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The Domino Effect	By : anessavanella Category: Individual Celebrities > Jensen Ackles Views: 789 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and I do not know/own Jensen Ackles or Jared Padalecki and do not make profit from them

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- 1-The Domino Effect
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Title: The Domino Effect
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rating: PG-13
Author: anessavanella
BETA: blueeyedliz
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys
Warnings: Language
Summary: In a city where arts/theater dominates, ex-punk Jared is only trying to fit in. Throw in hateful CEOs, psycho best friends and 5-triangle relationships; you’ve reached Domino City!
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He felt the back of his head connect to the pristine tile wall in a hard thump once more, welcoming the steadily growing blackness at the back of his eyelids. Feeling a hard crunch and the flowing warmth of a copper like taste at the back of his throat, Chad groaned. Fuck. His nose was broken...again. He embraced the darkness like an old friend.

Groaning into the blankets, Jared squinted at the rays of sunlight filtering through threadbare curtains. He fucking hated mornings, they should just crawl in a hole and die. He needed at least three cups of coffee to get him functional in normal human society. Sighing, he reluctantly pulled back the red comforter and shuffled to the bathroom. Yawning forty-five minutes later into his fourth cup of coffee, he yelled for his dad to wake up.

Frowning into brown sludge, he decided to investigate his father’s whereabouts; this shit wasn’t kicking in fast enough. Walking briskly to the room opposite his, he knocked and when no answer came, he entered his father’s room reluctantly. He rolled his eyes at the drunken lump on the bed. Shaking his dad awake, Jared got a punch to his cheek. Slumping on the floor, he blearily stared at the ceiling. Fuck, he really should’ve thought that one through.

“Dad, wake da fuck up! I need ta go ta school!” Jared yelled, his Brooklyn accent seeping in a little bit.

Hearing a shuffle and a click from the other side of the room, Jared got himself up and headed for the kitchen.

Placing a pack of peas on his right cheek, he hissed. That’ll leave a mark.

Another forty-five minutes emerged his dad in a business suit and Jared eyed him wearily.
“You getting’ a job old man?”

Gerry Padalecki pierced his son with a warning glare, in a gruff voice he answered “What’s it to ya boy?”

Jared raised his hands in resignation. “What-the-fuck-ever Dad I’m your only son, I should know these things ya know”

A grunt met his ears “Apparently not good enough for Sherri”

Jared closed his eyes in defeat. He really didn’t want his first day at Domino High to start with a fight, so he walked to school instead.

Pushing the unwanted thoughts of his mother out of his mind, he stopped at a vendor to purchase a teriyaki bun and strong, hot coffee. None of the instant crap he had at home, that’s for sure.

Feeling a bit better, he smoothed out his school uniform and entered the menacing building of Domino High. Looking at the empty grounds, Jared frowned in confusion. Maybe he was early?

Walking the deserted halls, he growled in annoyance and declared himself lost. He swore he’d seen the same damn bathroom three times now!

Sliding down the row of lockers and waving an imaginary white flag, Jared wished and hoped his day would get better. Pulling out his phone, he checked his messages. No messages. He sighed and bit back the feeling of disappointment. She had promised she was gonna send him a lucky first-day-of-school text.

Frowning and completely lost in thought, Jared didn’t notice the quiet whimpers for help emanating from the bathroom.

A louder cry of help pulled him from his thoughts enough to scramble into the nearest boy’s bathroom. Quietly opening the door, he wasn’t really prepared to see a bulky; almost six-foot man with silky, long hair kicking the shit outta a fuzzy blond-haired boy. Jared sneered. It figured that this part of his life would always follow him around. Jared snuck around the brown-haired man and locked his arms around his back causing the man’s hair to fly wild and his body to jerk in an untamed fashion ultimately preventing another kick to the downed kid’s ribs.

Annoyed at the man’s bucking, Jared pulled him by his hair and squashed his face into the tiled wall.

“Stay the fuck still” Jared growled, smashing the man’s face back into the wall for emphasis. Feeling the man go limp, he pulled him back from the wall and shoved him towards the exit.

“I fucking suggest you get the nurse” Jared muttered darkly turning his attention to the bloodied up kid lying on the floor. He really hated getting involved but he couldn’t resist a cry for help. Jared turned the kid’s nose to the left, just to make sure he was breathing. Feeling a swell of anger build inside him, he cursed to the high heavens and put his fist in his mouth. He had come to L.A to cool down and this fucking happened! God JDM must be rolling in his grave…

He had fucking promised he wouldn’t get into shit and would lay low until little old JT from Brooklyn disappeared. Focus on his studies and shit. Apparently Fate had other ideas…

Cleaning the kid up a little, he couldn’t wait any longer for the douche bag that did a number on the fuzzy haired kid. So he picked up the surprisingly lightweight kid and after many turns he found the nurses office just across the hallway, laid the limp form on one of the spare beds in the nurse’s office.

