Chapter One

As Matt rounded the corner he saw the large stone building and his stomach dropped. He wasn't sure if this was due to nerves, he really had no reason to be nervous as he had lost count of the number of times he'd been the new kid and he knew exactly what to expect. However, as he drove his battered blue beetle into the car park of Saint Moffat's College he had the strangest feeling that this year was somehow going to be different.

"Good morning I'm Smith, Matt. Here to pick up my keys." He said cheerily to the lovely old lady behind the desk.

"There you are sweet heart." She smiled handing him a key and a map.

"By the way," She added as he turned to leave, "I love the bow tie."

"Thanks," Matt grinned, "Bow ties are cool."

He could hear her chuckle as he left the office and made his way towards his room but he didn't care. Matt was too busy taking in all the sites and sounds of his new school and home, since this was his last year of school he would only be here for a year but to Matt, who was used to constantly moving, twelve months in one place felt like a life time. Eventually he arrived at his room, he unlocked the door and walked in, it looked as though his roommate had already set up most of his side of the room as kids had been arriving at the college for the past three days. Suddenly there was a quiet knock at the door.

"Come in." Matt called wondering who would be visiting him, considering his roommate probably wouldn't knock.

A dark haired boy opened the door looking confused, he would have been around the same height as Matt and had stunning blue eyes.

"You're not Dean." The confused looking boy said.

"Nope, my names Matt." He smiled holding out his hand, but the other boy simply looked at him. Just as Matt was starting to felt extremely awkward holding his hand out to someone who obviously was not going to reciprocate the gesture the pair were interrupted by another boy. He was slightly taller with soft full lips and great hair.

"Cas, you're not being socially awkward again are you?" The boy joked. "Hey, I'm Dean, you must be the new room mate." Dean said to Matt with a broad smile and an American accent.

"Matt," He replied directing his already outstretched hand at the newcomer.
Dean took his hand and shook it with enthusiasm.

"This is Castiel," Dean said gesturing to the dark haired boy, "Cas meet Matt."

"Hello Matt." Castiel said softly. Matt simply nodded.

"When you've put your stuff away come meet the rest of the gang." Dean suggested warmly before shepherding Castiel out of the doorway and into the hall.

"I'll come now, I can unpack anytime." Matt called catching up to the boys, unpacking was not sometime Matt liked to do, as he usually didn't stay in one place long enough for it to be necessary it was something he tended to avoid.

Dean made small talk as they headed towards the common room, he asked Matt what subjects he was taking and they discovered they had some classes together, Castiel stayed quiet. When the three of them arrived in the common room Dean headed towards a table surrounded by soft looking red armchairs. Matt could see three boys sitting at this table, one was typing vigorously on a silver laptop, another was reading what looked like a very old book and the third was flicking through a sports magazine.

"Sammy, Sherlock, John, this is Matt." Dean announced, causing the boys to look up from their various activities. The boys stood to greet Matt.

"Hi, I'm Sam. I'm Deans brother."

"Younger brother." Dean corrected him.

"We're twins, you're only younger by like seven minutes!" Sam protested.

"Whatever." Dean mumbled with a smirk.

Matt was distracted from the row when a cold hand shook his.

"Sherlock." Said a voice, almost as cold as the hand it belonged to. "And this is John."

Sherlock gestured to a short boy with blond hair who smiled warmly. Sherlock when to say sometime else but the shorter boy quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him away, inaudibly muttering in an annoyed tone.

Pretty soon they were all heading down towards dinner, along the way they ran into a pair of girls, one of which was a short blonde girl who Sam grabbed straight away and started making out with to which Dean made a disgusting gagging noise and feigned throwing up. Upon hearing this sound Matt, who had been engaged in a confusing conversation with Sherlock about different types of tobacco ash, looked up. He felt his breath escape him; next to the blonde that Sam was kissing was the most attractive girl Matt had ever seen. Full lips and green eyes, and that hair! Matt found it extremely hard to stop staring, even as the group started to move again. Matt was barley listening to Sherlock's ranting's and found himself studying ever inch of the girl, who just happened to be walking directly in front of him.

"Sorry Matt, I should have introduced you, this is my girlfriend Jessica." Sam apologized once they had found a table to sit at in the great hall.

"Hi Jessica, I'm Matt." Matt said in his usual enteric demeanour.

"Hi Matt," Jessica smiled, "This is River."

River looked up at the mention of her name, her eyes slowly landed on Matt and she looked him up and down with a smirk. There was sometime very feisty in her eyes and Matt felt his mouth go dry.

"Hello Sweetie." She purred.

Throughout his whole life Matt always felt old for his age, constant travel tends to do that to a person, he had lived in over six difference countries before his parents accident, but he had never met a person who made him feel insecure, until River.

"Hello." He replied, on the outside he didn't miss a beat but on the inside he was melting. He spent the rest of the meal watching River and joining into the boys conversations, just as they were about to leave Matt noticed that Dean hadn't finished his meal.

"Dean you better eat your greens, you don't want to get scurvy." Matt teased.

"Alright, Doctor." Dean faked concern a shoveled the veggies into his mouth before walking off. The other members of the group followed him towards the door but Matt paused for a moment to look at the group of friends, the mysterious dark haired boy named Castiel, the handsome Dean and his insanely tall brother Sam with the pretty blonde Jessica, the pale and cold Sherlock and his 'roommate' John. What an odd combination of people thought Matt.

"Coming sweetie?" River called with out even turning around. Matt laughed to himself thinking that they were perfect and feeling like he was going to fit right in.


As Matt lay in bed that night he couldn't help but think about River, he tried to stop himself thinking about her tiny waist and the way her hips moved when she walked. He didn't mean to imagine pulling her towards him with that luscious hair, and he certainly didn't mean to imagine her soft lips pressing against his, and down his neck while her long slender fingers unbuttoned his... Matt's thoughts were interrupted by Dean snoring loudly. Matt took a deep breath; he shook his head silently and decided it was time to go to sleep.