Not LRN. AU for Supernatural characters. For Kenshi Inagaki's story. Can't decide on ages. Yet. OC is Jane Doe (go with it I don't have a name decided yet). Blue eyes, red hair. (Has not changed physically) 5'4". Quiet. Strong, but you wouldn't know it. And...that's all I got. Backstory: They fought all the time after getting engaged and after a particularly bad one where things hit rock bottom, she left him.
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Throw a neon t-shirt
Over the lamp shade
I'll take the furniture
Slide it out of the way
I bob my head along to House Party (Sam Hunt) as I draw silently in my sketchbook. I'm hunched over the table at the booth in the bar. I wonder where the boys are at?

I get an answer to my question as Dean and Cas slipped into the other side of the booth. Sam takes a seat by me, setting a beer in front of me, while sipping his own.

"Whatcha drawing kid?" Dean leans forward, staring at my sketchbook, a shot of whiskey in his hands.

"Not sure." I mumble not looking up. "Don't call me kid. I'm the same age as Cas but you don't call him kid."

"That's because he's angel." He slips his arm around Cas' shoulders, a smirk plastered on his face.

I look up, smiling as Cas blushes. "So the H.M.S Destiel finally sailed huh?"

"Dean, Jane!!" Cas' face blushed an even deeper red.

"Yea. I was kept up all. Damn. Night." Sam chuckles.

"Damn right ya were." Dean smirks.

Sam and Cas both groan and I shake my head, going back to drawing. As I finish up the last touches, you have the inside of LRN as if I was standing at the front door during open hours. Boss is behind the bar, laughing about something and Takuto is at the end of the bar, a bowl of pork noodles in front of him. Riki is off at a table chatting up some girl. Hiro and Kenshi are sitting at the bar in front of Boss. You can't see Hiro's face, but Kenshi had turned right as I walked in. His face was lit up in a smile that reached every bit of his eyes, and his brown hair messed just right. Kenshi... This drawing hits me right in my heart and I stare, feeling bittersweet. 

"Friends of yours?" Sam, the 6'4" moose, is bent down and looking down at my work.

"Yea." I answer with a sad smile. I turn my head to look him in the eyes. I don't love him in that way, but he reminds me a lot of Kenshi.

"Let me see!" Dean reaches across the table, and pulls the sketchbook across the table. His eyes widen and Cas looks at me. "Damn woman."

"That is really good Jane." He offers me a small smile.

"Thanks."

"Who's the one smirkin' at ya?"

"Uh-"

"Yo Jane! You need to get up here!" A voice comes out of the speakers on the stage. I face plant on the table, groaning inwardly. I sit up and turn, looking over the back of the booth, as the bar goes dead quite. I see Gabe standing on the the stage, mic in his hand, a lopsided grin on his face.

"And why the hell would I do that?" I call out across the bar.

"Cuz it's your turn to sing." His smirk only grows wider as Dean starts to snicker.

"Okay 1.) Shut-up Dean." I glare at the dirty blonde and turn back to Gabe. "2.) When the hell did I sign up to sing?"

"You didn't. I signed you up."

"Idiot said what now?"

"*gasps* Excuse me?" He rolls his neck, his whiskey colored eyes playful. The bar cracks up in laughter.

"Dammit." I sigh and motion to Sam to let me out of the booth, taking a quick swig of my beer. I slide out of the booth, as Dean and Gabe cheers, and make my way to the stage. Gabe you are so dead. As I step on stage, an excited buzz runs through the half empty bar. "I hate you right now. I hope you know that."

"You don't hate me. You just hate that you love me sweet cheeks." Gabe smiles and bats his eyelashes.

"Oh my god. The one time I try my hand at flirting and you just won't let it go!"

"Nope." He walks off the stage.

I look back at the band. I mouth I Hate Everything About You (Three Days Grace). The lead guitarist nods, and the opening of the song begins. I grip the microphone tightly, turning my knuckles white as my nerves kick in.

Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet

Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet

Only when I stop to think about it

I begin to relax, and start looking around the bar.

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?

Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet

Only when I stop to think about it

As I look around the bar, getting into the beat, my eyes meet...Kenshi?! He's sitting at the bar top, with what looks like Riki next to him, both with unreadable looks on their faces. My heart nearly stops and I draw in a shaky breath before starting the next part.

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?

I've recovered by now and partly relax once again into the song. My heart is still beating a million miles an hour, though. I'm outta here when I'm done.

Only when I stop to think about you,
I know
Only when you stop to think about me,
do you know?

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me?

I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?

I slip off the stage quietly as cheers erupt. I shake my head and smile with a thank you, making my way back to the booth, feeling two pairs of eyes in me the whole time.

"That was great Sweet Cheeks!" Gabe stands up offering me a seat between him and Sam.

"Thanks, but I'm headed home." I grab my bag and sketchbook.

"What? Jane, why?" Dean looks up at me in concern.

"Cuz I'm not up for the bar scene tonight boys. Love y'all and see ya later." I practically run out of the back entrance, keeping me from passing the two Black Foxes.

"Jane! Wait!" I'm not sure who called out to me as the door swung shut but I wasn't planning on sticking around to find out. I took off down a dark dirt-road shortcut through the woods.

Stupid right? This is how the first person dies in horror movies. She disappears from her friends in a secluded area and then shows up dead. Especially considering the fact that I'm in a black hoodie, that is flipped up, black skinny jeans, and black vans. I was feeling blackish okay?

I hear footsteps running up to me and spin on my heel ready for a fight...
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Hateful I know but that's all I got. 😈 I'm pretty proud of it though. Like comment follow enjoy
~Libra