[b]1995[/b]

When he removed his jacket and wrapped it round her shoulders, she couldn't help but smile lightly and instinctively grabbed each side of the garment and pulled it tightly round her so she could keep it round her more securely. The smell of it being the same as how he smelled which instantly brought the most calm to her she had felt since coming up here.

She knew she needed to be able to stand up for herself more, not let them see her as an easy target but she was never that kind of girl. She just wanted to get on with her passions and school work and not bother anyone. Yet even before Dean came along she had issues, it just so happened when she became friends with Dean, it really kicked off. But she couldn't help connecting with him naturally and finding him be a really good friend to her.

She listened to him talk to her, a small but genuine smile coming onto her lips at his words. A smile that only grew a little when he called himself her Knight in shining armour. She leaned into him, placing her head on his shoulder as she kept cuddling his jacket round her, briefly looking up at him before back out the view, "forever my hero" she replied to him. She knew he had a but of a hero complex but she did honestly always consider him exactly that to her.

"I just wanna get through school and pass my exams. Do my art, read my books and live without drama. But school has never been easy for me Dean. I'm literally that girl from the movies that stands out because she's the quiet one,  the redheaded arty one that doesn't fit into any of the clicks. The one student that is liked more by the teachers than other students. It's pathetic really" she sighed.

"I'd always be the target for the 'accidental' trip ups or having my stuff be slapped out of my grip. They're just using you as the next thing to torment me with. It's nothing new for me. I guess my life is just destined to be that school kid trope" she added. She didn't want to call herself such a person but it's how she was seeing her life playing out. Only difference was that she had Dean to fall onto and not shoulder everything alone anymore.

She slipped her arms into the sleeves of his jacket so she loop her arm through his in a sort of hug, pulling her legs up to her chest. "how did you know to come find me anyway? Did one of my teachers say something?" she asked.