Chapter 6: Surprise

                                    

                                          
Me, Sam and Dean got out of the impala. We walked up to the doors of the pub. Dean turned to me, " Okay so remember, if anyone asks your names Angela Cross, like your ID says, and your 22, got it?" he said.
                          
I nodded nervously, " got it," I replied.
                          
" Ready?" Sam asked.
                          
" Ready,"  Dean and I both said in reply. 
                          
Sam pushed the door open, walking in first, just like we had planned. After another 5 minutes Dean walked in after him. Then finally after what seemed like ages but was actually only another 5 minutes, I walked in. 
                          
The bar was a very strange place and was entirely different from what I was expecting. In the middle of the room was a counter with stools all around it, and had alcohol on the shelves. Around the counter was a bunch of table's and chair's. In the corner was a karaoke and Dean was singing at it, Sam's horrified face was hilarious but understandable. I walked over to the bar and sat down on the stools. A men came over and sat down next to me.
                          
" Hey gorgeous, what's your name?" the men said, slurring slightly. I turned around to the man, he had brown, short hair and was wearing a black leather jacket.
                          
I smiled, " Angela, what's yours?" I replied, trying to be as normal as possible.
                          
" John, " he replied, " Let me buy you a drink," he continued, waving his hand to signal the bartender to bring drinks over to us.
                          
" So John, do you always use cheap pick up lines?" I stated. He laughed and smiled.
                          
" I don't usually have to," he replied. The bartender brought over two small glasses, with a yellowish gold substance in it. He picked up the glass then pointed at me to pick it up so that's what I did, " Here's to cheap pick up lines," he said, then knocking our glasses together he drank it, I followed the action and drank the substance.
                          
" Err, what is that, piss?!" I said, hanging my tongue out of my mouth to try and get rid of the taste. 
                          
The men laughed, " You could call it that," he said. 
                          
" Why would you drink that?" I stated, he laughed again, damn this guy laughs alot. 
                          
He stopped laughing but kept on smiling, " Have you ever had a drink before?" he asked.
                          
" No," I said, " I'm only 22." 
                          
the guy looked shocked, " Wow," he stated, " You look older, around 25 to 30," he continued. 
                          
I couldn't help but smile, " Well," I started, " That's just what a girl wants to hear," I stated sarcastically, he laughed again, seriously this guy, I swear he's taking laughing pills. 
                          
" Why don't we get out of here, go back to my place?" he said with a big grin.
                          
" No, I think I'm good," I replied.
                          
" Wow, your a hard one," he answered.
                          
" Yeah, well I don't go home with strange guys I meet in a bar," I stated. He smiled in reply, well atleast he's not laughing, nope wrong, he started laughing. Just then Sam walked over to me.
                          
" Is this guy bothering you?" Sam asked, concern lacing his voice. 
                          
" No," John replied with a sneer.
                          
" I wasn't asking you," Sam answered the concern being replaced with anger.
                          
" He's fine, just a bit immature," I replied.
                          
" All right," he said, sending me a last concerned glance before walking away.
                          
" He's a bit rude!" John said.