did beating him up stop him?" Charlie asked.
"Not really," Dean responded. "I mostly just ignore him now."
"Yeah, well nobody makes fun of my best friend except for me," Charlie said as she turned back towards the doors of the cafeteria. "Maybe getting beat up by a girl will convince him to stop.."
Before Dean had the chance to stop her or ask any more questions, she was already through the cafeteria doors.
Dean followed after her, but was still several steps behind her when he walked in.
"Which one of you fuckers is Balthazar?" She asked loudly, seeming to surprise most of the other students sitting in the cafeteria.
"That would be me," Balthazar said, standing up and smirking at her seductively. "And who are you?"
Charlie walked straight over to him angrily.
"Your worst nightmare," She said dramatically before punching him across the face and sending him to the ground.
"Aww shit," She said, clutching at her hand in pain afterwards. "Why do video games and TV shows make that look so easy?"
Dean headed over to her quickly.
"Are you alright?" Dean asked her.
"Yeah," Charlie said, still holding her hand close to her. "Did it at least look cool?"
"Yeah, you looked badass," Dean said with a chuckle.
"Sweet," Charlie said through the pain.
"Excuse me, but what the hell was that?" Asked Balthazar, who had now stood back up and was clutching at his face.
"That was for my friend," Charlie said before turning to storm out of the cafeteria.
"Who the hell was that?" Balthazar asked as she walked away.
"That was Charlie Bradbury and I suggest that you don't mess with her," Dean threatened.
"I have never even seen her before in my life," Balthazar pointed out. "Does she even go here?"
"She does now," Dean said. "She just moved from my old school. ...I'll leave you alone to try to defend yourself on the fact that a girl punched you so hard that you got knocked to the ground."
Dean turned around and walked out of the cafeteria.
When he reached the hallway, Dean spotted Charlie being talked to by one of the lunch monitors who had witnessed her scene in the cafeteria.
Charlie was putting on the fake tears as she said, "Look it's my first day and I don't know anyone or where anything is and I heard that this guy has been saying all of this terrible stuff about me and-" She stopped to sniffle.
"Look, I understand that," The lunch monitor said. "But that's still no excuse to punch another student in the face."
"Sorry, I swear I'm not usually a violent person," Charlie said, continuing the show. "It's just there's all the stress from the move and all of this new stuff and people and I'm so behind in all of my classes and I swear it won't happen again."
"I'm going to let you get away with just a warning this one time," The monitor told her. "I know the guy that you punched and he gets into a lot of trouble, so I'm going to assume that you at least had a good reason. But violence still isn't the answer and if I have to talk to you about anything else then you're going straight to the office."
"Thank you," Charlie said through her fake tears.
"Are you okay?" The lunch monitor asked.
"Yeah, I'm okay," Charlie told her.
The lunch monitor nodded at her once and then headed back into the cafeteria as if nothing had happened.
Charlie turned towards Dean with a smirk on her face as she wiped the forced tears away with one quick swipe.
"That was impressive," Dean told her.
"I know," Charlie said arrogantly as she walked over to him and held up both hands for a high five.
He high fived her and then she winced a little as he slapped her sore hand.
"Seriously, how do you punch people?" Charlie asked him. "I punched him once and now I'm holding my hand like a little bitch. You punch people and it's like it never even hurt you."
Dean chuckled a little.
"I don't know, maybe you get used to it," He responded.
"So now that we've made our point by dramatically storming out, where are we eating?" Charlie asked as she looked back towards the cafeteria.
"Come on," Dean said as he opened the door and began to lead her in.
"Alright, but I'm getting half of your food for compensation," She told him.
"Compensation for what? Your hurt hand or not telling you?" Dean asked.
"How about both?" Charlie asked excitedly. "Maybe I'll just take all of your food."
A/N: Please read and review! :D I hope that you liked the chapter and thanks for reading!
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