Sorry. It's kinda boring. Hope you like it!
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My body is different. My chest is bigger and my lower body is...well you know, different. I am now a girl. A 15 year old girl.

I'm sitting in Dean Winchesters impala, 'baby'. I'm in the back seat when I had just woke up and found out about myself.

"What happened!? Why am I a girl and why am I 15?"I yelled at him.
"Just calm down." He said, "Amy kidnapped you and did some tests that got her a lot of money. That's why she needed you. I made her think that I was in it with her and that I was going to continue the tests. But I saw something in you that I can't understand. So I'm taking you to my bunker in Kansas. It's about 3 hours away so sit back and sleep." He finished. The whole time he spoke, he was as calm as a turtle and something about him made me feel so special.
"Have you thought of a girl name yet?" Dean asked.
"Not really. I was thinking of Vicky." I said.
"That is the ugliest name I have ever heard." Dean said and shook his head. "I was thinking more of Apple. It's my favourite kind of pie." He said and licked his bottom lip.
"All right then." I said and we were quiet the rest of the ride.

We arrived at his bunker about an hour later where he gathered his stuff and carried it into the bunker with his muscular arms. He lead me to a cozy room with nice grey walls and flowers everywhere. It was a perfect girl room. He went back out into the living room and I laid on my comfy bed. Will he treat me with more respect than my family? I hoped with all my heart that he would treat me and talk with me and Tell me secrets. All my life I longed for that.
"Dean. Can you come here please?" I asked. Soon enough he came rushing in with a pot of water.
"What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled. He had a really sweet smile that made me smile and giggle inside.
"I'm making lunch." He said and smiled then left and continued making lunch.
"OK then. That sorta failed!" I said and had a very tired feeling. Is this that emotional feeling that girls get? I asked myself. Wow. This is gonna be a long rest of my life. Or will it? Could I ever be changed back?

I awoke to the sweet smell of lunch. I stood up to my feet and 'hazzily' walked to the kitchen that was located right beside the living room. The living room was nice light orange walls and big black couches. There was a medium sized rug in the middle of the room and a television right in front. To the left of the living room, there was the kitchen. A nice black and white kitchen with black counters and a Blackwood table. It was classy. Just like Dean.
"You're delicious eggs are ready." Dean said and laid them on the Blackwood table where he motioned me to sit.
"No thanks." I said, "I'm not that hungry." You may be thinking, how are you NOT hungry? Well I can assure you that I am. But not for boiled eggs. And my always hungry feeling for food has somehow disappeared.

Then walked over to his couch where I sat down and popped my feet on the arm.
"So. What's the plan for tonight?" I asked.
"No idea." He said and continued to peel the egg shells from the eggs.
"I was thinking we could go for supper." I said and looked up at him.
"But I'm making supper!" He cried and turned around to look at me.
"Ya umm. I'm not to fond of eggs." I said and cringed.
"Ya. Me neither. How about some pie?" He said and put on a smile.
"Oh ya! That sounds good to me!"
"Apple"
"Ya! I love apple pie."
"No. Apple as in your name."
"Oh. Yes?"
"Do you want apple pie?" He said and laughed to himself.
"Ha ha. Very funny. But ya actually. I do want some apple pie."
"All right then. Let's get to it." Dean said and he put down the eggs and gathered his jacket and we were out the door in a matter of seconds. We hopped in his impala and drove about 20 until we reached a nice little store on the side of the highway. He lived far away where no one would want to live. It really green and his bunker blends in so well. He lives about 2 hours away from the city where I ran away. Im starting to like being here with him.

He parked in the parking lot to the right of the store. We got out and headed to the store where we sat down at the front table which was where the server was cooking.

We talked for a while about ourselves.
"So you hunt demons?" I asked.
"Ya. Me and my brother Sam hunt them after the yellow eyed demon killed her and my dad."
"Cool. So do you still hunt them?"
"Ya. I'm looking for one right now actually." He said and lowered his voice.
"Where?" I asked and started to become more aware of my surroundings.
"The waitress." He said. But as he said this, the ring of the door sounded and a tall man walked in. He was almost as handsome as Dean.
"Hey Dean!" he said and Dean turned around to see who it was.
"Sammy!" He yelled and got up from his seat to give his friend a hug. Sammy looked over at me to turn his smile into a frown.
"This is my brother Sam that I've been telling you about!" He said and smiled. I know that face. I know who 'Sammy' is.
"What are YOU doing here!?" I yelled.