Ok, so basically, this is an AU. Where our dear Winchester boys, are in highschool. —Dean is a senior, on the football team, and Sammy, is a freshman. Lucifer, who is also a highschool senior, on the same football team as Dean. And Michael, Lucifer's big brother, just so happens to coach the football team.

Unlikely friendship between Lucifer and Dean ensues. Hurrah!

"Hurry the hell up Sammy!" Dean shouted, letting his weight rest upon the left side of his precious impala, arms crossed over his chest while he waited.

Of all the days for his baby brother to oversleep, it just had to be today.

—It was kind of funny actually, or it would have been. Usually Sam was the first one out the door with a groggy Dean shuffling still half-asleep, bed headed, and fumbling for his keys, behind him.

But today was important, and Dean had done his damndest to make sure that he was up at a reasonable time. His teacher had made it quite clear that if Dean was tardy again she would have a talk with his coach and have him benched for the big game this weekend.

No way in hell was he going to let that happen.

"Come on Sammy, we're gonna be late!" he tried again, a bit more desperation in his voice this time.

He sighed with relief and heaved himself away from the cars side as he saw the smaller Winchester hurrying towards him; backpack slung over one shoulder, books tucked under his arm, and a piece of toast slathered in jam hanging from his mouth.

"About time, did you get enough beauty sleep, princess?"

"Shut up. I was up late studying."

Dean rolled his eyes before frowning at the toast that bobbed up and down as his brother spoke. He was just about to give Sam the 'what did I say about eating in my car' speech when the younger boy extended his arm, holding something out to Dean.

"I made you one too." Was all he said, and Deans resolve to scold him slipped away with the sigh that escaped him as he took the offered food.

"Just get in the damn car." He grumbled, shoving the toast into his mouth and sliding into the driver's seat, ignoring the smug smile that Sam tried to hide behind his own slice.