[SRuiz]

Austen merely stared at him responding back to the text, but he ignored the question, responding back with "Soon". He rested in his bed on the second floor, staring up at the walls. The more he felt guilty about doing the things to Dean, the more he was constantly reminded on how he had gotten away with so much.

Austen would not bother him for the next day as Dean's own actions made more than enough statements for him. Austen was the wounded and slightly bruised one while Dean was the vicious monster that Austen had known for quite some time. Dean just did not know the "geek" he bullied along with his friends was now an athlete aiming to destroy his career before he could even have one. Austen stepped inside the Chemistry room, laying his head down a bit as he claimed the hit to his head left him still disoriented.