slodwick is hosting a
Supernatural drabble tree. Rules are available there, and it's going to be a lot of fun.
This is what I've done so far.
"A Smile Like the Sun, Like Bright, Shiny Death"
She smiled, at him, over her shoulder, walking away from the library. The California sun, so sweet and so warm, lit her hair, and Sam, for a second, saw his mother.
He stayed away from smile girl for weeks after; it was just a little too Oedipal, to see his dead mother in a pretty girl's face. Even if she had the brightest smile in the world.
“I’m Jess.” She cornered him in the cafeteria when he let his guard down, read a book while he ate. “You’re Sam, and you’re going to buy me a drink.”
He couldn’t refuse.