He turned to leave only to bump into the bully. Jared looked at the dude; well they were in fact trying to stare each other down. It wasn’t until they heard the clumping heels of the nurse that they finally gave up on their contest, scurrying to leave the room.

Feeling calloused hands grab his, Jared pulled his hand back in confusion.
“If you don’t want the nurse to find out what happened, you’d best get moving.”

Jared was already way ahead of the country bumpkin. The admissions office was thankfully opposite the nurse’s office, so he ducked on quickly, the bully hot on his heels. Jared ignored him.
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After an hour or so of getting his schedule straightened out, Jared stumbled out of the office only to find the bully waiting for him. He raised his eyebrows in confusion and slight shock, turning to join the quickly growing steady stream of the student body. He would not get involved.

“Wait up you prick,” Jared kept walking

Feeling large hands steer him, he turned out of reach.

“Look, thanks for not rattin’ on me. I’m Chris.”

Jared looked at the outstretched hand and raised his gaze at the hopeful face. Jared shook the hand reluctantly, hoping he didn’t make a wrong decision. Lord knows he’s made enough of those to last him ten lifetimes…

“Jared,” nodding in acceptance as if agreeing to an unspoken friendship, Jared went to walk away but those hands steered him to the right while trying to peer at his schedule.

“Chemistry right? Right this way...” Chris said grinning.

Jared found himself tightly grinning back after an abnormally long morning. He thinks he just made his first new friend.
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Jared huffed a breath in tiredness. Even though it was the first day, thus a half-day in school, it still felt really long. At least he was in his last class of the day. Drama.
Maybe he would know what the hell he was doing in this class. He was something of an actor. He supposed that was another reason on the fucking long list on why he moved to L.A.

He really couldn’t risk fucking up here or no other school would be able to take him, his wonderful track record spoke for itself.

The class was getting steadily filled up and he watched silently from the back of the class. Seeing a flash of blond hair pass his sight, he glanced up from his slouched position. He had been worrying about the bloodied up kid at the nurse’s office earlier that morning considering he fucking made friends with the kid who put him there…

I mean who does that? Jared put an imaginary gun to his head and pulled the trigger.

Observing the kid, he set his lips in a tight line of worry and guilt. The kid looked happy enough albeit with two black eyes which, quite frankly creeped him out. Looking at the petite brunette coming over to say hi, Jared blew out a breath. At least the kid had friends right?

Losing interest quickly, he searched the room for any other source of entertainment. Finding Chris at the front of the class making gooey eyes at a leggy blonde, Jared snorted in amusement and turned his sights elsewhere…

He knew he was fucking late but it couldn’t be helped. Josh needed to be picked up from school first before he went anywhere else.

Pushing the creaking door aside, he purposefully strode into his class of the day.

Growling at the reason he had to take Drama class, he glided into the last chair at the back of the classroom carefully avoiding his teacher’s eyes.

Glaring at the occupant seating next to him, Jensen sat rigidly making sure not to brush any part of himself against the floppy-haired stranger.

If looks could kill, he would be dead right now Jared thought shifting uncomfortably as the guy next to him glared down at him.

Trying not to stare, Jared noticed the douche had completely ignored the teacher and was typing on his laptop at a seriously fast pace.

Jared winced against every clack and seethed on his seat.

Making eye contact with the teacher, Jared immediately regretted it. He had to fucking introduce himself in every single class and it never failed to suck. Another thing he absolutely hated about his day.

Before the teacher even called his name, the tapping of keys stopped and Jared let out a relieved sigh.

“Yes Mr. Ackles?”

“I’ll be leaving now, I have a meeting.”

“But Mr. Ackles you just arrived,” the teacher argued.

“But Mr. Kripke I’ll see your resignation papers in my office tomorrow,” Ackles mocked, icily glaring at the poor teacher who bore a pale expression and looked like he was ready to bawl.

“You cant do this!—“ the teacher went on…

Jensen already left with a swish of his black trench.

The class was quiet after the little episode so much so that Jared swore he could hear a pin drop.

Jared rolled his eyes at the dramatic exit and looked longingly at the clock above the flailing teacher’s head.

“What a jerk,”

~tbc~
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