Arden Queen and Dean Winchester have been best friends since they were eleven years old. They completed each other and soon that friendship evolved into something more. Something beautiful and precious. She was the light in his dark. The calm in his...
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ARDEN'S POV
(May 24th, 1991)
(Arden & Dean: age 12, Sam: age 8)
I was riding my bike back home from school. I had just finished baseball practice and I was exhausted. I was the only girl on the team and that by itself filled me with pride. I've been trying to keep myself busy, especially since Bobby limited my magic and lore studies to only the weekends. The rest of the week was meant for me to do normal things, so I fill it up with sports and academics, and when there is nothing else to do I worked with Bobby fixing up cars. Thank god it was Friday because all I wanted to do this weekend was sleep and learn some freakin spells.
When I got home, I ditched my bike on the side porch, and drag my stuff inside. "Uncle Bobby! I'm home!"
"How was practice?" Bobby called from the other side of the house.
I followed his voice to the kitchen. "You know kicked ass, as usual. Managed to piss off Tyler Caden. It was close too, slid right into home before Tyler could step onto the plate."
"Well, that would explain why you're covered in dirt." He said with a proud smirk.
I looked down at myself and saw the streaks of dirt. "Hey, I gotta show those boys that I mean business," I smirked right back.
