"Please leave. I'm actually begging now, mom." People were going to think he was simple and now this ridiculously cool guy was going to be stuck with him and that wasn't fair to anyone! He told her he wanted to go himself but he didn't have a car yet and his mom had to drive him. He was hoping to just hop out of the car but no, this was the hell he was in.

Walking closer to Crowley, he gripped his satchel strap tight and looked nervously at the cool guy with sunglasses and a tattoo.

As his mother finally turned away, he spoke in a quiet voice. "You don't have to do anything, I'm so sorry. She's my ride. We can walk to the door together and then you can pretend this never happened."