A/N: Hey hey everybody! Back with another procrastination fic... So instead of working on my English essay... Here's a highschool AU, Artist/Writer Dean x Photographer!Cas fanfic. Trying something new with the fic being in present tense as well, so we'll see how that goes. Anyways, I'll shut up now so you can start reading...!

P.S. Dean is not supposed to be in highschool, and Cas is uh... Legal... I'll elaborate more later.

Dean had only taken a photography course because auto shop had been completely booked by the time he'd tried to sign up. He really wasn't interested in photography at all. So when Mrs. Holmes stood up at the front of the classroom and explained that they would have to take seventy shots over the next week, he knew he'd be failing the course.

What could possibly make this situation worse? "I want you all to partner up!" Mrs. Holmes yells over top of the mess of voices.

Dean groans and gathers his books, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. He turns around too quickly and ends up smacking into someone who was standing behind him. "Sorry..." He says.

"It's alright." A shorter guy with large glasses pushes his jet black hair back out of his eyes and stares up at Dean. "Hey, um, you want to work together on this project?" He asks quietly, holding up his huge camera, "Everyone is already paired up, so..."

Dean cocks an eyebrow but replies, "Sure, I guess... You wanna meet today after school?"

"Yeah sure." He looks relieved. "Do you know the park downtown? I bet you we'd get some nice shots there!" He smiles up at Dean. He's about three inches shorter than him, but the way he's standing so close makes it seem like he's much shorter.

"Sounds good." He steps out of the way of one of his classmates, who's walking with her phone practically glued to her face (clearly not paying attention to where she's going), and lugs his bag back up on his shoulder again.

"By the way, my name's Castiel; if you were wondering, I mean..." He holds out his hand, another small smile appearing.

Dean chuckles and shakes Castiel's hand. "That's a mouthful, huh? Bet your friends must really have fun with that."

When Castiel laughs, it sounds forced, but Dean brushes it off, not thinking too much of it.

Dean is running late, delayed by his math teacher, who had asked to see him at the end of the day. As expected, he had advised Dean to seek help from a tutor. Academics had never been Dean's strong point.

To his relief, Cas was beneath one of the huge trees, phone in hand, still waiting for Dean.

"Castiel!" He yells, breaking out into a run. Cas looks up, his face brightening considerably.

"Geez, sorry about that, Mr. Matthews wanted to talk after class." He pants, sinking down beside Castiel in the shade of the tree. "I didn't have any way to tell you... Hey, if we're gonna be doing this, we might as well get each other's' phone numbers." He digs out his cellphone, an ancient flip phone that had to be at least 7 years old, and hands it to Cas. Surprisingly, he navigates it with ease, not even asking how to access the contacts, as most people did. Dean's mouth twists into a smile.

Grabbing Cas' phone - a sleeker, and much newer Samsung - from where it was balanced on his knee, he made a new contact for himself and entered his name, along with the 10 digits of his phone number. Cas, on the other hand, was still tapping buttons, since Dean's phone was one of those old shitty ones that didn't have a full keyboard.

"So uh, what do we have to do for this assignment?" Dean asks, waiting for Castiel to finish. "Like are we just taking a bunch of pictures, or is it of something specific?"

"You weren't paying attention at all were you?" Cas looks up at Dean with a lopsided grin. His hair is in his eyes again, and Dean can't help but return the smile. "The photos can be of anything. Pictures of the ordinary; but taken in an extraordinary way. We just have to experiment with different lighting and subjects and such."

Dean rests his head in his hands. "You seem to know what you're talking about. How come I lucked out and got an awesome partner? I mean, half the people in our class are credit-recovery slackers, why wouldn't they have teamed up with you?"

Castiel raises an eyebrow. "Did you know beforehand that I'm a photography geek?"

"No, but-"

"That's why." Cas cuts in. His small smile is back, and he pulls out an expensive looking camera from his backpack. "Because everyone just thinks I'm in there for the same reason as them. No one in their right mind would take photography unless they needed a credit, right?" He puts the camera strap around his neck and stands up. "D'you have a camera?"

Dean stretches his back out and shakes his head. "If I had money to spend on a camera, I'd've bought a new cell a long time ago. First priority." He rolls his shoulders and gets up, shoving his hands in his pockets.

Castiel nods in understanding. "I guess we'll use my camera then. This thing's amazing; you really did get lucky when you partnered up with me." He laughs.

Dean rolled his eyes playfully, "Geez, the benefits just keep piling up!" He nods to the quaint little café across the street and adds, "By the way, I was thinking maybe we could get coffee after this."

Cas pushes up his glasses on his nose and averts his sapphire eyes. "Uh... Y-yeah I'd like that..."

It's hard to tell with his head bowed, but Dean could swear he'd caught Castiel blushing.

A/N: So what do you guys think so far? My first chapters are always a bit rough, but I've already written basically the whole fic, and I can tell you, it gets better! I appreciate any positive feedback; rate and review! :)