Homewrecker//Scott McCall {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 1: First Day

Elliot sat on her couch as she took in her new home. She lived in a two room, three bathroom, two-story house. Sure, it was a little much, but Sam wasn't gonna let her live in a crummy apartment building. He was paying for it, after all. All the furniture and boxes were in already, much to the help of her Uncle Cas. In fact, he was entering the room, bringing in the last box. He placed it on the ground then looked at her.

"All right, that is the last of your things. Do you require anything else before I leave to your uncle?" Cas asked concerned, frowning at her. Elliot rolled her eyes, standing up and walking over to him, giving him a tight hug.

"I'm fine, Uncle Cas. I'll always be fine. See you in a few months," she smiled at him, pulling away. He smiled back at her, before kissing her forehead. With a flap of his wings, he was gone.

Elliot sighed, lifting the box with ease before taking it to the kitchen where it belonged. Right now, she needed to get her four hours before school tomorrow.

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The next morning, she dressed in a short-sleeved grey t-shirt, blue skinny jeans, her ankle-high-worn-out hunting boots, a leather jacket, and her father's necklace that Uncle Sam gave him. Some how along the way, he had got it back and gave it to her on her tenth birthday.

She grabbed her worn-out, grey, Jansport backpack before grabbing her essentials (keys, phone, wallet, ect.) and heading out the door; but not before grabbing a throwing knife on the way out. She walked to her car and hid the knife under the radio before starting the car and heading to Beacon Hills High.

On the way there, her phone rang. She answered it without looking at the caller I.D.; knowing it was Sam based on his ringtone, Bitch Came Back by Theory of a Dead Man.

"Yellow?" she answered.

"Hey, Elly. You starting school today?"

"Oh, yeah. Another school, another drill, right?"

"I promise you, Elly. This is the last stop. Your birthday is in a few months so you should be good on your own."

"I know, I know..." she said, then hesitated. "How's Dad?"

Sam sighed. "Same self, as usual. He's been a lot more distant since your birthday is coming up."

Elliot sighed. "I never wanted to do this to him. I just wanted to have a normal life. A life away from hunting."

"You did nothing wrong, Elly. You did what was best for you."

Elliot nodded, even though he couldn't see her. "All right. Well, I'll talk to you later. I'm driving up to the school right now."

"Okay. And no boyfriends, Young Lady," Sam joked.

Elliot smirked. "Uncle Sam, I'm Dean Winchester's daughter. Do you really think that will happen?"

Sam laughed before saying goodbye and hanging up. Elly parked the car and noticed everyone's stares at it. She sighed, before pulling on her dark sunglasses and getting out, slinging her bag over her shoulder.

Girls stared in envy and guys stared in lust as she walked by, not sparing them a second glance. She strides right past them with a sign of confidence, but not too much arrogance. She couldn't help the small smirk that formed on her face as she entered the school and walked to her locker. Sam had sent her everything she needed over e-mail that way she could miss the extra attention of the introduction from the vice principal.

Taking off her jacket and sunglasses, she put them in her locker before grabbing the necessary book she needed before heading to History.

As she walked, she passed two Juniors, just like her. One was skinny, had the cutest moles on his face as he did quick hand movements while talking to his friend. The other, was the one that caught Elly's eye.