(10) Story Time By Beth

"Hey Boss, Charlie's using too much glitters and-" Beth paused when she saw what I was holding. "I can explain."

I gawked at the picture. My eyes were so wide that I bet my eyeballs would simply pop out.

Yes, pop out as it would simply pop out.

Yes, like it would simply slide off from my eye socket with blood pouring out and fleshy chunks burst with it too.

A younger looking Dean kissing a younger looking Beth on the cheeks.

What the mighty duck that squeaks?!

"Is this... you and Dean?" I asked, still in shock.

No duh, Vanch.

"Like what I said, I can explain." She muttered, walking towards me and gathered all her stuff back in her bag. She looked at the photo and blood rushes in her face.

"If you don't want to explain, it's okay." I mean, I can always ask Dean...

She looked at me smugly, "I know you'll ask him about this."

Darn it.

"Well, I'm like a sister to you since you moved here 3 years ago. I think I deserve a lil' bit of drama." I winked.

Chuckling, she sighed silently and pick