Just a bunch of random supernatural imagines
(In editing)
Edit: this is such a crappy book, my 12 year old self knew nothing! 😭 I will definitely be redoing some chapters
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"You ready chip" Dean bangs the side of your helmet making your head move slightly. Groaning you flip the cap down before glaring at him though now he couldn't see. He laughs making you smile slightly. "I was born ready Mr" climbing into your F1 car you buckle in. "Don't show off" Sam comes into view and joins Dean as he leans into the car where a window should be.
"Remember the ghost likes messing with show offs so your best way to get his attention is by showing off" Dean clips his earpiece in and his voice fills your right ear. You nod before earning a knock on the head by Sam. "You guys need to stop doing that". They both laugh before giving you pointers.
"You guys to know this isn't my first time racing." They stop talking and turn to eachother. "What else must I do when you're gone on hunts". Smiling you start the car. "Uh I don't know bake" Sam flings his arms in the air. "Where did you even find a formula 1 car?" Taking one last safety check you turn to both of them. "It was a present from Cas. Plus I hid it in the shed that you never go into" before he can respond you speed over to the barrier that opens to the area. "I swear I'm doing to kill him" forgetting about the earpiece you snort.
"Y/n remember you're racing with guys so..um act like.." "Yeah I know, all manly and stuff" you deepen your voice making Dean snort. A man checks your car before nodding and you make your way to the start. "You can do this" Dean says though his words are muffled.
"Are you eating already". Sam throws a weird look at Dean who just smiles, though you can't see. Clearing his voice you get your answer.
Looking towards the board above the race course,you clutch your hands around the steering wheel. The buzzer goes green and you're off.
50 laps it can't be that hard. "Good luck chip, we're off" Dean says. Rolling your eyes you huff. "Just hurry up. I hate being alone" They smile switching the com off before entering the building to search about the ghost.
Making a sharp right you block the person behind you and as they move you move to. After a while you let them past but not before earning a knock to the side by the angry driver. "Bitch" you mutter. "I was going to me nice but now you're on my nerve" speeding up you trail the car.
