You were sitting in your room, waiting to hear something at your window. You and Dean had made plans. He was going to take you to your first real party. You were nervous. But you had agreed. You and Dean had been close for a long time. So you trusted him. Kind of. Sometimes.

Soon enough, you heard something get thrown at your window. You opened it, and you saw Dean, smirking at you.

"Hey. You ready?"

He asked. You nodded, and climbed out the window. He smirked, looking at you.

"You look... different."

He said, noticing how you actually were dressed nicely for once.