The clock read 8:36. It was the first day of highschool and Dean was going to be late! He couldn't believe it. Dean hadn't been late for school a day in his life and he was going to be late on the first day of school! What a terrible first impression he was going to make! Dean scrambled to put on his clothes, ending up wearing jeans and a half buttoned up dress shirt with a crooked, loose fit tie. Dean grabbed his backpack then scrambled downstairs, kissed his mom goodbye then shoved a waffle down his throat and burst out the door to catch the bus.

"I love you!" His mom called from inside.

"I love you t-" Dean called back, cut off by the slam of a door.

Dean saw the bus drive away just as he got outside. "Damn it!" He cursed. "First day of school and I'm going to be late! Balls!" Dean threw his backpack on the ground in frustration.

"Hey Dean-o. Need a ride?" Called a voice rumbling behind a loud engine. Dean looked up, curious as to who it was.

"Gabe! Yes thank you! I'm going to St. Walsh. Hope I don't make you late." Dean smiled, climbing into Gabriel's car.

"I was already over there. This is my cousin, Castiel. He just moved here from Canada. Where again cuz?" Gabriel stated.

"Saskatoon. It's quite the loss of population. Going from just over 200 thousand to 90 thousand." Castiel spoke.

"Yeah I bet. Castiel. . . that's a weird name. How about I call you Cas?" Dean questioned.

"Uh, sure. That's a first, but why not?" Cas replied.

"I'm Dean. No need for a nickname, it's short enough." Dean added.

"Well Gabe here called you Dean-o." Castiel joked.

"No no no. One person called me Dean-o is enough. Reminds me of dinosaurs and they were quite stupid. Tiny brains and all."

"Ah I see. You consider yourself smart then?" Castiel asked.

"I do indeed. Straight A's for as long as I can remember. Well no, that's wrong. I have an eidetic memory. Essentially a 'photographic' memory." Dean replied, making air quotes.

"Alright, here we are. And just on time." Gabriel spoke, pulling the car to a hault.

"Well that seemed awfully fast." Castiel said.

"Yeah. Well, see you in whatever classes we have together, if any." Dean said, grabbing his backpack and waving goodbye.

. . .

Dean walked into the gymnasium for the orientation and looked for a place to sit. Dean had chosen a different highschool than all his middle school friends so he was alone and looking for a spot that not many occupied. Dean spotted an open area near the middle of the bleachers. Dean clambered up the bleachers, bumping into several people and being cursed at more than twice. Dean finally got to his seat after succesfully ruining several possible friendships when he looked down and saw Castiel coming up towards him. "Hey! Dean!" Castiel shouted to him.

"Oh, hey Cas." Dean said, scooching over to make room even though his whole row was empty.

"I saw you and figured, well I'm assuming as well, that neither of us had anyone to sit with soo here I am!" Castiel exclaimed.

"Soooo excited for the long speech we're going to get from the Principal?" Dean asked.

"Ha, yeah. Thankfully this is my first, and hopefully last." Castiel replied.

"Yeah? That's good. We had weekly assembly's at my middle school so I've had a lot of time sitting through Principal rambling."

"Aww well that sucks." Castiel nodded.

"Attention all students! Please settle down! The orientation is beginning!" Came a loud, throaty voice from the centre of the room.

"Oh, crap. Looks like we have to shut up now." Castiel whined.

"Yeppers." Dean grumbled.

. . .

"Now that we're done with all the announcements please head down to the side of the gymnasium on the way out to find your schedules. The desks are ordered by last name." The Principal concluded.

"Well let's go down and get our schedules then." Dean decided.

"Okie dokie." Castiel said causing Dean to smile.

Dean and Castiel split of to their respective desks; J-N and T-W. Once they got their schedules they joined up and compared schedules.

"Okay so we have first together, second, third, oh my gosh! We have all our classes together except one but that's in second semester! Looks like we've already got a friend at this school." Castiel smiled, patting Dean on the back. "Now come on, we're gonna be late for class."