Her gaze shifted to the seats behind her and spotted Dean bending over her camera equipment bag. She was engrossed in fastening her lenses that she didn’t notice Brooke coming up to her.

            “Hello…”

            Dean looked up. She smiled when she saw Brooke. “Hi…”

            “You know, you’ve been here for months but we haven’t actually been introduced…” Brooke said, smiling. “Let’s start over, I’m Brooke McQueen…” she extended her hand.

            Dean got up from her haunches and took the hand offered. “Dean McLeod…” she said.

            “You’re covering today’s practice?” Brooke asked.

            “Yeah, we’re doing a piece about the track team and the interschool championship…”

            “I see…” Brooke nodded.

            “And you’re having your practice today? It’s so damn hot…” Dean said.

            “It depends…” Brooke said. “If we don’t melt first…” she said as she sat down on one of the plastic seats. She quickly jumped up at contact with the baking heat.

            Dean chuckled. “Oopps… Should have told you about the seats…”

            “Thanks a lot…” Brooke said, rubbing her torched behind.

            Dean studied Brook. It wasn’t hard to understand why Sam had fallen for the girl. Her honey blond hair fell in a soft shining mass straight down to her shoulder. The soft tendrils at her ears framed a face of flawless, vivid beauty. Her cheekbones were slightly high, her nose small, her chin delicately rounded, but her eyes were her most arresting feature. Beneath the arc of her brows, long curly lashes fringed eyes that were startling. Amazingly, luminous blue eyes.

            “Are you seeing Sam?”

            Dean cocked up an eyebrow. “Seeing? What do you mean by seeing?”

            Brooke shifted on her feet nervously. “I mean, are the two of you… seeing each other romantically?”

            Dean’s eyebrow shot up another few inches. Where did that came from? Did I detect jealousy there? Hmm…

            “You mean are we dating each other?”

            Brooke nodded.

            Dean laughed.

            “Hey…”

            They both turned to see Sam walking towards them.

            “Hey you…” Dean couldn’t help grinning.

            “Hey Sam…”Brooke said.

            “What are you guys up to?” Sam asked.

            “Oh, we’re just talking…” Dean said.