A/N: I'm pretty new to the writing of fanfiction, and appreciate any reviews! I also would like to note, that my biggest weakness in my writing is my grammar, I will continuously edit old chapters as I progress. So if you can please excuse some horrendous mistakes I will make. On a high note thank you for reading this, and I really hope you enjoy my story~!

Castiel Novak was one of the brightest kids in his school. Lawrence high school was occupied with 6000 kids and he was the only one to have gotten a 4.9 average since his freshman year. His family was very popular in his school. Gabe, his brother, was one of those kids that you could get along with at first glance. Michael was star quarterback, and Anna was dating the first baseman.

People pretended to be his friend for the stardom, that was until the youngest Novak made an announcement that seemed to get around faster then Michael's time for the mile. Castiel was gay. Once word spread out, He was avoided and left to his own mind. It got out of hand quite quickly. Little snickers in the hallway told him that he wouldn't be able to go under the radar much anymore

Today was the start of his junior year. Castiel briskly walked to his locker, and feared confrontation. To his dismay Crowely had spotted him. He was walking with Anna's old boyfriend; Castiel couldn't remember his name exactly. She broke up with him for something that she couldn't tell Castiel. "Cassie! How was your summer?" Crowley spoke in a false attitude. The blue-eyed boy looked down at the floor and cursed for getting here earlier. The other boy chuckled and lightly punched Crowely on the shoulder. "Hey man lets go, he obviously doesn't want to talk." The large hairy boy looked down at Castiel once more. "Whatever Faggot, just don't expect to get off this easy in the future". They both left with not much of fight, but Castiel certainly did not miss the look Crowley gave over his shoulder as he walked away. The two of them became loud again with the talk about the football season coming closer. Castiel exhaled a breath, which he didn't realize he was holding in. He grabbed his books and head to his first class, which was AP literature.

A projected seated chart was on the board and he cheered for getting to miss the awkward 'where do I sit when I have no one to sit by' business. The boy from early (Anna's Ex) sat down right next to him as he started to get his book out. "You are in the wrong seat." Castiel was confused, he looked up at the board and the name of his desk partner clearly stated a female's name. The boy ignored him. "A female is assigned in that seat and I do not believe that you are one of them." Castiel tried to talk to him again and this time got a small grunt and the boy looked at his direction.

Bright green eyes bored into his. He was hypnotized by the emotion that was all locked up in the cascade of colors. Freckles adorned all over his face, and his cupid bow lips showed annoyance. In other words, this boy was really hot. "Dude, you're creeping me out." A gruff voice arose from the boy. A blush threatened to appear on Castiel's cheeks. He returned back to his worksheet that was passed in front of him. A young girl with blonde hair walked up to the boy and gave him a look that Castiel could only call sarcastic. "Dean, knock it off and stop bothering me." Dean gave a charming smile and winked at the girl he called Ruby. "Sweet cheeks, you couldn't ignore me if you tried".

The rest of English was uneventful. His new teacher gave the same speech about reading as the other did, and spoke to them about a book Castiel would have to re-read and write an essay on. As Castiel pointedly wrote down notes about the assignment, Dean was sketching in his notebook. When staring at Dean, Anna caught his eye in the corner of the class and made the motion to meet her after class. Anna rarely spoke to him outside of home anymore, which would mean this couldn't be good news.

"Dean wake up! I'm hungry and I need to catch the bus!" a whinny boy said as he poked Dean continuously. With a loud and audible sigh, he rubbed his tired eyes and sat up looking at his younger brother who was obviously nervous for his first day of high school. "We can just take my car Sam, it's not a big deal." "But Deaaaan-" Dean stood up and headed towards to kitchen. Sleepily leaning on the counter for support Dean grabbed a frying pan from the sink and cleaned it from the prior food that stuck to the crevices. Dean warmed up the pan and looked back at Sam who was now packing his bag with ferocity.

"Whoa man! Calm down you have time." Dean mocked towards Sam. His brother gave him one of his mild eye rolls and sighed. "Didn't you say Dad was coming home today?" Dean bit his tongue; he didn't want to disappoint his brother again. As he turned to crack eggs for breakfast he answered. "Yeah, after school today, probably."

After they both ate, he threw Sam's bag in the trunk and sped towards the school. The morning silence was almost too much to handle for Dean particularly and he turned on the radio occasionally drumming to a beat or two on the steering wheel. Sam groaned and turned down the radio, which earned him a short and to the point middle finger from his older brother.

