A/N: Hi, apologies for the long long long wait. I had kinda lost my interest in Supernatural for a while, but I found it again. This is a teeny bit filler and shorter than I would have liked and I didn't put as much in as I had said. I just wanted to get something written, as I'm going through my older stories and updating them as the muses come back. Anyway... here it is.

Chapter Three

"Hey, Mr. James Dean? You okay?" Kitty ribbed the new kid. She hadn't heard much from him. It'd been ten minutes and all he was doing was staring at the Field Goal of Doom.

She saw his eyes clear. "What happened?" His nod toward the field goal was all the indication she needed.

Kitty sighed. She really didn't want to explain, but her lean towards gossip and the genuine curiosity of the new kid made her begin. "It happened a week ago. My friends Blaine and Tina were standing right there." She pointed to a spot two feet away from the blood spatter. Her voice grew soft as if she were incriminating them. "They were the ones that found the body."

"You mean that kid in the newspaper?"

"Nate Kingsley yeah." She rolled her eyes. "Regular pillar of the town."

Sam watched her unsure of how to respond. He knew how "Agent Jimmy Page" would react, but he wasn't in any Federal guise and the instinct was too strong. How was he supposed to coax information as a student? Screw it, he just had to ask. "Pillar of the town?"

"Yeah, you know golden boy and an A grade douchebag. He had a problem with everyone he met. It's crazy...I mean people joked about it, but…"

"Wow. So, you think someone from the school did it?"

Kitty scoffed. "What are you crazy? You one of those horror movie fans? I mean we all had our reasons, but… it couldn't be could it?"

"Thomas Inoue from Union City?" Sam's eyebrows were raised to his hairline as he shouldered his backpack. "Do you want your students to do tongue twisters?"

"Eh, why not?" Dean grinned. "I could be all hip about it and just let them call me Tom."

"You're insane." Sam sat on the motel bed. "So what's the position?"

"Substitute English teacher. Mrs. Brown is on a sabbatical. So any sign of anything during your tour?"

"I didn't get a chance to look really closely. There's a police barricade and yellow tape on the football field, so we should sneak back when the school closes." Sam shook his head. "Wait a minute, English? Did you even do any of the reading in high school?"

"They have websites for that sort of thing, besides, I already have one book picked out for the reading list." Dean smirked as he held out a worn paperback.

"The Count of Monte Cristo?" Sam read the spine. "Cristo of course."

"It'll weasel any demons out of hiding pretty quickly. Just the title alone."

"Save it for last." Sam said. "We have to figure out what we're dealing with first."

Bobby looked over watching the clock. "Hey Dean, don't you have a tour in fifteen minutes? I wouldn't keep the principal waiting. She's a piece of work."

"I'm sure I can handle her." Dean said. He walked out the door.

Sam and Bobby exchanged a look. "He's in over his head ain't he?"

Sam just nodded and sighed, taking another look at his class schedule. This was going to be fun.

A/N: So...what'd you think? Should I continue? Let me know!