As they reached school Dean glanced at his brother who looked like he's about to barf any second. Placing a comforting hand on Sam's shoulder he gave him a genuine smile and playfully shoves him out of the car. Crowely soon spots him waving at him to come near. Football season is soon, one more unbearable reason to spend his hours with the son of a bitch.

"Hey man, what's up?" Dean notices Crowely wearing his usual khaki pants, and button up polo. "Football Dean-y boy we got some planning we both need to get done." Dean forced a smile and continued to talk about the upcoming season as he asked to stop at his locker. One of Anna's brothers was there in all innocence. He remembers him at Anna's house poor bastard he didn't have a social bone in his body.

"Cassie! How was your summer?" Crowley spoke, Dean instantly recognized the falsetto he was using, and although he probably should intervene, he silently begun to unlock his own locker. When Castiel didn't answer, he saw the switch of emotion on Crowley's face. Stepping closer Crowley made himself appear to be bigger and therefore a hella a lot more intimidating.

Dean could see the frightened look in Castiel's eyes, now would be as a good as time as any to stop the jerk pummeling him up on spot. "Hey man lets go, he obviously doesn't want to talk". Crowley said the usual spiel to the naïve boy, but Dean wasn't really paying attention because the boy had been staring directly at him. Probably trying to recognize him. He was actually beginning to get memorized by the blue orbs that seemed to be glowing with inner rage. Over his shoulder Crowely sent the 'I will kill you using just my eyes' look he had seen countless times. He had to agree it was a good tactic it made him want to shit his pants when it was even semi-directed towards him.

Dean wasn't even sure he belonged in AP lit, but his teacher had recommended him, and his brother assured him it wouldn't be a hard class. So he went towards his first honors class in his entire life. Sure enough, there stood Castiel in the second row, reading what looked like an equivalent size to war and peace. He looked up at the projection board and saw Ruby's name on the list. A perfect opportunity to keep up his reputation he's devolved over the past few years he's lived in this town.

He sauntered over to the chair next to Castiel and waited for the girl to come in. He glanced over at Castiel noticing he was wearing a long trench coat, that looked like it had been warn too many times to count. Crowely had been right about one thing. This kid was definitely weird. A small cough was heard next to Dean, and two large bright blue eyes stared at him with confusion. "You are in the wrong seat." Dean being the asshole he plays pretended to ignore him and looked at the door once more waiting for Ruby. "A female is assigned in that seat and I do not believe that you are one of them." What was this kids deal, he spoke like he hadn't watched television before, or even went to public school. He mumbled something of the acknowledgement.

Curiosity finally got the best of him and he turned towards Castiel. His eyes widened as he took a real look at the kid. In his mind Castiel would be the scrawny, bookish kid that looked like a deer caught in the headlights, but Dean was (pleasantly?) surprise, Castiel had a bigger build like his own, and had a small amount of scruff on his clear skin. He had changed quite a bit from the brother he knew when he dated Anna. After a few seconds he realized Castiel was scrutinizing him. "Dude, you're creeping me out." Dean had managed to make out after his throat became dry.

Ruby appeared walking through the door, Dean stood up a little taller in his seat and watched Ruby with obvious eyes so that she would know she was being watched. He barley registered the worksheet passed out on his desk. The blonde turned her head and eyed Dean with passion. "Dean, knock it off and stop bothering me." Ruby had viciously said. Just to piss her off even more he quirked up the corner of his mouth and did his best wink. "Sweet cheeks, you couldn't ignore me if you tried". Ruby stalked away sitting in his assigned seat as Dean refused to move.

Class began and the teacher walked in with her laptop, peering over her glasses. She began to make a speech about all the classroom rules and books they were to read over the course of the semester. Dean had stopped listening after she said there were no cell phones in class. He snuck a quick glance at Castiel and saw he was taking copious amounts of notes of everything that was being said. Feeling the morning drowsiness take effect he tried to cure his boredom with the doodling of everything and anything in the margins.

His phone buzzed five minutes before class ended; it was Sam asking if he was going to take him out to lunch. He quickly replied and Jo caught his eye and they mentally had a conversation about lunch. He felt a pair of eyes on him and from the corner of his eyes spotted Castiel confusion etched on his face once again. Sighing he continued to draw. This was going to be a long boring year.